Super Billionaire Novels & Stories

he asked as he examined me. “No, I'm okay, thank you,” I replied politely. I didn’t want to give up on him because I didn’t know what he had in store for me. He nodded and beckoned for one of his men to come. I stared at his suit. It was screaming affluence. It was then that I remembered what the internet said when I decided to look him up. "BRYCE GILBERT BILLIONAIRE. OWNER OF THE BIGGEST CONGLOMERATE IN THE COUNTRY, ROURMED TO BE THE LEADER OF THE POWERFUL GILBERT MAFIA GANG"

Amber kept silent waiting for him to continue because she wasn't getting what he was trying to say. Since when did billionaires start competing for power and wealth? Amber thought. Xavier knew immediately her silence was because she had no idea what he was saying so he elaborated it to her, "Each year the Billionaires Club Wealth hold an annual event where they calculate the total amount of money owned by different CEOs over the years, the one with the highest amount is the winner and he gets to be on Magazines, TV shows, he is going to be known worldwide as San Francisco #1 Billionaire CEO and this year I am the winner" Xavier said proudly. Amber finally understood what he meant, so that's

Another text: *Next time, you’ll be inside. He called Jake. “Take them to the safe house. Now.” --- Past Adriana watched the news from her balcony, champagne in hand. Leon’s face dominated the screen—*“Billionaire CEO Accused of Fraud!”* Richard had delivered. The board was in chaos, investors fleeing. Leon’s net worth plummeted. She dialed him. “Still think you can ignore me?” “What do you want?” Leon hissed. “Everything,” she said. --- **Present**

Was he seriously planning to use that pathetic excuse to cover up the fact that he'd cheated on me… with my best friend? I swallowed bile. “You can’t afford this,” I whispered. “Actually, I can... My family's rich. My father is Sebastian Rossi.” He said it so casually that it took a few seconds for his words to sink in then my mouth dropped open. Sebastian Rossi. Everyone who lived in this city knew that name. He wasn’t just wealthy, he was the youngest, most elusive billionaire on the social radar, and half the blocks in the city’s core belonged to the family's vast and old portfolio. And I struggled to picture Luca's father was someone who even had $300 in his bank account.

right before I shattered. I read about him during slow periods—discreetly, on my phone behind the circulation desk. Articles from Forbes, Bloomberg, a few older profiles that called him “the ghost of Los Angeles finance.” Youngest self-made billionaire in the state. Ruthless in boardrooms. Invisible in tabloids. No scandals. No girlfriends photographed on red carpets. Just power. Quiet, absolute power. I was fucking a billionaire.

There's a visible amusement that sparks in his eyes and I know just why. “Not a restaurant. A construction company.” “A project manager?” “No.” I intervene. “CEO.” In clarification, Kimberly takes her questioning eyes at Sebastian, which in response, Sebastian just smiles and nods. “My brother is a billionaire. President of the biggest construction company in New York City, and your sister works for him. His personal secretary.” The visible surprise and unbelief crosses Kimberly's beautiful face. It's as if she heard something intriguing or devastating. As if an intimidating presence behind her is immobilizing her.

, Justin asked. " Oh sorry, where are my manners?", the voice said, " my name is Tristan Kelly, the current CEO of Kelly Medicals and the heir to the billion-dollar conglomerate, Kelly Group", he said. " Oh, I never thought I'd meet you. I know your dad. We've done business together, and I'm guessing you're the Playboy, drug-loving son, he keeps on whining about", Justin said.

He was used to seeing changes in the attitude of the billionaire owner of a venture company known for his astuteness in business and investment. Yes, he is Gerald Zeroround—the owner of a multinational venture company with unimaginable wealth. The young billionaire is predicted to be the successful businessman of the century. A handsome man full of charm who is still single at thirty-two. Or it could have ended his bachelor life in hours if his prospective bride hadn't disappeared like the news they were receiving.

I reply, moving out of the way so the waitstaff can set my plate down. “It still shocks me that you’re dating Seymore Lewis,” she says, eyeballing her own plate. “Me too,” Ellie says, backing up our new friend. “What’s so unbelievable about it?” I gush, trying to pick up my oversized BLT. “Well, he’s a billionaire, for starters,” Sophia says. “You guys don’t even run in the same circles. The man is used to buying anything he wants. Anything,” she stresses, mixing up her salad with a fork.

"Yes. My grants only cover a third of my expenses, and getting a job is my next step. I don't mind getting a job, but most firms would require me to work full-time. I could work somewhere non-accounting, that's part time, but I wouldn’t make nearly enough money to live off of." Kent was nothing like she expected for a billionaire. Her mother might be aware of her new fiancé's wealth, but Bethany doubted it. She’d done her research, though, and knew that McKenzie and Bryant Accounting LLC was a cash cow. If Kent wasn't worth at least thirty billion dollars, Bethany would be surprised. Still, he was far too down to earth, far from what she expected a billionaire to act like. They were supposed