Secret Billionaire Jayden Novels & Stories

For a moment, the world outside didn’t exist—only the steady rhythm of his breathing, the faint scent of his cologne clinging to the sheets, and the way his arm draped over her possessively, as if even in sleep, he refused to let her go. Then, the sharp vibration of a phone shattered the peaceful morning. Adrian groaned, his face still buried in the pillow, as he blindly reached for his phone. Sophia, still drowsy, watched him with a lazy smile until he suddenly stiffened. His brows furrowed, the sleep clearing from his eyes as he stared at the screen. "What is it?" she asked, propping herself up on one elbow. Instead of answering, he turned the phone toward her. "Billionaire Adrian Blackwoo

**“Damian Cavendish: Secret Heir Revealed!” She clicked the video. Grainy footage of her and Julian leaving the penthouse played, Damian’s security team blurred in the background. A narrator’s voice declared, “Sources confirm that billionaire Damian Cavendish has a secret son with his former fiancée, Sienna Blake…” The words blurred in her mind. She couldn’t breathe. “They weren’t supposed to release this,” Sienna whispered. Cole nodded grimly. “We’re doubling security. No one’s getting close.” Her thoughts spiraled. “Julian… does he know?”

In the weeks that followed, Ryan continued with work, Tom did as well. Amelia worked in ways of getting back on track, mentally and emotionally. "Today, we bring the news of a very successful business tycoon, our very own King of finance _ Ryan Anderson. A lot of rumors have been spreading about the root of Mr Anderson's wealth," Anne, a top broadcaster reported. "The police are currently investigating Mr Anderson and are probably on their way to the company," Bryan, a fellow broadcaster added.

Book 4 is another standalone novel that also introduces new plot and characters while still maintaining the Billionaire's secret baby series. ——————- I had a one-night stand with my billionaire boss and surprise! I’m pregnant. And he cannot know. Travis Caldwell. The chiseled Greek god in a suit. It all started when I sold my company to him, which made him my new boss. We were instant enemies. His plans for my business make me want to scream. But before I know it he’s making me scream in the bedroom.

Apart from being the Alpha of the Werewolves, Jayden was also an infamous Ceo of the Quinn's company. He was a multi-billonaire and was super rich as his business was doing well. He rarely appears in public or the company as he had people working for him and he only needs to sign documents brought to him. He left his company under the care of his most trusted people who were also Werewolves and decided to mind the business of the park house. He was just signing the last document when he heard a gentle knock on the door. He knew that it couldn't be his Beta or Gamma because they would have mind link him if they were coming to meet him in his room.

"Stick around as much as you like. Call me if you need anything." "Wait, you are leaving me alone?" I asked, eyeing Dustin cautiously. "With this guy?" Sierra laughed, "Don't worry, McKenna. I trust you can handle Dustin. Just call if you need assistance." With that, Sierra excused herself, leaving me alone with Dustin in the hallway. He leaned against the doorframe, that smirk still playing on his lips. "So, McKenna," he said, his tone teasing. "You are now the newest heir to the Hunter Brooks empire, huh? Must be exciting."

Emmett asks; hitting the green answer button on his phone to speak with his private investigator. “Nothing” Mike replies with a sigh. ‘Huh?’ Emmert exclaims to himself. “Nothing; what do you mean by nothing? There must be something” Emmett asks confused; running his hand through his hair. “It’s not really nothing” Mike states down the phone. “She has a social security number and a bank account containing $6.2 million; a twitter account she rarely updates. Owns a penthouse apartment in the city. Has a bodyguard/chauffer by the name of Vincent Armalli and a personal assistant called Tiffany Walker.”

She was fuming now. "Tell me your silly secret." Jayden looked at her, his eyes filled with sadness. She would never understand to what length he was going just to make her understand this. He was betraying his identity, and the identities of over thirty werewolves that lived in Palm Springs City, alongside everyone else, something he did not think that any wolf in the present or distant past had done, just to make her see what the truth was. The truth he had been hiding all along. "I am not what you think I am, Alisa, but I have hidden this from you for too long and want to make you understand right now." He said and swallowed, his eyes on Alisa before continuing.

Black suit, ruthless jawline, eyes so dark they seemed to pierce the camera itself. The caption beneath his name made my stomach twist violently: Lucian Backwood. CEO. Heir to Backwood Enterprises. The man I’d given myself to in a haze of grief and alcohol wasn’t some anonymous mistake. He was one of the most powerful men in New York. “No,” My voice broke as I stumbled back, pressing my hand over my mouth. “No, Maya, that’s not possible. It can’t be him.” “It's a fact.” Maya’s voice was iron. “I triple-checked. And guess what? He’s not just anyone. That man is Lucian Backwood, billionaire, golden boy of the corporate world.” Her eyes locked onto mine. “And the father of your child.”

Then he reached for one of the drawers on his desk and pulled out a thick envelope before sliding it toward her. Sophia stared at it in confusion. Even without touching it, she could already tell what was inside. Money. A lot of it. Her chest tightened. “What is this?” she asked quietly. The manager leaned back in his chair before answering. “It came from Mr. Hudson’s people.” Sophia felt her throat go dry. “They reviewed the CCTV footage and saw you entering the VIP suite last night,” he continued. “They instructed me to hand this to you personally.” Sophia slowly looked down at the envelope again, her fingers trembling slightly.