The Billionaire Heir Novels & Stories

, I quizzed, while he nodded softly. I gasped when he confirmed it. Sonia really caught a big fish this time. I mean, the Sanders are a top name. They are one of the top 5% that own the world’s wealth. They have several companies and the heir was definitely the one who I just saw Sonia with. Jeff Sanders. The hot handsome billionaire heir. Sonia, really? I just couldn’t understand why she still had to f*ck the dad when she had already gotten the heir. She could have everything with Jeff alone…

“This was also part of his plan. That woman knew she wasn’t your mother. The plan was always to get you in such a state of trauma that he would always have a way to control you anytime he needed to.” “But….why is he so evil? She tormented me all my life… and for what, a few millions?” “Billions, my dove.” My eyes widened to the size of saucers. “Billions???” “Yes. You’re the lost heiress of the Everhart fortune.” He announced, his tone a bit louder at the revelation. “This was your story, and you revealed it perfectly. You and your siblings are the heirs to the generational wealth in our name.”

I asked and everyone, literally, everyone looked at me as if I had just landed from another planet. “You don’t know who Adrien Russell is?” Racheal asked and I shook my head. “You must be living in caves to not know him. He is the most handsome, single billionaire in the states. He will soon take over his father’s business of restaurants and hotels all over the world.” Megan explained and I stood there shocked. So the person who helped me and saved my life yesterday, was a freaking billionaire. No wonder the management of the lodge gave him so much importance. “But I highly doubt that now. Seeing that his and his family's reputation is at stake. I never knew he was such a player.” Hannah sho

My head stutters for a moment, and my eyes take in more light than I anticipated; everything stops as my thoughts catch up. The guy I had slapped and made out with last night was none other than the billionaire heir I was supposed to interview. I suddenly remembered his last statement to me on the night we had sex at the hotel which was; "Let's just say that I'm not your average guy." Truly, he isn't an average guy, but a fucking rich billionaire heir!

Xyla put on her sunglasses, picked up her bag, and walked out of her hospital. Mindy held up the umbrella for her. “Don’t you know who your rich boyfriend really is?” She got into the car. “Who is he?” “He’s the heir of the Hathaways from Yaramoor, the richest family in the world. He’s at Zlokova to discuss his project with Eastwood Enterprise, and when the director found out who he was, he was overjoyed. With Mr. Hathaway investing in his production, the A-listers are trying to work with him for his next film.”

I can see his preferences and studies—oh, he’s from Vancouver as well. “He doesn’t look like a bad choice.” I jump in fright. I didn’t notice when Myra came behind and how long has been staring at my phone. “Yeah, except he doesn’t have a DP. He must be pretty hideous if he doesn’t want to share his photo on a dating site.” “Or maybe he’s drop-dead gorgeous. The mysterious billionaire heir of a renowned aristocratic family.” I roll my eyes and flick her forehead. “Stop daydreaming. You’re already married.”

Especially after sending me another piece from his line. “You’ll see me soon,” I cut in. As if on cue, the door opens. Dave steps aside and I exit the car. The flashes hit instantly. “Isn’t that Lior?” “That’s him. The youngest billionaire heir.” “Heir to the Ashbourne Group.” The amazement never leaves their voices as I walk onto the carpet without looking their way. I am not here for attention. I am here because my name is attached to the sponsorship. Because I have always been on the timeline, no matter how hard I try to stay invisible.

Tonight was the Bennett Foundation Gala five hundred of New York's elite crammed into the Plaza, writing checks they'd never miss to causes they would never think about again. And he would be there. Dante Russo. My chest tightened just thinking his name. I'd seen his face in Forbes, in the Wall Street Journal, on the covers of magazines that treated him like some kind of king. CEO. Philanthropist. Self-made billionaire. They had no idea what he really was. What we really were. I turned from the window and picked up my clutch it was small and expensive, containing nothing but lipstick, a fake ID, and the kind of courage that only comes from having nothing left to lose.

I closed my eyes tightly and harshly when I felt his breath on my skin. "I said, date me." Holy fuck. That whisper made me goosebumps. He used his sexy and hot tone to seduce me but there is no way I get seduced by him. My wall is tight and no one can break it, especially him who is just nothing. "Who are you for me to date?" I gathered all of my strength just to throw that word toward him. Yes, who is he for me to date? I don't even know him other than he is a CEO and a billion heir. He has no right to just ask someone to date him, especially me. I mean, yes, they can ask, but not the way this Ramirez is doing right now!

He held their hands and walked them to the stage before taking the microphone again. "Lol, I know I was funny, I can swear that this is the first time I acted that way in my entire life, Hannah, are you sure you are not controlling me? I'm now acting like a baby sick in love, hahaha." He laughed. "Okay, time to be serious, you see these two people, they are my biggest strength, yeah these past days has been hell for us, but together, we survived and we are going to survive more and more obstacles and we are going to fight till the very end, my Champ, my unknown Heir, if this should be a story, I will title you, the Billionaire's Unknown Heir, I so much love you, my child." Clark stated and k