Taming The Billionaire Novels & Stories

Troy grinned walking towards the brunette girl he was kissing a few minutes ago. “Hello there. I thought you are no longer interested in me.” The brunette girl flipped back her long silky hair showing off her alluring cleavage visible from her heart shaped neckline. “Of course, I am. I was just guiding my friend to follow his body needs.” Troy smirked touching the girl’s waist lightly. “Now you come to me and fulfil my body needs Maya.” Troy grabbed the girl’s curvy hips and pulled her closer towards his body. “Really? What will I get in return?” Maya smirked looking at the richest bachelor of the country. She knew the man was not just good looking but was also the son of the richest man of

He coaxed, a sickening grin spreading unto his features. Having concluded he'd seen enough, he placed his drink back on the counter and made his way over to them. "Hey" he started, the man's features hardening as he looked up at the newcomer, grip on Jessie's arms tightening. "Tesoro(treasure)" he added in a rich Italian accent, eyes flickering between both confused faces before he turned to the guy. "I see you've found my Tesoro," he turned back to look at her, "sorry I lost you for a second amore."

I don't mind as long as my face doesn't become public knowledge. Who doesn't know Jonathan Blaxton? The successful businessman who chose to retire and stay at home with his wife, leaving the massive Blaxton Express company to his capable eldest daughter. Anya said she ended up in the hospital due to pain caused by Sarman's attack. Though she didn't fully blame him, the pain increased after that. Damn Sarman! I won't let him go so easily. If not for him, I wouldn't have to delve into the financial records. Papa found out about this case, and it made him furious.

And he is always a talk in any social media platform --- the young handsome billionaire that every girl dream of. For the first time in a while, I felt a little lighter and little more hopeful. This could be it --- this could be my way in to stand up again. The text from Jake sat in my inbox for a while before I finally gather the courage to open the attachment he sent. My hand tremble a little as I click the link to the job description.It wasn’t a normal tutor job ad -- well nothing about this situation is. I mean how any people can apply to this job-- to tutor a billionaire’s child?

Tallulah looked silently at a huge house in front of her where she would work as a caretaker for a billionaire man. According to the agency, he is blind and needs a caregiver because he just returned home to the Philippines, but apart from that, she doesn't know anything about her job. She didn't know but she was nervous about her new job. Can she take care of a blind man? She took a deep breath before deciding to step into the big house. She had already talked to the agency and the person who hired her as a caregiver the other day and now she was sent to the mansion to discuss her future job and meet the one she will take care of.

He looked so different like this—relaxed, almost boyish. “Perfect,” he said as she handed him a glass and curled up beside him. They sipped in comfortable silence, the tension between them shifting into something softer, something more intimate. “So,” Elena said, setting her glass down on the coffee table. “What do you do when you’re not running the world?” Damien raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. “You mean, when I’m not busy being a ruthless billionaire?” “Exactly,” she said, grinning.

“That doesn’t excuse what you did.” “I know.” “And it doesn’t take back what I saw.” “I know that too.” He ran a hand through his hair, exhaling hard. “But I’m not lying when I say I care. I’m not lying when I say I’ve never felt this way about anyone.” I looked up at him then. Really looked. His jaw was tight, but his eyes were tired. Hollowed out. Not in the polished, staged way billionaires usually looked when they needed sympathy—but raw, like he’d been pulled through something ugly and wasn’t even trying to hide the mess.

"You are smarter than I thought, Dani. I must congratulate you on your big brains!" "What are you talking about?" "You meet a billionaire. You sùck his dìck and swallow his sperms. That sweet little session leads to a rich ring. You become his legal wife. But billionaires divorce their wives all the time and replace them with some bimbo with nice boobs. You don't want to be that bitter divorced wife left with nothing but a broken heart. So you get a baby in a blink. Marriages end all the time. But babies are forever. So you trap him with a bunch of babies. That way even if he divorces you, he can still pour millions into child support every month. And you'll never have to work a day in your

That is how serious it is with him. He has been busy with work recently; hence, he would have had this discussion with her before now as his heart is always beating for just this woman before him. Bexley. The only woman who can tame this arrogant, cold and heartless billionaire and a Mafia Don. However, she is yet to know that part. "What about Denise?". He asked. "What about him?". She asked him. "Stop asking my question with a question Bex". He warned as he glared at her.

“You don’t know what you are yet. But they do.” She stared at him, heart pounding. Then— A sharp sting bloomed in her leg. Blood. The rogue had scratched her deeper than she thought. Kael’s eyes locked onto the wound. “No,” he said. “No—” “What? What is it?” He looked at her like she was a lit fuse. “You’re going to turn,” he said. “Unless I stop it.” “Stop what?!” “Rogue venom—it’s tainted. You’ll become one of them unless it’s neutralized.”