The Billionaire's Dark Desires Novels & Stories

you he said "You'll regret this Henry. You'll realize late and when you do I'll be gone." Tessa bit her lips. "Where do you think you are going to go? " Henry asked. Elena had been thinking of ways to make Henry kick her out. She knew that he still loved her a little bit even with her schemes. The sole reason that she got closer to Tessa after their college was so that she will get close to her Billionaire husband, Henry. She had only met him a few times but was Jealous when she found out that Tessa was going to get married to her crush for many years. She hated Tessa for so long, she felt she was more pretty and was jealous of her wealth.

Kayla ruffled her hair before slumping on the chair, her hands wavering in the air happily, her eyes searching for something, and she made a gentle gulp, "I can't believe we get to live this type of luxury, Layla." Zelda sighed, staring at the arranged clothes on the floor, countless boxes scattered around, now, she had to get to cleaning all those, and arranging them, when her manager had said that they would live in Manhattan street, she had been swept off. Manhattan street was the path that only celebrities lived on. It was the best.

The monster Kenzo, where was the sweet one. Doubt, it was all a facade to satisfy his needs. Asshole! “You can take anything you want. I’ll have Aziel send you any amount of money you need..” “50 billion. And I need it to now.” “What?” “For my time here. For fucking You. I need 50 billion. For everything, I’ve felt in here. The hurts, the torture, and the tears and heartbreak.” He chuckled. “You’re a sly one ain’t you.”

His bulky shoulders, chiseled arms and adoring chest moved with a finesse that wasn't missed, instead it hit every feminine appeal and some masculine but to them he was just another billionaire moving through the crowd. Yet the predator was unbothered, although very aware of his allure, it was a flaw he had come to ignore. Shane threw a discreet nod at the guard by the black curtain, it was opened with discretion as he passed through with two goons, he swiped an exclusive green card into an elevator which took him feets below and into a feast he entered. The activities upstairs seemed like choir practice compared to the naked men and women, the chains and whips, the moans and screams, the he

Wanted to pretend nothing existed outside this hospital, this bill, this impossible weight that she just couldn't lift off of her shoulders. But something—desperation, curiosity, exhaustion—made her answer. “Hello?” She hated how her voice shook. A pause. Then a calm, controlled female voice responded. “Miss Aubrey Lane?” “Yes?” “My name is Denise. I work for Mr. Killian Frost.” Aubrey frowned instantly. That name meant nothing and everything at the same time. Killian Frost. Even people who didn’t follow business news knew it. Ruthless Billionaire CEO. Tech empire. Media silence. A man spoken about in headlines like a myth rather than a person. Powerful. Untouchable. The kind of man whose pr

"We started with nothing in this city. Same hunger. Different methods. We used to joke that whoever made their first million had to buy the other dinner." "I don't care about your nostalgia, Marcus," I step closer to him, my chest heaving, refusing to let him see the tremor in my hands. "You have my father’s watch in your pocket. You bypassed Adrian's security. You are a ghost who just stepped into the light, so stop playing the mourning friend and tell me what you want." Marcus’s smirk vanishes and the temperature in the room drops ten degrees. "I want you to wake up, Isla. You think you're a partner to Adrian Vale? You're a hostage to a monster who helped destroy your family."

After a brief conversation with Grandma Glenda, which ended in me getting a new job offer, aka the role of Rosen's shiny new Director, I was too exhausted to keep up appearances for the night. I'm half tempted to find Devon, drag him off to a bathroom and have sex with him. Take a picture. Or a video. Send it to my husband just to spite him. The temptation is real, but my feet hurt, and I honestly need to rest. Also, he doesn't fuck married women. Without saying goodbye to Daphne or anyone, I leave the gallery and take a cab straight to Grandma Glenda's mansion. I'm sure Carter can find some entertainment for the night.

Surrounded by models, celebrities, power players. I couldn’t breathe. “He’s… a billionaire,” I whispered. Selena gave me a look like I’d just declared the sky was blue. “Exactly. Now you know why he threatened you about the media. This isn’t just some guy, Amara. This is Lucian Draxen.” The truth pressed down like a weight I couldn’t lift. “I don’t have the resources to raise this baby Sel.” I said honestly. “So I have to tell him. He has to take responsibility.”

He had to be a billionaire, I knew owning even a small property in this expensive part of town could cost up to a billion, let alone such a big, expensive looking nightclub. The billionaire turned to face me now, dragging me to his side, a bit more gently. I could feel my body press against his powerful body, as his body heat warmed me till I was no longer trembling. "Offer the chick money Larry, if you want her to do anything for you. You of all people should know by now that the language of women is money.” Larry smiled. “One million dollars Little pet, and I want all your clothes off now.” Still pressed against the billionaire’s side, I shook my head shyly. Though I needed it, I didn’t wa

"So lethal, so perfectly matched to me in every way." I smiled down at him, letting my own predatory nature show. "Someone has to help you protect your empire," I teased, though my voice was rough with renewed desire as his hands slid up my thighs. "Though I seem to recall you promising to teach me some new techniques for handling... delicate situations." Nathan's response was to demonstrate exactly why he was considered Manhattan's most dangerous billionaire, his touch both commanding and exquisitely tender. And I surrendered myself to his possession, knowing that together we would build something far more powerful than mere corporate dominance.