Taming The Billionaire Novels & Stories

Louise said. "Pepper eater?" I wondered. "Eats pepper. That animal always has pepper in his teeth," Louise answered, making me shake my head. Louise and I spoke clearly for a moment. She told the whole gossip about Joseph. It is said that someone also leaked the video just now of them kissing in a bar. Joseph is rich and a millionaire so he is a famous person. "You know, we'll just drink that pain away. Come with us and let's go to a bar! What do you say, girls?" Louise said and turned to Mercedes.

After 20 years of being in this business, the world calls me a billionaire, but I feel like I have seen it all and it has gotten old fast. Then I met Ava and the colors in my world seemed bright again “Fuck! she is even turning me into a poet.” I need to arrange for a woman, it’s been a while maybe it will clear me of this madness. I think out loud as I pour the scotch into my mouth. My phone vibrates and I see it’s my right-hand man. “Smith, talk to me.” “Sir, we have a bit of a problem the CEO of MegaCon refused to sign.”

He was going to have her. "I know Sir." His assistant whispered, flicking her phone, "She told her sister that she didn't like going to rich places, and she didn't want her face anywhere on the screen, so she just came here to binge and buy a few novels." Kane wanted to laugh at her incredible smart skills, hell, that woman was trending on the screen, the most beautiful out of the Denver Triplets. His assistant was saying something, but Kane was already halfway gone towards the woman behind the counter.

"So lethal, so perfectly matched to me in every way." I smiled down at him, letting my own predatory nature show. "Someone has to help you protect your empire," I teased, though my voice was rough with renewed desire as his hands slid up my thighs. "Though I seem to recall you promising to teach me some new techniques for handling... delicate situations." Nathan's response was to demonstrate exactly why he was considered Manhattan's most dangerous billionaire, his touch both commanding and exquisitely tender. And I surrendered myself to his possession, knowing that together we would build something far more powerful than mere corporate dominance.

the journalist would say, and move onto another billionaire. I was happy the kissing stunt was working out, and Brian enjoyed it. Gradually, we unfolded to the end of the successor’s summits and my bubbles of joy were full until, Brian left my grip for a thick-looking billionaire who was standing by the corner. He pounced on his prey and started biting the billionaire all over his body. “Brian! Brian! Brian!” I shouted and went after him. But then a pandemonium had been stirred. Billionaires ran away out of fear of the unknown.

Later that night, Aria sat in her tiny apartment, littered with scattered blueprints and a laptop. Yet, she just couldn't seem to settle into anything. Her thoughts were back with Heathen King and all he had shared; his vulnerability stayed with her, haunting her like a whispered whisper. The man behind the ruthless billionaire persona was more interesting than she could let herself admit. He wasn't what she had expected. Her phone buzzed, pulling her out of her thoughts. It was a message from Anna:

Eds protested. "I beg to differ," Taron clicked his tongue. "Dagger saw you looking all sweet last week for the rich guy. I should have known that bastard looked familiar." "What are you talking about?" She inquired. "Mr Tai chi is the billionaire who got dumped by his actress girlfriend two weeks ago. He was the one Dagger saw you with last week." Taron explained. "You got yourself a great catch, sweetheart." "I was doing a job." Eds informed him. "Nothing more."

I stare at her. “What?” “Holy shit, Alice, he’s a billionaire.” “What?” “That’s nine zeroes.” “What?” Her giggle holds a touch of hysteria. “Oh my God. What was he doing on Tinder?” My brain is refusing to compute. “I’m guessing he likes being anonymous. I would think billionaires have trouble with women being after their money, don’t you?” “Oh Alice. Did you have any idea?”

“But need I remind you she’s not getting married to you! You didn’t even propose to her. I gave her that title, and I can remove it. She’s here to be MY breeder; we just need your sperm.” Nathan stood up. “How does it feel not to have control over this? Frustrating, right? Infuriating?”A sick smile curled on his lips. “Well, brace yourself, because this is just the beginning. You need my sperm, but you’re never getting it. You can’t control what doesn't belong to you, Valentino, and I am going to teach you that.” Nathan didn’t wait, he walked out. I stood up. “Nath—”

How I wish he was here to tell me all this was some sick imagination or dream. But ghost doesn't speak. “Who is he?” I asked, my eyes still fixed outside the window. She didn't answer. I didn't expect her to. She even dressed better than I did. “I deserve to know.” A long silence, then, “Was a man with influence, power and money.” “I believe that's not all to tell about him.” She sighed this time, irritated. “He was a billionaire. Cold, private and dangerous, some say.” My breath caught. “Dangerous?”