Submitting To The Billionaire の小説・ストーリー

“If I’m being honest, I’m not kind. Billionaires being kind is not a good thing.” I nodded. “Yes, but don’t deviate from the main topic.” “Which is?” he smiled. “I know what you’re doing, Callum, but let’s be very honest. Why don’t you just contest? Run for this place and see if you buy it or get it or something.” “It’s too late. Somebody already bought it.” “Then make a better offer.”

“It's nothing, just rival companies trying to compel me to revoke the billion dollar deal” “Your billionaire deal”

“You can come back tomorrow, really early. Or, you know, hang around for a while. Sometimes these billionaires get bored, cancel last minute, head off to a hotel with their mistress or whatever. Typical stuff. You might get lucky.” That caught me off guard. I tilted my head slightly. He finally looked up. Young, maybe mid-twenties. Dreadlocks pulled into a neat bun. Clear eyes. Calm face. Zero trace of intimidation. I raised a brow. “Is that so? That’s a pretty bold take.” He shrugged, resting his elbow on the counter now, fingers still idly drumming against the keyboard. “You asked for a table. I told you how it works,” he said casually. “It’s not a take. It’s facts. Rich folks cancel all t

He was stalling at the edge of the door instead of moving towards the couch. "Yes, it's afternoon indeed but not a good one Mr Milano" The grumpy man grumbled, lines forming on his forehead. I tried not to look smug as I exactly knew what he was angry about. It was getting tiring persuading him for an entire year so I bought his friend's company. As expected Nolan had a close relative who was ready to sell out and be happy in his townhouse. His brother. Nolan had invested in that business in the beginning so he was pissed.

"She's been... she's been deceiving a man on a dating app. But she wasn't using her own identity or photos. She was using mine." The revelation hung heavily between us. My mother's eyes widened, but she stayed quiet, encouraging me to go on. "The man she deceived," I resumed, my voice growing more confident. "He's not just any man. He's a billionaire. One of the wealthiest and most influential figures in the fashion industry, Eden Wylon."

It was factual, like noting the temperature. Luna met his gaze, the last of the warm food a solid, unfamiliar weight in her stomach. It gave her anchor. “And you’re not just a billionaire who enjoys midnight silences.” A faint, almost imperceptible flicker in the depths of his eyes. Not a smile. A recalibration. “Finish,” he repeated, a quiet command. “Then we negotiate.” Negotiate. The word was a spark in the sterile air. Omegas didn’t negotiate. They obeyed or they broke. But she was not an omega here. She was Luna, a ghost with silver in her veins, and he had just acknowledged her as a party to a discussion.

"Don't ask me that. Life goes on, Callix. We don't have to dilly dally. Let's just find out a way to fix this." "I don't know how we can find a way to fix this, Michelle." "That's why I called you. I thought I had this under control, but Ashram has corralled billionaires from the Los Angeles billionaires club. Guess that's what's giving him his new found mojo." "Billionaires club?" I asked. I had heard of something like that before. But I never stayed too long in the country so never did get any invite. I wondered if I would have to talk to a couple of people to see if they could let me in.

'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'

My brain, my thoughts, and the need to be alive to remind everyone that there was still someone out there in need of help. After the accident, I started to attract more attention than I would like. Not only were the police interested in the mysterious case of an attempted murder followed by kidnapping, but also the media. I was not only the billionaire stamped on the covers of gossip magazines, I was also the person the police contacted daily about complaints about possible appearances of women similar to Rebecca.

"Oh, I remembered, I needed you tell you something. Do you know, the hospital is being used to turn the black money into white. The big charities that are held, are from the same company and then those companies sell medicines and machinery with hundred times more cost." San told him as she just discovered while gossiping with the nurses. "I know." He added and felt San becoming stiff. "You...." She was stunned. Did she make a mistake in accepting him while Gael smirked. "How you think I reached at this point?" "You...are really..... doing this." She blinked slowly trying to figure out how to deal with this. One man she thought was different and alas he was a bad apple too.