The Billionaire Holds Me Now Novel Novels & Stories

Then Meryl and her best friend whom he doesn’t even remember her name both wanted the threesome and he was just a happy participant, why is he suddenly placed in the bad light about all this? Slowly, he dropped his phone on his large mahogany table that stretched out across the room, he knew his desk table was way too big for him but no, the bigger, the better and after all he was a billionaire now. He was in fact in charge of all Hatton enterprise. His mind wandered, suddenly thinking about Emily and hoping she hadn’t seen the hate media train that was suddenly following him and even if she did, he hoped she didn’t entirely believe them and understood that was his past life.

I tell myself that I will not be affected by him, but just one touch, and he sets my entire body aflame. I still cannot believe that I let myself be enraptured by that monster to the point of falling for him last year. He took my heart, now he's back for more. Sadly, I do not think I have anymore to give. I turn into the street where my store is, and my mood takes an instant nosedive. My fingers begin to shake, and suddenly, I feel choked. It isn't my store anymore. I'm sorry Momma, Papa, I could'nt save it. I tried, but just how much can a small town girl do against the dictates of a billionaire?

But today, it felt like the walls were closing in on her. "He is here’, Layla warned, her voice quite tight with tension. ‘I can feel his aura’, she comtinued to say. ‘He is not coming here’, Zara whispered back to her wolf while shoving a volume of Botanical History back on the shelf with more force than necessary. ‘He is a billionaire, in fact, a multi- billionaire at that. He is probably drinking champagne with the Dean or members of the Board right now. He didn’t see me. He just probably saw a rude student leaving rather early’. She told her wolf and even more herself, trying to convince herself that, that's the situation of things outside.

My dark hair fell in soft waves. I looked beautiful. Like a wealthy princess from a fairy tale. I was indeed a billionaire tycoon wife now. When I walked downstairs, the maids and everyone present including Damian looked up. His eyes darkened for a second. Then his face turned hard again. “You’re late.” he said. My cheek flushed. “I’m sorry.” He offered me his arm, I hesitated before taking it. The warmth of his skin against mine sent a confusing shiver down my spine. He led me out of the mansion toward the waiting car.

I asked, throat warm. He shrugged, cheeks flushing. “Not long. I started when you told me you wanted Tuesdays. I thought about the smallness of it. I thought about the little ways that keep people from disappearing in their own lives. That sketch? It’s a promise for all the tiny things I want to do with you.” My hands covered the page like a lover would cover a face. The ridiculousness of a billionaire drawing stick-figure children with a pencil pressed into his knuckles made my heart trip in a way that was both humiliating and delicious. I had been given a private catalog of his softest wishes.

Book 4 is another standalone novel that also introduces new plot and characters while still maintaining the Billionaire's secret baby series. ——————- I had a one-night stand with my billionaire boss and surprise! I’m pregnant. And he cannot know. Travis Caldwell. The chiseled Greek god in a suit. It all started when I sold my company to him, which made him my new boss. We were instant enemies. His plans for my business make me want to scream. But before I know it he’s making me scream in the bedroom.

I gave him a hug. Dad never failed to show the best that he can in raising me even he encountered a lot of hard times doing that. Well, what can you expect? Being a billionaire's only child is never easy. Kidnap for ransom is the most common threat in my life that I had experienced and the reason that leads to traumatic experiences I least wanted. “But Dad, you said that you want me to be happy. Isn't it absurd for you to decide whom I'm going to marry?” I asked him in a low tone of voice.

I was about to tap the call button when I looked at Aina. What would I tell her? That she was sick? That I suddenly needed money for a treatment I couldn't afford? And then there would be questions about her father. Why did I need the money? Why couldn't the billionaire CEO of Blackridge Holdings pay for his own daughter's treatment? Why was his wife the one struggling to save her? My thumb hovered over the call button. I stared at the name until my vision blurred, then lowered the phone. I couldn't expose my marriage to Adrian. Not like this.

I smirked and turned around to wait for her first order. “Um… can you please get the pan?” I did as I was told and we worked together till dinner was ready. When everything was packaged into the refrigerator and she was gone with her own portion I insisted she carried, I settled into my favorite armchair in my living room and turned on my phone. The headlines flooded my screen just like I had predicted: Manhattan’s most eligible billionaire found grocery shopping with an unknown woman by his side. Popular billionaire Alessio Castelli caught on the streets of Manhattan with a new female companion who looks nothing like his usual type.

I didn’t even realize they were shaking. “Ava, sweetie. I saw The Madame walk into the building after you. Are you okay?” Am I okay? That’s the question, isn’t it? I’ve been hounded for 4 years and it never seems to end: my ex-lover, the art presenter, landlords, and now a billionaire who wants to marry me for some perverted pleasure of his. Am I okay? I examine the card meticulously, turning it over in my hands. All my life people have had all this power over me, and now the most powerful of them all has stepped into the mix.