The Billionaire's Dark Desires Novels & Stories

But for now , I am going to have what I want, I see it, I want it, I get it, Once I'm done, I switch it off. Simple!!!! But the fact that she was willing to quit her only source of income, no, I meant her source of livelihood, just to not sleep with a billionaire, is triggering to some extent. At that point I didn't know whether to see that as a threat or as a game to just get me to be sympathetic with her. i finally was able to catch sleep and before I knew it, this young lady was in my dream. Desiree!!!

"Century gold-digger. Give him an Oscar." "How much are you willing to wager that he's signed a pre-nup? Oh wait, there ain't no 'nup'!" "He's not in love with him, he's in love with the AmEx Black Card. Wake up, people." "#TheBillionairesLover is about to pass out. Guess the price of authenticity is pretty steep, huh?"

he answered. “The TV host?” “Yes,” he said and nodded. “And you and Layla are good friends?” “Yes,” he confirmed without hesitation. “Wow!” he quipped with seemingly genuine fascination on his face. “Of course, we won’t be talking here if she’s not close to you.” He paused and exhaled and stared at him with a bit widened eyes, like he couldn’t believe that Ambert was in front of him and they were about to talk. “I am in awe of billionaires,” he confessed. “I do, I really do. Rich people are my idols, and my goal is to be one.” He chuckled. “Billionaires are powerful people, I know that for sure.”

The headlines flashed dangerously before me: “Billionaire Big-shot busted in bathroom bonanza with another dude;” “Toilet tryst torches tycoon’s rep: caught pants-down with a guy;” “Filthy rich and filthy habits: billionaire’s bathroom boy-toy bust;” The morbid names kept coming, each worse than the order that held me bound to where I was as I watched him leave the bathroom. As soon as his presence left I felt some sort of motion in my bones. I moved slowly, pushing the door.

“Don’t you dare pin this entirely on me, Shahryar! You’ve been too distracted mourning your ex-wife and flaunting your new bride to care about this business. While you were off on your world tour, I was here, managing everything alone.” The argument escalated, their voices clashing like thunder. But beneath the heated exchange, a deeper betrayal was brewing. Carl’s greed had driven him to siphon company funds into his own accounts, selling off assets under the guise of necessity. And now, the company was teetering on the edge of collapse.

Knowing that all men have one weakness, which as a woman was the only thing she had to offer, she intended to use it to get what she wants. If she could lure one of this billionaires into a romantic relationship whether in or out of law, she was finally going to leave the slums of Las Vegas and dine with the elites; Rachel was willing to do whatever it takes, she knew that most of this men had dark desires which they cannot fulfill with their wives, many of them enjoy the act of sexual torture or BDSM as it is fondly called, so if she was to be a Sub to an older rich man, she wouldn’t have to worry about the afflictions of poverty anymore.

She noticed hoe her palm had suddenly become sweaty was he always like this? Charles was abit upset because Tyler of all people knew not to let soe he had never met before ransark his office. He had clearly stated how he wanted someone different , someone completely different from his previous assistant .Thelma was great at her job, she was the previous assistant , an ideal assistantknew what to do at every point until it fell apart. She had fallen inlove with him , he was sure she was a sweet girl , one a lot of men would pay a price to get but he never imagined being romantic towards her or maybe other of his employee, was not something he held sacred , just something he never thought abou

But none of them were threatening to withhold saving his fucking life to get their way with him! And fuck no did she trust Grayson alone with those two. They were probably into all kinds of dark shit which would scar the poor billionaire even further for life. Grayson was not gay and Amber had her suspicions that the Hatter would try and dominate the billionaire in the bedroom. The Hatter had something to prove about his perceived power in this city, his power over the fourth richest man in it, and things would get ugly. That crazy bitch would help subdue Grayson no doubt and help the Hatter rape and humiliate him. This wasn’t about fulfilling some sexual fantasy at all. Over Amber’s dead bo

She had run cold from all his sugar coated talks. Clarke had been engulfed with euphoria that Rachel was leaving him to enjoy his youthful exuberance to the fullest. He had pretended as though he would miss his wife just so that Rachel might feel the energy through the phone and think all was well with her husband. “....an unholy opportunity to insert your penis in everything that wore a skirt” Rachel grumbled to herself as she cuts the call, flings the phone violently,not minding if it gets shattered. She is a billionaire.....duhhhh....replacing phones should be a minute job.

Mouth agape, I stared at her incredulously. Everyone knew who Adrian T Larsen was. One of the top businessmen of the country, a freaking multi-billionaire! Who was also known as the most gorgeous and handsome eligible bachelor of NY. And not to forget, also the biggest playboy and a cold hearted ruthless man. He didn't know what kindness was, he had a dark past, and blah, blah, blah. That's what she has been telling me for months now. These were rumours though. But there was no smoke without fire, right?