The Billionaire Next Door Novels & Stories

he says casually, lips curving into that infuriating half-smirk. There it is. The line. The one that lands like a punch. I stare at him, really stare. The man who once slept on my couch because he missed the bus. The boy who used to trace patterns on my back when he couldn’t sleep. Now a billionaire with a penthouse key and a talent for ruining my life in new and creative ways. “This is a nightmare,” I say. “If it helps,” he replies, “I didn’t plan it this way.” I scoff. “You don’t plan a lot of things, Leo. You just let them happen and deal with the damage later.”

"Are you serious right now? Are you trying to embarrass me?" I blinked, confused. "What do you mean? I like these." "Catherine, I'm a billionaire," he said, his voice dropping to a harsh whisper. "There are news hunters and paparazzi hidden in every corner of these shops. Tomorrow, I’ll be in the headlines for being a cheapskate who spent a hundred bucks on the girl he took shopping. That isn't good for my reputation, and it sure as hell isn't what I meant by 'shopping'."

Once I reached on the fifthteenth floor the elevator dinged and opened. I slumped on my black leather chair and tossed the magazine in the trash can beside. "Marcus Devon is recognized as one of the richest billionaires in NYC. I was the first one but I never cared. Reporters liked to do nothing but gossip. My monthly net income is enough to care for half of the world but I liked to keep things to my standards. A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. "Come in." The knob slightly turned and a blonde walked in and closed the door behind her.

"The billionaire? What's he doing here?" "Charity event in the west wing. Though after that scandal with his ex-fiancée, I'm surprised he shows his face anywhere." "I heard he's looking for a new girlfriend. Someone to clean up his image." "A fake girlfriend, you mean. Like those Hollywood contracts." My feet stopped moving. Brett Graham. Everyone knew that name. The tech mogul who'd built an empire from nothing, worth billions, cold as ice and twice as ruthless. "How much do you think someone would pay for that kind of arrangement?" the first nurse asked.

Again, Sophie's eyes communicated with Joyce so intensely that if the other two were watching them, they would have noticed. “It's not that cute,” Sophie closed her eyes to imagine the lies she was about to tell. She needed the scenes to play out in her head as she told them. “Well, we went out for that event and when I came back, I realized that I had a new neighbor. You know how top-tier that particular floor is? Guys, it's very expensive and shit and I know how much struggle I went through before I could get one of the top apartments in the place.” She heaved a sigh.

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

“Vincent, please stop. I don’t want to talk about Dion. Hey, Mr. Carlson also got me an internship in one of the biggest companies in the world of business. He said if I do good, I might even be a permanent employee there.” “Wow. That is…Mpumi, that is great!” “Yeah! He is the acting CEO of Metallic Wholesalers. He said something about the previous acting CEO gone missing. But hey, thank God he’s the new CEO, right? Else I wouldn’t have gotten the internship. He is the sweetest rich person I have ever known!” . . . I'll be releasing 2 new books!! BOOK 1: K*lling The Billionaire's Brother BOOK 2: I'll Bring The Alpha To His Knees

For the first time, I got to see another area of the house - and maybe the last time too. But everything I saw caught my attention. It all looked so amazing that it was easy to forget where I was going and the situation surrounding it that left a heavy air handing in the atmosphere. If I just assumed that whoever this man in whose house I am kept captive was a mere millionaire, then I was absolutely wrong. He is a billionaire, a filthy rich man that definitely got a lot of people at his feet. From the furniture - which screamed African blackwood, to the quality curtains and the whole design of the room which screamed Asian type billionaire.

“To a bigger, better home.” “But—” Serena frowned. “Didn’t you just have the kids’ playground built?” “I know,” Mrs. Calderon sighed. “But a crazy big-shot billionaire bought our house for twice its market price. On top of that, his lawyer helped us find a home in the highlands, fully ready for occupancy. We just need to rebuild the playground.” “So, you’ll have a new neighbor,” Mrs. Calderon said with a pout. “We’ll miss you—and the kids. Bye, Serena!”

he muttered before taking up a small briefcase that was lying on his bed. Aiden was a billionaire who, even though he had a family fortune, worked his way up until he was now one of the richest developer/real estate consultants in the entire state. He liked having fun, but he liked being in charge more. Being a boss gave him a sense of rush and excitement that no other feeling in the entire world could match. He was the type of man to turn heads wherever he went, and he wasn't ashamed of it. He basked in the glory of being that powerful. Women would flock to his feet and he would pick, choose and refuse whomever he wanted at that moment.