Secret Billionaire Novel Novels & Stories

“No way you need money! Each leader has a considerable amount of money each month.” That’s when Valentinos and Riley entered the room. They followed what happened from a video they saw in the room where they worked twenty to thirty minutes ago. Riley held a thick paper and gave them to Jacob. “Here is the evidence of money Stanley receives from the Silent Syndicate each month. After you asked me to check his bank account, I found nothing. He’s sly, indeed. However, he used a secret account to receive the money.”

Figueroa almost fell from his seat and was able to understand what was stated in the bank book and documents, especially the name of the account holder. Jedizon and Zandrex looked at the reaction they saw in the CEO but didn't ask. Mr. Figueroa immediately absorbed the hot chocolate as he typed John Dave's name into his desktop computer in front of his desk. Two words wanted to escape from the mouth of Mr. Figueroa regarding John Dave and this is the, "secret billionaire." Mr. Figueroa passed the files to Jedizon to finish it and the hard copies to Zandrex to photocopy for the copy for John Dave.

'Ok ma, so what do you have me do? 'There' s a billionaire I love and desire him my sister is an obstacle' 'I should get the obstacle out of the way' He is more interested in her than me' 'If you could Kidnap her, he would pay any ransom to get her back 'Wow, cool business' He grinned. 'And I can also have him solely to myself' 'Evil genius' he grinned slowly 'if he could get me pregnant, I would become ultimately part of his life' 'I should get you down first'

"Then humor me, what video are you referring to?" "The one of the first day in the office," Adam folded his hand across his chest. "Of you, flirting with that man that was just now naked in your bed. Charlotte seemed to think you were sleeping with the CFO just to steal money from the company, I will admit, this seemed a little far fetched to me. But I can't deny what I just saw with my own eyes. So just tell me, is this a habit of yours? To sleep with every high-ranking official in my company?" Abigail felt her skin get hot. The man who dropped his papers. That was the man that was in her bed? And how is it possible that he was the second in command to the CFO? Why would he do something lik

He muttered to himself. The next day, the story was printed with a large picture of Theodore. Theodore was in Portugal when he received the news. Natalie was having breakfast when the news was broken to her that Theodore was on Page Six. She opened the newspaper and read the headline “The Forbidden Billionaire’s Dirty Little Secret” Maybe the world can learn new synonyms now. For Mr. Theodore Gilbert is the forbidden billionaire and Miss Natalie Greene is his dirty secret.

❤️ My other books here on GoodNovel are: — His Obsession (Completed) This one's about Justin Carter, a billionaire, who's obsessed with his secretary, Eve Netherland, and wants to have her as his after 5 years. — The Snooty Billionaire's Maid (Completed): This one's about a Maid, Caramel-Roseline (Gift), to a Celebrity Billionaire, Jace Snowman. She's rude and ill-tempered. She doesn't miss a chance to spit at you and wouldn't let anyone make her feel less of herself for being a feisty maid.

CEO Collection Book 3 Secret Proposal from a Billionaire "Marriage? Are you kidding me?" The words spilled from my lips before I had the chance to wrap my head around the ludicrous caveat just read aloud in the frosty atmosphere of the conference room at Blackstone Investments. This wasn't just any conference room. It was a testament to wealth and power, a carefully orchestrated symphony of dark mahogany, pristine glass, and cold, unfeeling steel perched high above the hustle of downtown Seattle.

Good, so good. Donna thought she needed a break, a vacation on an island. Blake didn't take vacations. She needed to work, just push past the block and write. She didn't need the money, she was rich, filthy rich, really. Her gran's inheritance was enough to have her retire on a private island, and her five books had done extremely well. Blake loved writing, getting words on a page, taking her readers on a journey through exotic lands and monster-filled forests. That was what she loved to do. This block was an irritation she didn't need now. And Donna's idea of a vacation was bad, it would just take her away from her work and doing what she loved. Blake cocked her head as she heard her phone

I'm worried. And below it, a news alert: Breaking: Liam Hawthorne, CEO of Hawthorne Industries, secretly marries employee in courthouse ceremony. Details of the whirlwind romance that led to today's shocking union... The story was out. The scandal was breaking. And I had to decide: go back to the penthouse and face my new husband, or keep walking and figure out who I was outside of everyone else's expectations. Mrs. Evelyn Hawthorne. The name felt foreign, heavy, like wearing someone else's identity.

"You will never, ever ask me about my past before this agreement. And you will never set foot in the small apartment I live in now." Julian Thorne stared at me, a fascinating mix of annoyance and dawning intrigue in his eyes. He hesitated, clearly sensing the massive secret that lay just beneath my request. Then, with a curt, decisive nod, he answered. "Agreed. Now sign." I dipped the expensive pen into the ink. There was no turning back. I just sold myself to the one man in the world who could destroy me, all to protect the one thing he already owned. My name is Evelyn Reed, and I just married the father of my secret child.