The Billionaire Holds Me Now Novel Novels & Stories

They say revenge is best served cold, but tonight, mine was wearing diamonds, designer silk, and a man the world would kill to touch. Most feared. Youngest billionaire ever heard. I stepped out of the limousine onto the crimson carpet rolled out at the Sinclair Foundation Gala, camera flashes erupting like gunfire. Every eye snapped to me. Every eye blink got snapped—and more importantly, to the man whose arm I held softly. Everyone wants to have a picture of him. Some wanted to touch him but couldn't dare to. The guards made sure he was well protected.

His pointed nose and full pink lips added to his perfection, making him almost breathtakingly handsome. A hard lump appeared in my throat as I tried to swallow the shock. My heart drummed harder, causing my breathing to come out in pants. Jaxson... my eyes were yet to believe it. He was a mere poor orphan who worked in a courtyard years ago, so how could he be a CEO? Not just any CEO, but of Pierce's Group, a company run by the grandson of Leonard Pierce. Did this mean Jax was his grandson? My mind was reeling with thoughts, and I felt like I had been splashed with a cold bucket of water. Goosebumps covered my skin, and everything seemed like a nightmare.

Am I really thinking to be a slut. I know he's still here. I can feel his presence behind me. I am the one who begged to god for a solution for help. Is this God's help. I chuckled internally what kind of help is this. To save my brother's last memory. I have to make a horrible memory of giving myself to this heartless billionaire. And that be. For only money. I felt so disgusted only by thinking of him touching me in an inappropriate way. I still didn't say anything. Then I heard his voice behind me.

I'm sure one day they are gonna ask me about their father, god only knows what I'm gonna tell them. An hour later, the meeting started with Mr. Noah William, we discussed about the contract and everything. I don't like doing business with him, because I sense something fishy about him. I remember one day at a charity event he told me he liked me, indirectly, not like in a straight forward way, but in his own twisted way, but I rejected him, directly. I thought he was gonna take his shares back from the company or do something over dramatic, but he didn't, he behaved like nothing happened. I'm more than sure he's planning something much more bigger, because he has got a ego as big as the grea

The question is: Why the hell is he acting like this now? My phone buzzed on the coffee table—a text from Ilay. Ilay: Dinner tonight? There is a new place and I wanted to take you there. “The other billionaire?” Chloe asked, and I nodded. “My friend, I wish I were you. I let out a frustrated groan, collapsing onto the sofa next to her. "Don't. It's not a blessing; it's a curse. One is a straightforward, handsome man who wants to take me to nice dinners and doesn't play games. The other..." I gestured wildly toward the window, "...is a brooding, emotionally constipated CEO who expresses his feelings through floral terrorism and vehicular stalking!"

“This could change everything for you.” “It’s not just about money,” I shot back, my voice shaking slightly. “I won’t lose myself in this… whatever it is you want.” He studied me for a moment, trying to understand why I was so resistant. Did he really believe that taking his offer would mean losing myself? Just then, Sam rushed over, her eyes wide with worry. “Evelyn! You can’t be serious!” I turned to my friend, torn between joy and fear. “Think about it!” Sam urged. “He’s a billionaire! This is dangerous!”

Said John “Although we’ve successfully claimed sixty-five percent of the shares, I’m afraid the Russos wont leave without a fight and to keep the company running, we will be needing a permanent investor” Mrs. Carter listened intently as the lawyer outlined the situation facing their family. With each word, her sense of resolve strengthened. She remembered her childhood friend, one of the biggest investors in New York, if she could get their son to marry her daughter it should go well. Across the neighborhood, in the sleek and modern confines of the Russo estate, a different scene is unfolding. Here, the morning air hummed with the quiet efficiency of modern technology, and the household sta

Immediately he heard her answered, he flings the door open, march to her desk, pick up the TV control and put it on. The heading news was just as he read from his phone. The cold-hearted billionaire has gone missing. Anna ended her phone call when she saw the news heading, she took a few stride to Khalifa and lean closer to him, her eyes glued to the screen on the wall. "Is there someone else known as the cold-hearted billionaire? Tell me he is not the one, no he can't be." Anna said. Khalifa put off the TV and spun around. "Sis, he's the one, he's the only businessman in the whole city L that's referred as cold-hearted."

Just at the beginning of dusk, there was a man who you would consider lonely due to his demeanour and the way he looked so unlikely, he looked destabilised he look tormented like he had from NS fetching out his should price by piece. He suddenly realised how much he had taken from her ,how much thing he had stolen and as much he was willing to give it back, he knew he wasn't in the right position to go ve it because initially je had stolen it from her.