Romance Billionaire Books Novels & Stories

He shouted, Is he fucking kidding me, I admit he's hot, but what the hell does that have to do the job? It's always the rich folks thinking ahead of themselves. “Mr. Knight, that is your name right, good. I don’t know what world you live in that you think every woman wants to get in your pants, but I Reyda don’t. Secondly, a young nurse wins the heart of her billionaire boss and lives a life of luxury. What types of books do you read, get a life.

Louise said happily and invited these handsome men to sit down. Sebastian stood next to me and I smiled. I can see him grin. Sebastian's POV: "Hey dudes, I'll bet my car if Sebastian doesn't flirt today!" Willis said with a smile. "Of course that's not flirting. I'll bet my yacht, Rosalinda my love. Fucking bet it on," Bruno said with a grin.

Queen of my Heart Synopsis Ronald Gidwani, a billionaire, who is also a single father, finds love again when he meets Raina, The Queen Of His Heart. ........... "I think that will be all for today, Gabriel. I have to head home now. You know Alessandra will not go to bed without me." Ronald said as he stood up from the chair behind his desk and started arranging the files on the desk. He was trying to sort out the documents to take home for the weekend to work on and the ones to leave in the office.

" I asked, feeling pissed off. "Besides, he doesn't even love that lady. They were forced to get married for f**k sake!" "Are you kidding me?" She scoffed. "Did you just say Ryan doesn't love, Bethel? Please Karen, don't act like you don't know what's going on. He bought an expensive Bugatti for her for valentine. You also told us about the expensive necklace he bought for at the mall. And just yesterday, she was staying alone with him at his mansion. So, are you still tryna say Ryan doesn't love her?

he said, his voice breaking into a small smile, “I get to choose what matters. And it’s not the company. It’s not the headlines. It’s you.” I wanted to argue. To tell him he was being reckless, foolish, romantic to the point of ruin. But when he kissed my forehead, all I could do was hold him — because deep down, I knew this was the beginning of something real. Not the billionaire and the artist. Just Rand and Elena. And in the quiet after the storm, that was enough.

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The air was crisp ,perfumed with a faint mix of grapes, lavender and roses. Scarlett Monroe was no longer the ex wife who was forcefully divorced and sent away or the girl who had scrubbed tables in a rat-infested motel. She was now a self made billionaire and CEO of Monroe Luxe.Co - an elite interior branding company that catered to private jets, luxury hotels and billion-dollar real estate empires. She was wealthy! Her phone buzzed on speaker as she leaned on the edge of her sleek marble counter. Roxy’s voice came through the line, now smoother but unmistakably her. Their friendship had grown so much stronger over the years and Scarlett had opened up to her about everything.

Hearing him acknowledge her abilities so directly left her strangely unsettled. Fortunately, the shock only lasted a few seconds. Then common sense returned. "Competent people don't marry their bosses." "They do if the offer is good enough." There it was. The billionaire. The man who had spent so much of his life surrounded by wealth that he genuinely believed every problem had a price tag attached to it. No matter how serious the situation became, his first instinct was still to solve it with money. Charlotte slowly folded her arms across her chest and fixed him with a skeptical look.

Designer names she didn’t even know how to pronounce. Rows of shoes lined up by color. Boxes stacked taller than she was. A single glittering clutch that looked like it cost more than her first car. “What… is all this?” she whispered, eyes wide. Rafael appeared behind her. “I may have gone a little overboard.” “A little?” “It’s just a few outfits,” he said innocently. “For our date today.” Lena turned. “I have clothes.” “Yes, but now you have clothes that scream ‘I have a billionaire boyfriend who worships the ground I walk on.’ Much better vibe.”