Submitting To The Billionaire Novels & Stories

she sniffle unable to finish what she was saying. Eduardo smiled again " Everything, I see everything in her, can't imagine spending my life without her and she is here" Lisa shock her head, Rich people. This was unbelievable, talking about your mistress and inviting her to your wedding, and smiling about it, he was truly a jerk. The crowd couldn't stop murmuring, this only happens one in a blue moon and or it doesn't happen at all, this was new "billionaire invites his mistress to his wedding then call it off at the altar" Lisa thought, headlines like this would be in the news for months.

It was filled with people whose faces I barely even recognized. My father’s arm was rigid as he held onto mine and we walked forward. “You’re doing good,” he muttered at me, but I didn’t respond. I kept my eyes fixated on the altar I was heading to, looking at the man waiting for me. My would-be husband, Ashton Langford. He stood with his hands clasped together in front of him and a stoic look on his face. Even without being told, one would know that he was a billionaire heir with his tailored black suit and how untouchable he was.

“No. I own a small flower shop and I don’t work with a team when I do such.” “Do you do these stunts regularly?” “No.” He walked closer to me and leaned down, his right hand resting on the arm of my chair. “Since you’re a dealer, let’s make a deal.” “What do you mean?” “Lets say I believe the whole story about how you want to save your sister. Wouldn’t it be better to have money afterwards as well?” “Where are you going with this?” “Yes or no?” I hesitated but met his eyes. “Yes.”

It’s ten minutes before midnight and I was on my way to grab a midnight snack when I heard gossip at the nurse station. “Hey, have you heard that the billionaire’s daughter-in-law just recently gave birth?” “What’s the name of the billionaire?” The other nurse nudged her, both of them are new to my eyes. Probably a nurse that just recently passed their internship I guess. “Damon Gray. His name is so hot and you know what, he’s a total DILF!” They chucked and I sat on the row of metal chairs in front of them, pretending that I was listening to music but in fact, I didn’t even install it to my phone.

Because if this is some kind of reality show, I would like to resign. I slowly turn in a full circle, no cameras. No director shouting, “Cut!” no hidden microphones. Just a room full of people who are looking at me like I escaped from the psychiatric hospital. I point at myself, “Can somebody please tell me what’s going on?” Nobody speaks, are rich people allergic to conversation? I look back at the billionaire. “No offense. But you look way too successful to answer an online advertisement.” “Yes.” I shake my head stubbornly, “Why do you agree to be my fake baby daddy for two million dollars?”

She shrugged her shoulders making Sana’s eyes go wide. “Bitch? He is one of the most eligible bachelors in LA. His grandfather owns the biggest chain in the hotel industry in the state. He is listed second in the top ten youngest billionaires list. Here. He is surrounded by paparazzi. Oh my God, he looks yummy too. You just hit a jackpot.” She was jumping excitedly up and down while looking still shocked. Her heart skipped a beat. She had never really thought of it that way. Marrying a billionaire meant she would be in the eyes of the media. Her eyes widened.

A visible smile flickered across her lips, as she took a furtive glance at it and returned his gaze at him. "Thanks dad" she replied. "Do you really love him, or did he bully you into accepting his proposal?" He asked with a worried expression on his face. "Why do you think so?" She was shocked and curious as she stared at the worried old man. "That young man is a multi billionaire. I know at least eleven William Olsen owned enterprise in the city, one of which I worked before I became a cop. Some of these billionaires threaten young girls into marrying them and end up messing with them because the have the money and no one dares to challenge them" He exhales, looking away from her. Her eyes

she hissed. "Wait! I saw the news!" Danny scrambled inside, ignoring the skillet. "The billionaire? The shark? Lil, you’ve hit the jackpot! You can’t let him pay off Vane and just walk away. If he’s got that kind of cash, he can fix everything. My new venture, the crypto-bakery—" "Get. Out."

"Well, I’m guessing you won't be needing your old pharmacy job anymore. The job I have for you tonight is enough to pay your mum's bills, clear your debts to me, and leave you with enough to live like a queen for years." "I’m guessing it’s very dangerous then," Freya said, her suspicion growing. "Not too dangerous," Mr. Grant replied, pulling out a file full of photos. "Miss Freya, I present to you: The Seduction Contract." "What does that even mean?" "All you need to do is pretend to be someone and get something I need," he said, spreading out photos of a young man. He was striking - handsome, but with eyes that looked like they had seen too much blood. "This is Darlington Knight. The most

He didn't deserve to die. I took a sigh and placed the paper on the table and scribbled my signature on it. God knows I was not the rightful person to sign, I believe his real wife, the one he cherished, the one he wouldn't dare to hurt, was somewhere catching fun. Why wouldn't a billionaire be a player? They lie and joke with people's feelings, it meant nothing to them since they have enough money, they feel everything depended on it. "I'm done with this," I placed the paper on the table for the doctor.