The Billionaire Heiress Novels & Stories

I mutter into his chest, "he doesn't act like I exist unless other people are around. He gets a new girl into his bed almost every night. This marriage is a joke." "I'm sorry," he mutters into my hair, "if I could do anything I would. Who is the guy you're marrying?" "Leon Bailey," I tell him while lifting my head off of his chest, "he is the worst person, I thought that Jacob was in my business class. I was so wrong!" "The stupid billionaire playboy?" Oliver asks and I nod, "he's on almost every magazine this month. He's the talk of America basically."

JENNIE'S POV: I paced back and forth in my grand, luxurious penthouse apartment, feeling the cold, sterile atmosphere seep into my bones. Each echoing step reflected the frustration that had been building within me for the past few weeks. Our family's legacy, the company, was on the line, and Sarah, that wench, with her cunning ways, had somehow succeeded in swaying public opinion against us.

How dare he. Don't get me wrong when I said he was a millionaire. Yes, he was a millionaire, but I wasn't a gold digger dating him for his money, it was the other way round. He was a millionaire, heir to a company, but, I was Fiona Katherine Winchester, billionaire and CEO of Winchester Group of Industries, the third most successful company on the entire continent, and, his company worked for mine. He was dating me for my money and I was dating him for my peace of mind.

He might be a billionaire, but he was also the man that had struggled, he was also the man that had known pain. And Abigail knew that those two things together, could be an amazing force for good. After all, look at her, look at Lyall. They had suffered, and so, they were willing to endure great personal hardships to stop that same suffering in others. Abigail knew that was Mark's heart, too. Abigail knew he was better than her, than Lyall, than all of them put together. And besides, it would be a little hypocritical of her to refuse him now on the basis of his wealth, when she had just unearthed laws making herself one of the youngest female CEO billionaires in history.

The door of the changing room opened and Cara stepped out. “You’re looking breathtakingly gorgeous in this one!” Genelia’s compliment brought a smile of satisfaction to Cara’s face as she looked into the mirror. “But it’s very expensive. I don’t think Keith would like me spending so much money!” Cara pressed her lips. “Are you kidding me, girl?” Genelia was taken aback by her words. “You’re getting hitched to a billionaire! You can purchase every damn gown here and Keith won’t even question you!” Cara wrinkled her forehead. “Billionaire?”

His hands were all over my butt, caressing and squeezing. "I know how much you hate Hailey. We can have her easily cornered and rendered helpless. Just say yes." At the mention of Hailey and his promise to help me deal with her, my ears perked and my interest piqued, especially when the flashback of how today had gone at the mall filled my mind. That bitch! "Do you know she's a heiress? Her family owns the Codza company." My voice was now coarse. Heavy with lust. "How do you think I was able to help Christian carry out the plan to get her inheritance from her six years before?" His tongue evoked a shuddering sigh from me as it slithered around my left ear.

Reid said, running a hand through his hair. “Her who?” “Jacintha,” Reid cut him off, eyes fixed on Jacintha. “Wish me luck.” He slipped his phone into his pocket, adjusted his cuffs, and went upstairs The elevator when he stepped in. “I'm telling you, this isn't worth the price”, Jacintha argued. “Why would you put this beauty up for just $120,000?” The shopkeeper looked tired and confused. She had run out of ideas. How rich was this Heiress that she thinks, a single ring for $120,000 was too cheap. She had seen spoilt ladies from rich families but this is new.

"That's the one! Niel's long-lost daughter—just brought into the fold, already inherited ten billion, and officially named the heir to the Morrison empire!" The person sharing the news was clearly at the event. "This banquet is insane. Three layers of security. No one can get within ten feet of her—she's being kept under wraps." The group chat went wild. "Ten billion? That's the kind of luck you don't even see in movies!" "What's she like? Stunning? Single?" one alumnus joked. "If she's my type, I might just shoot my shot…" "Keep dreaming. I caught a glimpse from across the room. Her aura's unreal. In a champagne-colored gown, standing under the chandelier like she was glowing. That profile

He is a billionaire not because of inheritance but pure effort. He has a fiancée for whom he will find a gift at this auction. But a different gem caught his attention. As if at first glance, the beautiful young woman immediately captivated his eyes. Eleanor, on the other hand, couldn't believe it, in front of her was a very handsome man, not old and not looking hungry for flesh either. "Eleanor Lualhati, a virgin probinsyana, Sold to the Billionaire!"

It cut deep; her own mother had branded her a criminal in the blink of an eye. Before Lydia could defend herself, the tension was struck. "Well, Adrian, the Sinclairs are here to negotiate the marriage alliance between you and Natasha. It is destiny. The uniting of the sole heirs to two of the greatest empires in this nation. It’s the single best thing that could ever happen to both our houses." It was a miracle that the patriarch of the family remained completely unbothered by the scandal swirling around the Sinclairs. He had to be incredibly pleased with Natasha to overlook a mess like this.After all she was the Heiress just as he mentioned.