Taurus Billionaires Novels & Stories

First site Dimitri Valentino CEO of Skylanders Industries, a multi billionaire who owns several chains of 5 star hotels and clubs in the world also is one the world top oil refiners owning the most oil refiners and several other busineses …… Alicia had her mouth open suddenly her headache seemed to disappear , she rushed to find her pink journal and opened to the report , checking the list of top 20 billionaires . Top 20 Billionaires : Alexander Kings . Dimitri Valentino. Aliko Shahibu . Tyler Shawn . Dylan Valentino. ………… Alicia screamed ! and dropped her journal running to Sally's side who was also screaming and jumping around like a little girl . “ Sally, I think I might just have comple

I turned, his gaze still on me. “Who’s asking?”. I faked a smile. He extended his hand, taking a step closer. “Austin Marcus, it's so nice to finally. I recognised him instantly, of course he's the son of the popular Marcus Tyson ... .the billionaire Tycoon. One of the biggest shareholders in the United States. When his company reached out to work with mine, I didn't hesitate, they wanted a partnership deal to shift to the female world with their perfumes, and in the other way round, I'd have them market my product for free and still earn well.

“You don’t know who I am, do you?” Lena snorted. “I’m guessing someone rich, powerful, and incredibly used to hearing the word yes.” “Rafael Blackthorne.” Her hand paused mid-air. The name was familiar. The tabloids. The real estate empire. The luxury clubs. The model girlfriends. The lawsuits. She glanced at him again—yep. It tracked. “Cool,” she said, unfazed. “Still going to need you to pay in cash if your card has more scandals than credit.”

I asked, hoping it would be a lie. " Let me tell Thom. You know Drek's Global?" " Who doesn't know the billionaire. I was small when he died but his name still remain fresh". " Good. You know why it kept on been fresh in your heart,huh?" Granny,can you stop this, my mind trying to pour out but I dare not. " I-- don't know". " That is because he was as prudent as a baby, generous, having that broad heart in accomdating even a mad fellow ". She paused, relaxed in the dining a bit before continuing.

A smirk played on Logan's lips as he rise from his seat and leave the dining hall. After breakfast, I stepped out of the mansion. A cluster of paparazzi had gathered just outside, their cameras flashing like fireflies in the early light. They danced around with an almost choreographed precision, vying for the perfect shot of “the billionaire’s new wife.” Their presence was both overwhelming and strangely mesmerizing, as they performed their routine with a kind of loveliness in front of the eager crowd. I took a deep breath, forcing a confident smile before entering the sleek, black car waiting at the curb.

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

“We will figure it out. I will get another job. I will take out a loan. I will… I will hook up with Alexander Bennett if I have to, I hear he is richer than all the Kensingtons combined!” The absurdity of the comment made a real laugh bubble up from Flora’s chest. For a moment, the crushing weight on her heart lifted, and she was just a girl talking to her sister. “Do not be ridiculous. Alexander Bennett? The Casanova billionaire? He is forty-six, Sash." "So? He is hot for an old guy. And rich. Very, very rich." Sasha joined in the laughter, though there was an edge to it. "I am serious, Flo. You deserve better than this."

MAD “Oh, wow.” That was Tara’s first reaction after riffling through pages of our comprehensive prenuptial agreements. “I’m not protecting my assets from you. I’m protecting yours.” Because I knew the truth. Billionaires and trillionaires didn’t give the exact amount of their wealth to the public, especially families that came from old money like the founders of international banking dynasties and the royal families that made Elon and Jeff look poor. She rolled her eyes. While her arms were folded on her desk, she was just looking at the two sets of our prenups.

She still had enough time to refresh her body in a warm bathroom that fit the cold weather today, before heading to her new workplace. Today is her first day within the Al Matthew Industrial Group. This giant group whose branches are all over Europe. She was finally able to be one of them. After two years of hard work, she has obtained certificates of experience that qualify her to reach that group. She has the job of special secretary to the group's chief executive Adam Matthew. The single billionaire, as the newspapers call him, is, despite skipping 30 years, and with so many rumors haunting him about his multiple women's relationships and being a first-class female visitor.

She asked. “Um. His name is Rodri Darnell.” I said, watching her reaction. She placed a hand on her chin, as if trying to remember where she had heard the name before. All of a sudden, she gasped and fixed a wide stare at me. “No way. No fucking way, Vanessa. Are you talking about The gorgeous as fuck Rodri Darnell of the Dolphin Group?!” I nodded and she let out a shocked scream. “What?! That man is a billionaire! From a family of billionaires! Do you know that? His father literally owns half of this city!”