Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Dark Desires

I gave him a hug. Dad never failed to show the best that he can in raising me even he encountered a lot of hard times doing that. Well, what can you expect? Being a billionaire's only child is never easy. Kidnap for ransom is the most common threat in my life that I had experienced and the reason that leads to traumatic experiences I least wanted. “But Dad, you said that you want me to be happy. Isn't it absurd for you to decide whom I'm going to marry?” I asked him in a low tone of voice.

Despite my attempts to comprehend Barra's proposition, the idea of teaching a billionaire the art of seduction remained a perplexing puzzle. Why would a billionaire need such lessons? Wouldn't they typically hire professionals for such matters? Images of billionaires, both from real life and fiction, flashed through my mind. In novels, billionaires were often depicted as attractive, towering figures of wealth. If that's the type Barra was referring to, well, it might not be such a bad idea after all. Who am I kidding? That was wishful thinking. In reality, billionaires were often older, appearing worn-out and stressed. The likelihood of encountering a young, handsome billionaire was slim, ma

Ryan answered in a heartbeat. Christian was uneasy from how fast and calm Ryan sounded when he answered the question. You see, it's a common belief that every billionaire has a dark side and when they tap into that side, they are capable of doing anything they please. No matter how gruesome and dirty their hands might be. For Christian, he had come to the acknowledgement that he didn't have that side. On the other hand however, he knew that Ryan had this dark aura that always loomed in the shadows awaiting to be released. In the past few days, he had seen some traces of that side resonating from Ryan and it always made him uneasy.

"You are bright, you are patient, and you need this more than anyone I know. Listen, he's desperate - all three nannies previously hired only stayed for a month. But you are family, and I vouched for you. All I want you to do is keep your head down and do your job, but do not for the life of you fall for the charm. I mean it, Amy. Damien Ross is not someone you ever want to play games with." Amy knew the stories just like everyone else knew. The tabloids called him the Playboy Billionaire - a force whose name was synonymous with heartbreaker. It was a known fact that he had no problem with women throwing themselves at him; he never had to do any chasing. He had built an empire in his late tw

I asked, throat warm. He shrugged, cheeks flushing. “Not long. I started when you told me you wanted Tuesdays. I thought about the smallness of it. I thought about the little ways that keep people from disappearing in their own lives. That sketch? It’s a promise for all the tiny things I want to do with you.” My hands covered the page like a lover would cover a face. The ridiculousness of a billionaire drawing stick-figure children with a pencil pressed into his knuckles made my heart trip in a way that was both humiliating and delicious. I had been given a private catalog of his softest wishes.

How I wish he was here to tell me all this was some sick imagination or dream. But ghost doesn't speak. “Who is he?” I asked, my eyes still fixed outside the window. She didn't answer. I didn't expect her to. She even dressed better than I did. “I deserve to know.” A long silence, then, “Was a man with influence, power and money.” “I believe that's not all to tell about him.” She sighed this time, irritated. “He was a billionaire. Cold, private and dangerous, some say.” My breath caught. “Dangerous?”

I should have known right from the start, I mean, why would any billionaire be interested in someone as ordinary as I am? He gets a timid poor girl, makes her fall in love with him and then stalks her like a predator chasing a prey. He leaves hints to make them find out he’s a freak. And after she finds out the truth about his secret room, he... he... Kills them? Oh dear God...

"You didn't want to sleep with her but ended up doing the deed just because she was blackmailing you?" "Yes," he answered resolutely. "Ryan, you're a successful businessman and things like these are very common but somehow you've managed to navigate your way making you rise to the top," Amelia said and Ryan wasn't dumb enough to not know she was going somewhere with this analysis. "What exactly do you want to say, Amelia?" Ryan asked, his eyes penetrating into hers, revealing his reflection in her eyes. "After years of success, you mean to tell me an ordinary blackmail from an ordinary secretary managed to manipulate you into sleeping with her?"

Ricca, Draco's personal assistant nodded hastily, he was used to handling stuffs like these and it didn't even surprise him that the person his boss ordered him to deal with was his sister's husband. Draco Steele, CEO of Glam jewelries was ranked number one in the top ten most eligible bachelors, as the CEO of the biggest jewelry making industry in Green city, he was always in the news but that wasn't what made him popular, it was his dark side that made him frightening and dangerous, he was known as the 'king of the underworld' and the world 'mercy' doesn't exist in his dictionary. Ricca hastily left the office and two seconds later, he rushed back in as if he had just been chased by a ghos

"You are not going to swindle any man, not while I have my eyes on you. I will sabotage everything you plan, and if you push me, I might just take your lovely company away from you" My back pressed harder into the wall. "If you think you can touch my company then you are truly delusional. Maybe you haven't read about me, Dian. I am a freaking billionaire with such a large network that you can only dream of having a quarter of it," I bragged and he scoffed. I didn't want to admit that he looked really hot when he scoffed. But Why did he have to look so freaking good when he was doing the devil's work. I mean his look had been one of the things that attracted me to him but that was before I go