Taurus Billionaires Novels & Stories

Looking closer at him, I realize I'm standing in the presence of Carlos Russo, the well-known billionaire, and heir to the Russo empire. "Fuck Victoria, this is a big catch!"I screamed in my head but was still composed on the outside. "Greetings, sir," I did a slight bow to pay my respect; Carlos was no ordinary man—rumor says he is a secret mafia lord due to his immense wealth at a young age, but I don't believe it; the mafia thing looks too exaggerated to me. "Welcome, Bunnie," His golden teeth glistened at me, and I passed a polite smile.

“Forget the deal. You’re mine, papers or no papers. The only problem is you refuse to come home. I get it. But I want you to spend the day with us.” I crossed my arms, leaning back against the counter. “My time is too expensive to waste with a man who already has everything.” His gaze dropped to my lips, then back to my eyes, unblinking. “I’ll buy you a McLaren if you spend the day with me.” I froze, staring at him like he’d just spoken another language. “Wait—what? For real?” “Yes, Red. Anything you want. Name it.” His voice was silk over steel. Oh, to be a billionaire’s baby mama, I thought, the smile threatening to break free before I bit it back.

The moment the metal hits the surface, the whispering behind us shifts from a low murmur to an undisguised roar. "Is that a black card?" one of the boys asks loudly, five more of his friends leaning over the partition to inspect the transaction. "Oh shit, it’s an Amex. Yo, dude, you’re fucking rich!" "Don't be illiterate, he's a billionaire," another responds. "He’s actually rumored to be a trillionaire through the sovereign defense sector." A very calm, probably the matured among the clique says. Now I’m the one looking up, my brow arching.

“He was the one who got you that position at the airline.” Michael blinked. “What?” I looked at Darius. “And your job too.” Both of them stared at me. “How?” Michael asked. Darius had already pulled out his phone. “He owns a pharmaceutical company and several real estate corporations. He's known as the youngest billionaire tycoon—” Before Darius could finish reading, Michael snatched the phone from him. His eyes widened. “Billionaire?” He looked at me. “Well, thank God you didn't end up with Timothy—just kidding!”

It was meant to be a greeting, but if I can, I will kiss her from hands down to her breasts. Andrea quickly withdrew her hands from me. “Thank…you” She muttered, her words breaking into bits. It seems she can't control herself either and I'm loving it. Hopefully, they don't feel the tension between us. “That is my Dad. Diego Affleck, Andrea. One of the Richest billionaires in New York, California, Los Angeles. Doesn't rank less than 20th in Forbes.” Fred boasted and Andrea gave him a wryly nod. She couldn't really grasp anything and was trying to keep herself in place.

Hadrian sell the mansion he had when he's still single and bought a new one costing more than 17 billion dollar which lead him to be the only guy in the UAE to own a billion dollar worth of mansion without calculating every single things inside it. Years had passed and time flies so fast. After more than 5 years living as a husband and wife they finally had their first baby, Skye Decimus Aurellian Forbes. A cute little toddler that's adored and loved by millions of people all over the world. He islike the baby version of his mom. A superstar child and heir of all his parent's wealth. He's been also introduce and widely known as one of the riches kid in the world.

She herself was like Layla once she was from a poor Village in Namibia and just a chance encounter with a billionaire she is now married to him staying in a multi billion dollar property life was really something. Linda quickly brought in their snacks and walked so not to disturb them. " Here are the snacks feel free to help yourself, I just want to eat something quickly before we start our session" Melody explained to her. " No feel comfortable I do not mind at all. I heard your husband saying you also studied medicine but you never practiced would you mind sharing why." Melody laughed a little. " Giovanni is a possessive man who does not want to share with anyone, in medicine you work fo

i admit guiltily. "No Gale! It's nothing. Aidan earns more in a week." She explains and rubs my arm. That is a lot of money. I suppose he is a billionaire. I cannot even imagine that amount of money. Hell, I can't even imagine that many people. "Besides, Aidan is getting something which is much more valuable. He's maturing Gale, and I can only assume that's it's your doing." She argues. i smile and brush it off. "I appreciate that. Thank you. How are you doing?" I ask her, even though I don't know her form a bar of soap. She smiles.

The Luxury Magnate — “The Maison Lord” Name: Bernard Arnault Business base: Global luxury conglomerate (haute couture, wine, premium retail) Profile snippets: Cold public persona, obsessed with brand legacy and artistic image; collects art, funds galleries, owns private island retreats; complex family succession. Visuals & habits: Tailored dark suits, minimalist mansion, discreet but iconic brand launches. Conflict hooks: Creative director rebellion, takeover rumors, moral cost of exclusivity vs. modern values. “Your payment, sir? It’s your wealth that brought you here,” the driver said as Drick unloaded their luggage.

" His dad proudly said. At the same moment, Ella Mila and Kathy were chatting with each other, while taking occasional sips of wine. "I'm so glad grandpa finally collaborated with the Danvers, now our family will be the 4th richest in the city in just mere months. " Kathy enthusiastically said. "True that, I bet mom and dad are going to increase our monthly allowances…. now that our family is going to be earning billions every year." Mila said, nonchalantly sipping on her drink.