Secret Billionaire Novel Novels & Stories

ANNA My eyes fluttered open when I heard my bedroom door slowly opening and the first thought that crossed my mind was that I was about to get robbed or kidnapped but that was until I remembered that I was actually in a billionaire's home and over here, they probably had hundreds of armed bodyguards. I quickly sat up on my bed and with my heart beating faster than usual. Even though I could vouch for the security here, I still can't vouch that I was safe since whoever was sneaking into my room could actually be a part of the security and he could be sneaking in here to harass and hurt me. "Who's there?" I questioned, carefully moving my hands to find the lamp switch since the room was very d

I said. Then I went into the library and shut the door, leaving Athena and the bodyguard by the door. Till this very moment, Athena still hadn’t told me about her sexual relationship with the bodyguard, and as much as I wanted to hear about it, I didn’t want to force her into telling me about it…not that I could even get Athena to tell me what she didn’t feel like telling me. I picked up a billionaire romance and began to read. The book was about a wealthy CEO who married his housekeeper’s daughter just to make his ex-wife jealous, and in no time, I got so carried away that I barely remembered anything else.

She had decided to stay mute, as she had plotted it all, how she had gone with Amelia’s phone being encrypted with chat between Henry and her. The thunder made a loud roar, sending a shiver down Lily's spine, her expression showing new will and desperation going stronger. Things shattered when his brother, who had just come back from the state, barged in. His countenance is visible with an unfathomable expression. He had been eyeing the Mafian throne for quite a long time, and he had been seeing her as his trump card until he heard the news too. “Get dressed!” “You're not going to be useful here!.

"We dug deeper and discovered it as part of the documents. Then Sebastian sold it for millions of dollars, and the Russians, as well as Americans, wanted us to locate the last remaining documents that were very important in American history, which I can’t divulge any further. We started the company, a fake mining company in Kenya, with the millions we had because our data pointed us there. The documents were buried in their mountains, but Sebastian became greedy when he discovered that mining there would make the company more money than treasure hunting. Then he used your sister, so I can't say no to him. You two become his leverage." "Then why didn't you tell me?" "I don't want to burden yo

He confessed that he had kept this secret to protect me, to shield me from the dangers that lurked in the shadows. As the weight of the revelation settled upon us, we realized that our lives were about to change once again. We were thrust into a world of intrigue, espionage, and high-stakes missions. Nathaniel, now stripped of the billionaire façade, was forced to confront his past and embrace a destiny he never imagined. Together, we embarked on a journey of discovery and redemption, unraveling the web of secrets that surrounded Nathaniel's double life. We were plunged into a world of dangerous alliances, where trust was scarce, and betrayal lurked around every corner.

She puts the phone away and reaches across the table for my hand. "I want normal." "We'll get there." "I believe you." Later that night, after Sandra leaves, I return to my office to finish reviewing tomorrow's meetings. My laptop chimes. A new email. No sender name or subject. Only one sentence inside. WE KNOW YOUR NEXT SECRET. I read it twice, then a third time. For the first time in weeks, I don't think this is about ruining my reputation anymore. I think someone is preparing for something much worse.

Employed at an elite spa owned by Dean Graham. Primary income for his household. Mother undergoing treatment. Sister still in school. A girlfriend. A secret lover at work. No criminal record. No debts. No leverage. A man balancing too many lives with one body. I felt something tighten, not fear. Recognition. This was not paranoia. I did not believe he was a threat. I believed he was a variable. Variables could destabilize systems. Or redefine them. I closed the file and opened the site of the spa, setting up an appointment for the next day.

Apart from the fact that the guy is undoubtedly a billionaire. I walked into the bedroom and he was in the bathtub, undressed and very much at ease. It was impossible not to notice his most precious details. Embarrassed, I took off my dress and my breasts popped out, leaving all their size and volume under the admiration of the man, who then put his hand on my thigh. "Let me help you." His hand pulled me closer, he took off my panties and gently kissed his way down my thigh until he reached my groin, where he then moved upwards and only then did I mentally admit that I was really in need of a good oral job.

The headlines flashed dangerously before me: “Billionaire Big-shot busted in bathroom bonanza with another dude;” “Toilet tryst torches tycoon’s rep: caught pants-down with a guy;” “Filthy rich and filthy habits: billionaire’s bathroom boy-toy bust;” The morbid names kept coming, each worse than the order that held me bound to where I was as I watched him leave the bathroom. As soon as his presence left I felt some sort of motion in my bones. I moved slowly, pushing the door.

“I don’t understand,” I whispered, heart thudding wildly. “What do you mean I’m yours?” “Exactly what we said,” Asher replied smoothly, his eyes locked on mine like he could see straight through me. “We’ve always wanted you. And now… you’re here.” A slow heat curled inside me at his words. The thought that my billionaire bosses—cold, untouchable, larger-than-life—had secretly wanted me? That they had watched, waited, craved? It sent a pulse of electricity through every nerve.