Romance Billionaire Books Novels & Stories

“He expects you at his office within the hour.” Elena’s heart skipped. Damian Cross—the infamous billionaire whose empire stretched across finance, media, and real estate. Newspapers painted him as ruthless. Employees whispered that he was a man without warmth, without mercy. And now, he held her family’s fate in his hands. “Do I have a choice?” she asked bitterly. Adrian gave her a measured look. “He doesn’t usually give choices.”

I asked. "The girl he’s been in love with since they were in diapers," Gracie said. She walked over and took the water bottle from my hand, setting it down. "Her family and his are practically royalty in the wine world. They grew up together in France. Word is, he’s been waiting for her to notice him for a decade. She’s poised, she’s quiet, and she’s the only person he actually listens to." I felt a strange prick of annoyance in my chest. "He looked lonely at that club. He didn't look like a man in love."

“Where I’m from, if the shower tries to kill you, you just die respectfully.” God. This woman. My mouth almost betrayed me with a smile. She shuffled awkwardly. Tightened the robe. “I’ll just go back to pretending this never happened,” she mumbled, stepping past me. Then— “May.” She paused. I didn’t even know why I said it until the words came out. “That robe… it suits you.” She blinked, stunned. “Was that—are you flirting? I know I’m irresistibly hot, but I don’t appreciate billionaire sugar daddies.”

“It doesn’t look like nothing, Kenna.” “That’s because you have a warped mind, Xander and think the lowest of the low about me. You always did. All I was to you was a commodity for your girlfriend, Violet.” She chuckles. I am angry now, how dare she even refer to Violet as my girlfriend. She is not and I do not intend to have one for a very long time. Sure, at some point I will need to think about remarrying, I need an heir to carry on with my business, the empire I have built with hard work, blood, sweat and yes some tears along the way. I have sacrificed so much to be able to be successful and one of the richest billionaires in the Americas and taking Europe by storm.

Elena I woke to a soft knock on the door, sunlight already pouring through the floor-to-ceiling windows like judgment. The bed—king-sized, cloud-like, oppressively pristine—felt more like a display prop than a place to sleep. For a second, I forgot where I was. Then I saw the envelope again. Reality rushed in like cold water. I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, and pulled the silk robe tighter around me. The floors were warm beneath my bare feet as I padded to the closet. A rack of clothes had appeared overnight—dresses in soft neutrals, tailored blouses, delicate heels. None of them were mine. Of course not. I picked a pale cream blouse and high-waisted taupe trousers, polished and mo

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Sarah giggled. “Why not get get married to him then?” Chloe wiped her tears as they rolled down, “He is a billionaire right? And you love material things, you should just get married to him and..” “How dare you speak to me like that!” Sarah flared and tried to move closer to Chloe, but Isabella stopped her. “You don’t have to do anything Sarah, she will get married, whether she likes it or not.”

When the Chandler sisters, Alex, and little Andy returned to the hotel room, they found Jayden there sipping a beer. “Hello, sweetheart,” Jayden said once the door opened and the girls filed into the room. “And sweetheart’s son and friends.” The moment they saw Jayden, Dara and Soriya became awestruck, their eyes bright. So, this was what the kind billionaire who donated millions to charity looked like. Gorgeous to boot! Alexandra was a very lucky gal. The two glanced at each other and giggled delightfully, promising themselves they’d get all the juicy details out of Alex tonight about how the two had met and fallen in love and everything in between.

"I... I don't know what to do anymore. I thought I had everything under control, but now... everything's falling apart." Mrs. Harris listened attentively, her heart aching for the man before her, so vulnerable in that moment of raw honesty. She guided him inside, closing the door behind them, and they settled into the chairs as Nathaniel began to share the turmoil that had been consuming him. The night wore on, but Nathaniel continued to pour out his fears, regrets, and uncertainties, Mrs. Harris provided a listening ear, a comforting presence, and the warmth of a mother's embrace. In that unexpected, late-night encounter, a bond between a cook and a billionaire was forged, one that transcen

He whispers. I bit my lip, chuckling a little. ”Yeah sorry about that, I don’t make a habit of falling into billionaires laps.” He frowned. ” I hope not.” I look up and into those eyes. Those beautiful bright eyes that were as hard as ice, but somehow I managed to melt into. He was so handsome, my heart was beating a million miles an hour. His lips pulled up a little into a smile, a genuine smile... dare I say. My heart nearly stops.