The Billionaire Playboy's Regret Novels & Stories

Her name was only mentioned when tied to legal matters and scandal roundups. She had become exactly what she feared. Irrelevant. Useless. She opened her last email account and typed a message. Not to Liam,not to Lucas,but to someone who no one expected. To:editor@newsexpose.com “I have a story to sell about a billionaire who ruined me and the woman he is still in love with.” She pressed send. She leaned back on the chair,clearly relaxed while waiting for a reply. If she couldn't be admired then she'll make sure they were questioned.

I can remember when I first arrived here, I lived in a shabby house, but now things have changed and I have changed too, I was no longer the timid and naive Ava from years back, I'm now a domineering, ruthless, and powerful billionaire who controls millions of wealth across all countries I was happy I left New York, happy I took that bold step to become who I am today, happy I could give my lovely kids a good life plus the love of a mother and father as well, they never asked about their father and I take that as a clue that I'm doing well in feeling two gaps at a time after all there father don't even care if they exist I heard Nicklaus Michaelson is now confined to a wheelchair, what a wor

In my previous life, with all the money and care I could pour into him, he'd still died at thirty of a rare lymphoma. This time, the alcohol, the resentment, and the manual labor were wrecking him twice as fast. He coughed up blood sometimes when the fits got bad. And in the haze of despair and liquor, fragments of his other life would flare up behind his eyes. In those images, he'd been dragged into Harvard and had come out a billionaire. Stacked against this, the regret was unbearable. One night, Felix dragged himself home. On the broken TV mounted on the wall, a business interview with me was playing.

He surely didn't expect to hear that. “You're kidding right?” he asked in belief. Harry was one of the biggest playboys he had ever known. While he was dating his ex girlfriend, Harry was known as the biggest playboy in Los Angeles. He had tried to make him become one with no success until she finally broke his heart and he became the cold hearted billionaire he was today. “I kid you not, my bro.” he replied, the big grin still on his face. “I met this beautiful girl three months ago, she swept me off my feet and we are celebrating two months together next week.” He answered with a proud smile on his face.

The one who'd redefined me in countless ways and then gone on with his own life like it never happened. He's the very man I'd sworn I wouldn't see again after the night of our secret rendezvous. But it seems fate are having somekind of fiesta because right now am currently at his workplace, imagine how frusrated and scared I am right now because I just found out he's not just greek but also a billionaire... With no scandal attached to his name, he known to be a cruel but honest tycoon and marriage isn't something he wants to consider in the next twenty years... Yeah you heard me right!

"What? Do you think we're playing a game here?" "I have a way you can reach him and it's through a number saved as Arietta on my phone." She wasn't sure but the doubt tugged at her ever since her husband left for his supposed business trip. Her husband, Sebastian Taylor was the CEO of the NYGreen Corp - one of the biggest finance companies in New York. They got married six years ago after Arietta, her twin sister, had abandoned her wedding ceremony for her modeling and acting career in Europe. Ariella and Arietta were identical twins born into the famous Williams family but fate took a different turn when a female servant stole Ariella immediately after birth. She worked in the Williams fami

I told myself it was fine to take a day off to pamper myself after all I was technically on leave. That evening, just when Lark and Nylah had left the house with Meredith to go stroll before dinner, I received a notification that had me swooning. “Billionaire Ivan Dmitri, CEO of Zytech was found this afternoon, shot dead in his hospital room.” The phone fell off my loose fingers. My head was throbbing suddenly and the note I'd received with the roses took on a sinister flavor.

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“I don’t want us to get separated later. Emily, you spread light wherever you go and I’m so lucky to meet a woman like you.” He lifted my hand and kissed it gently. “I was so traumatized by my past that it almost destroyed me.” My heart clenched painfully. I searched his eyes and I could see the sincerity in them. He sighed, dry chuckle escaping his lips. “Everyone knows me as the billionaire playboy. Multiple girlfriends. Can’t stay committed. All that.” He shook his head slightly. “But before that… there was a loyal man who got betrayed. And that made me the way I was.”

“While I was out here feeling guilty about the loss, thinking of ways to make things better, Sean was out there rekindling his love with the love of his life.” Jane exhaled sharply through her nose. “That man deserves every inch of the karma that’s coming.” I managed a bitter half smile. “He offered me some money and the house, but I refused. I want nothing to do with him anymore.” “Damn right,” Jane said. “You’re not taking scraps from someone who treated you like a temporary solution.”