The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back Novels & Stories

Everyone thought I was cursed but I now I think they are right. The only reason I am still alive now is for my son. I will do anything to be with him. I won't lose him too. SOME MONTHS LATER I moved on with my life. My child William is now walking and all the backlash is gone. I would have loved to have a much paying job with my school certificate but it's so hard. I see the news everyday about how Alexander is happy and taking the business world by storm. I expect him to be married now.

I leave his room and as I close the door, a realization hits me. He's a son of a billionaire. He may also be an heir of Mister Rusco's company. He's rich. He can buy whatever he likes with a flip of his wallet. I can take out a loan from him to pay for Mom's treatments and medications. If I just have the guts to say it all to him. I also fear that if I didn't pay his money back at the time with the interest he'd like, he could end my life. Ugh, stop overthinking, Stella. You need financial help, and here's Ryle already. This is an opportunity, yes. But I'm anxious. I spin half a revolution and then swing the door open. I come back into his room only to find him shirtless, the heavenly sculpt

, she blurted out bitterly, “we didn’t sign a prenuptial contract. Five years later he became a billionaire, thanks to the company where I was the first to invest.” “You became billionaires then.” “I'm so used to him repeats that it is thanks to him that I can't even attribute it to me anymore,” she sighs. “Apart from investing my money in it, I haven’t done anything.” “Without you there would have been no Company. So no billion.” I wink at him and his smile stretches. “That's exactly what my son told me said. I don't care much about money, but he thinks I should beat to get half. He just wants to piss off his father.”

The music was blaring as pain and anger exploded In my veins and the urge to punch this old man grew stronger. He took all the bundles in his hands and stood close to me. "What do you say? Two million?" Not even in your next life, papa. Just as I was about to talk, I heard a familiar voice behind me. "Apologies, but this one is mine." His voice was so divine. He had the sexiest I could ever imagine. I raised my head only to see the almighty billionaire talking to the old me in front of me. "Look for someone else, kid. My eyes are already on this particular chick." The old man said to the billionaire, who chuckled in delight.

Not another man. Take a deep breath, Calcifer. You don't want to scare Winter. You will get her back. You’ve got to show her that she needs you more than her boyfriend. Be true to your words and never lie to her. Again. "If you say so," I replied coolly. I crossed my legs, leaned back, and eyed the bastard. He was handsome. I could say, but I could provide well more than him. And my son will have everything that money could buy. If he wants it. I was already a billionaire and what was his job? Was he sure he could provide everything that my child needed?

It was also double the size compared to our house, so I knew Uncle Richard was really wealthy. I took a deep breath before following him downstairs. I had to look for him because I couldn't see him when I went down. I looked around until I found him outside their house. I walked slowly towards him until he noticed me. When he saw me, he gave me a sweet smile, which I returned, then took a deep breath. "Are you okay?" he asked me gently. I nodded in response. "Just forgive my son, okay? That's just how he is, but he's kind. You'll get along eventually."

He gave an evil smirk and walked right toward me. "Please don't touch her" Dad pleaded, and he came close, towering above me like a high wall. He grabbed my jaw, turning my face from one side to the other as if he were examining me. I was scared as hell as I was standing face-to-face with the man, I later learned his name is Mace Hunter, the billionaire cartel leader of New York City. Mom's chemotherapy milked us dry, and our family finances depleted in a matter of months. Dad became so desperate and determined to save his wife that he didn't think twice before borrowing from the devil himself.

He slowly backed into the road, this time, he didn’t hit anyone again. “I can’t believe this people,” I said. He looked at me from the side, but said nothing. “Do you know that almost everyone on earth has found out the great billionaire’s son was marrying a nobody? They have a lot to say about it.” He shrugged. “I bet one of those is you’re an insanely beautiful woman,” he said easily.

I will never forgive the Walters for this humiliation and I promise to pay them back. The only way I could make them pay was to become rich and come back for my son. With determination in my heart and a sternly resolve across my face, I vowed to come back to come claim my son but the only difference was that this time, I won't come back as a poor and wretched man. I will come back as a billionaire and I'll get my son back. Whether Janis liked it or she didn't. My eyes drifted down to the dollar notes the woman threw at me and my fist clenched in anger, my eyes seething in rage.

She was shocked—and couldn’t believe any of it. “Don’t worry, I’m okay,” was all I said in return. (Are you sure? Just tell me if you're not okay—I’ll come over right away.) Even if I said I wasn’t okay, I’d still have to be. I have to stay strong for my son. I don’t want this to be another reason for me to fall back into weakness. (By the way, I found out something about your new boss. My gosh, Athena—his family is crazy rich, especially him. Turns out he’s a multi-billionaire! On top of that, he’s a well-known figure in the business industry. Did you already know that?)