Secret Billionaire Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Good. I thought I’d stop by to discuss a few… family matters with you, Rage.” Rage nodded, his attention shifting to Gabriel, but I could feel the tension in the room, the weight of all the things left unsaid pressing down on me. As I left the office, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was walking away from more than just a conversation. I was leaving behind a truth that was growing too big to hide, a secret that was slipping through my fingers with each passing day. And as I glanced back at Rage, watching him stand beside Gabriel, I knew that it was only a matter of time before everything came crashing down.

Sandra’s POV “What?!” I gasped unbelievably at my father and stumbled backward as the word hit me right in my heart. “You heard him right. You cannot stay here. I cannot bring in my first daughter that the nation knows got married to the popular billionaire, Brian Fenandro. Have you ever thought this through?” My mother's angry voice filled the air as she glared at me in displeasure. “You cannot be a disgrace to me or this family,” She spat out and I gasped.

“If she’s really inside, she could be watching everything we’re doing. Every move.” Harper spoke up from the front seat. “We may have a bigger problem.” Killian looked up. “What now?” "The vault," Harper declared, her voice urgent. "The one under the east annex. The one only you, Silas, and Sophia could access? It was broken into. Two hours ago." "What was inside?" Elena asked, horror unfurling. Killian's tone was quiet. "Black files. Secrets I accumulated over ten years—on world leaders, crime syndicates, international banks. The leverage that kept me ahead."

My pulse thundered in my ears, each beat counting down the seconds until. "One click," I murmured to the empty room. My voice sounded strange in the cold air, too small against the vastness of the data center. "That's all it would take." The screen's glow painted my hands cadaverous as I dragged the files into the waiting folder: - **Blackstone Offshore Holdings** ($2.8 billion in hidden assets) - **Laurent Holdings Liquidation Reports** (with Marcus's forged signatures) - **The Scheherazade Files** (my father's final notes, buried by Damien)

I said, leaning back, "what is he exactly? I mean, yeah, businessman, whatever but I've never seen him with a security team. He just walks around like he's untouchable. What if I had stuffed a pillow over his face in his sleep?" Sierra let out a loud laugh. "Maybe he's some undercover something. Though, rumor has it his granddad was mafia." I snorted. "So technically, he could be mafia-adjacent?" "More like mafia-distant-cousin," she mused. My phone buzzed. I glanced at the screen. New Bank Deposit: $4,000,000 I gasped There was also a note: "There. Don't ever bother me again, you bouncing rodent!"

Brown hung up, and I sighed in relief since this conversation went better than expected. The door opened, and a young secretary came in with a piece of paper in her hand. "I'm sorry, Mr. Green. There were two calls while you were busy. I wrote down the details for you." She placed the paper on my desk. " Thank you," I replied, glancing at her when she turned around. This woman has the body of a goddess. She could easily be successful as a model, so why would she stick to the secretary's role? I caught myself staring at her delicious a*s many times, wondering how it would be to grab it in my hand. Unfortunately, this would never come true, as I played the role of a man in love with Sandra. I

Damian wasn’t just setting a meeting; he was setting a stage where he held all the power. By the time the pale edge of dawn touched the horizon, Devon was already moving. The black case of money sat on the passenger seat, its weight nothing compared to the stone lodged in his chest. Before he had left, he’d gone into the one place in the mansion no one else knew about—a private room hidden during the construction of the house, camouflaged behind a wall panel in his study.

He was old enough to handle the complex, painful truth. The Full Disclosure Evelyn led Lucas to her secure study, the room that once housed the communication tools for the Phantom. She retrieved a heavily encrypted flash drive—a copy of the Lucas File and the Mandate Contract she had kept for this day. "What I am about to tell you is the most important secret of the Quiet Game," Evelyn began, her voice steady. "It explains everything—why we hide, why your father is the way he is, and why you are the most valuable person in two very different worlds."

“And?” He smiled wryly depositing the glass on the table. “Just today, I learnt that the money was never lost. At first it was rumored to be about two hundred billion dollars. But today, my father revealed otherwise. It's actually five hundred billion dollars locked away beneath Kade Corp’s archives in a hidden vault only the three men knew about. My lungs ceased functioning. I blinked, eyes wide as saucers. “What?”

“One of these days, I was balancing his account books when I overheard two men who came to seek him out for an important business, speaking. A secret agency in the government was planning a sweep out because they were being targeted by the FBI. About four hundred billion dollars was going to be moved offshore. Now they were not going to tell the guy I balanced his account the full story. Just bits of it to gain help from him. So I told him when they left. He was so stunned by my loyalty, he decided I'd get a healthy percentage once he found a way to get everything. I provided a way out. On the day the deal went down, I was with him. He was stunned by how well I handled a gun. I'm not going t