Richard Sterling Billionaire Novels & Stories

Not watching her through tinted car windows, not seeing her through hospital room glass, not sitting silently beside her unconscious body…She was alive and looking directly at him. His heartbeat, something he had disciplined to remain steady even during billion-dollar negotiations and hostile acquisitions, now beat so loudly that it almost drowned out every sound in the room. Across from him, Ruby was equally quiet. She knew exactly who the man before her was. Stefan Ashford, the youngest billionaire in the United Kingdom. The legendary businessman whom newspapers called ‘The King of Modern Business’. The man whose companies dominated almost every major industry. The man every elite family w

"After all your fame, after all your money, you're going down for real. You're losing everything." Sterling glared at me, his chest heaving under his wrinkled shirt, though he tried to pull his old, arrogant posture back together. "So you think a few downfalls like that can shake me off America? Do you know who I am? I built half the structures in this city, Valerie." "Who are you?" I asked, laughing softly before I sat down on the leather chair, crossing my legs with complete composure. "The ghost of a billionaire, maybe. But don't worry, this lawsuit isn't why I'm here."

“Outside the city? Abandoned storehouse? What is she doing there for God’s sake?” A call immediately came in as I was speaking to Santiago. “Who is this?” “You want to see your wife alive? That would cost you thirty billion dollars.” “Who do you think I am? Mr beast? What made you think I have that kind fucking of money?” “Ohh, don’t play dumb Mr Vandercage, we both know you have enough to take care of your wife, with that little amount gone, you wouldn’t even notice it.” “Don’t hurt my wife. You don’t know who you’re messing with.”

Celeste sat at the head like she’d been born for it, wearing power like armor. Then Nate walked in and sat opposite her. He looked wrecked, with dark circles under his bloodshot eyes, wrinkled shirt and crooked tie. Like he did not slept at all. The honeymoon started already, I laughed. I watched him, my half-brother took his seat opposite his new wife. The man who had everything I never got, the Sterling name, Richard’s public acknowledgment. The legitimate claim to his empire and he had thrown it all away, managed to destroy it all anyway for the wrong woman.

Liliana: “Irene, seriously, Nathan is not bad at all. If he became your boyfriend, he’d be a thousand times better than Perry.” Liliana obviously wanted me to get over my breakup, so she started putting “dangerous ideas” in my head. I weakly shook my head and sighed. She had it all wrong. Other than that one night, there was nothing between me and Nathan—and there never would be. We came from two different worlds. What kind of man was Nathan Spence? With a flick of his wrist, he could shake the entire Milshire. He owned properties and businesses all over the country. He kept a low profile, but everyone knew he was a billionaire.

"It's yours now. Everything but the security server is gone. I even packed my suits. I won't be needing them." Vivian accepted the glass of dark red wine. "Thank you, Elias. For all of it. For believing in a life that wasn't built for a billionaire." "I believe in you," he corrected, turning his body toward her. "I have no idea how to run a sustainable lifestyle. My knowledge stops at maximizing profit and acquisition. I am a retired CEO with no marketable skills outside of global finance." A genuine smile touched his lips. "I'm going to need you to teach me how to exist in a world where things matter more than money."

A crisp white shirt that clearly belonged to him. I picked it up and inhaled softly. It smelled like him. Fresh and clean. My chest tightened for a moment. “Focus, Roxy,” I scolded myself. I dried myself and put it on. It hung loose on me, reaching almost mid-thigh. Way too intimate. But I didn’t have another option. I rushed downstairs, trying to find Draven, trying to find that stupid envelope, but the news on the LED screen drew me in. “…Draven Sterling amassed nearly the same GDP as his family’s third-generation conglomerate in just eight years. He is currently the youngest, richest, most sought-after bachelor in Manhattan. And last night, he made a shocking announcement at the Sterling

Mercy had certainly left that part out. “Yes.” “That’s… extreme.” “It’s a condition. The men who come here are not average men. They are high-net-worth individuals. Privacy and control matter to them. In return, you are compensated generously.” Isabel swallowed hard. “How much?” “Three hundred and fifty thousand dollars. Tax-free. All living expenses covered with immediate relocation, health insurance, medical care, security, anything you need.” She blinked. That was the number. Her brother’s life. Right there.

At the center of the room stood Richard Sterling, one of the most powerful businessmen in the world, who had apparently arrived in the country without any prior public announcement. Alexander's expression changed as he watched the video. Richard stepped toward the microphone and adjusted it before looking across the room at the reporters. “I came here personally because I have an important announcement to make,” Richard said, placing both hands on the podium as the room gradually fell silent. Alexander turned up the volume, his eyes narrowing as he continued watching. Richard announced that his company had reached a major strategic agreement with Carter Group, including a massive internation

He said with a smirk. When I didn't say anything, he smiled shaking his head. "To start with Richard Stanford is a billionaire businessman dealing in shipping and cargo services. S&S that is Stanford and Stanford has the capability of reaching the most remote place on earth. And in the human world, he is called the most eligible Bachelor." He was typing something on his iPad while giving me information. "Check this out" he said passing me the iPad. It was a magazine article that was dated yesterday. His photograph was on the front as he was holding a beautiful lady in his arms, both looking at each other with love.