Runaway Billionaire Novels & Stories

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”

‘One of the passengers in the business flight is none other than the famous billionaire Ethan Steinfield…’ Michelle dropped the phone to the floor, eyes widening as she heard the news that made her feel such a horror she never once had experienced. “Ethan…”

yeah, she was screwed for sure " class, I am excited to introduce Asher Walker, the CEO of an Elite Corp," the Dean said, the excitement in his voice couldn't be missed and she understood why. Elite Corps was a multimillion-dollar real estate company with its Headquarters in California. everyone knew that the owner of the company was the youngest billionaire in the Country, yet because Asher Walker was a discreet person not even his appearance was known. everyone in the class was shocked to have a f****** Billionaire in front of them. As for Lisa, she felt nothing but dread. She had bullied a Billionaire? no wonder he hadn't called the police when she broke his expensive car, he knew he woul

Only the clatter of cutlery and the soft hum of the AC can be heard. “My friends and I are organizing a charity gala tonight, and I want you both to attend,” he says, pointing his index finger at the two of us seated at the table. “I think it’s time to let my friends and associates know the Davidson future is safe, and worth their money if they invest in us.” My heart flutters. My chest tightens. I’ve never been to these kinds of things before. I don’t fit into the billionaire world. Not only that, but I’ve always been a contented girl. If not for my father’s insatiable quest for wealth, maybe I’d be on a vacation right now—right next to Barry.

The reason he was standing in the rain looking miserable. He wasn't broke. He was burnt out. He was running away from the expectations, the board meetings, the "The Ruthless Heir" title. He wanted to have some peace. And then he met me. A girl with no name. No money. No expectations. I was his vacation. I was his rebellion. A slow, dangerous smile spread across my face. "You poor, sweet billionaire," I said to the photo of him on the screen. "You think you're using me to escape? You think I'm your little charity case?"

And after that day Matilda cut off all connections with Jerald. Matilda realized that Jerald was on the verge of losing his job when they were dating. As the personal chartered accountant to the President of the UN, she quickly ran for safety into the arms of a celebrity actor known for his iconic romantic action movies. She believed Jerald was about to lose everything, and she was not willing to be part of that. All she cared about was her career as a model and finding someone who could sponsor her lifestyle while she gathered money to travel the world—her number one life goal. “Your sister told me all you were up to. Please leave my marriage alone please I am begging you please”

Inside, Tatiana's thoughts were spinning completely out of control . Maxwell was a Sterling . A real Sterling . The heir to one of the biggest fortunes in the entire country . Her heart pounded wildly as she processed this absolutely shocking information . If she had known... if she had just waited a little longer... if she had been more patient... No . She couldn't think like that . But how could she not? Maxwell was a billionaire now . The same Maxwell she had abandoned because he had nothing . Because being with him meant accepting a life of endless struggle and poverty .

“Your scandal-ridden daughter won’t shake the deal. I’ve handled worse press.” Victor offered a thin smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. He tapped his glass without drinking. “She’s not the problem,” he said smoothly. “The problem… is him.” “Him?” Victor leaned forward, clasping his hands. “Her driver. The new one.” The man scoffed. “You’re telling me your billion-dollar empire is threatened by a chauffeur?” Victor’s expression didn’t change. “He’s not just a chauffeur. I’ve watched people my whole life politicians, con men, CEOs. And this one… this Liam? He’s too clean. Too disciplined. Too invisible.”

If he returned, he would thrust her into the blinding world of money that he'd worked so hard to escape. Watt threw a small pebble into the ocean waves, quickly losing sight of it in the foam and turbulence of the water. He was that pebble when he was a billionaire. Unusual and unique in the water, but surrounded and lost. He laughed bitterly. Being a billionaire wasn't all he'd thought it would be. He much preferred the simple life he had here. He was happy here. But Cassie wasn't going to be here anymore. He needed to convince her to stay.

He raises an eyebrow. "What? Are you planning to run away with all my money?" Okay, what? "Jeez, of course not." "I would'nt put it past you, Cheyenne." I huff. "Are you going to answer the question?" He looks at me for a second, as if contemplating if he should answer or not. "I'm a billionaire, Cheyenne. Does that answer your question?" I stare at him, wide mouthed. A billionaire? Well, that changes things.