The Billionaire's First Glance Novels & Stories

One I didn't realize was becoming dull and ascetic until seeing her across the way that day weeks ago. I've been living for those few glimpses of her in the mornings, like a lovesick puppy. Not a good look for a hard-nosed business tycoon who rules everything around him. Today is the day; I can't believe I'm nervous. Fuck. I haven't been this nervous over a woman in....never.

Then I saw it. The headline was written so boldly that it made my eyes hurt for a minute. “Famous Billionaire Was Last Seen With Who Appears To Be His First Love That Escaped Death By An Inch.” My heart nearly stopped as I scrolled down and the first image I saw had the phone slipping out of my hands, straight to the

Assistant Mark entered first to straighten the billionaire’s chair, his hands trembling slightly. After finishing, Mark stepped neatly aside. A few seconds later, the billionaire strode in with powerful steps. He looked like a lion growling at intruders daring to trespass into his territory. His stepmother smiled hypocritically when she saw him and ordered people to present the gifts they had brought, things like thousand-year-old ginseng, supplements, premium wine... “So that’s the billionaire? He’s so handsome, sis!” “Shh!” Lionel sat above them in the position of the host, looking like a king. From his physique to his face, he looked even more stunning in real life than in paintings, rumo

he sighed. “Day two in billionaire prison.” By the time he walked into the main living area, Timothy was already there. Again. Of course he was. The billionaire sat at the glass dining table reviewing several holographic reports floating in the air before him. His expression was calm. Focused. Like someone who had slept perfectly well. Elliot dropped into the chair across from him. “You know,” Elliot said, “normal people sleep after two in the morning.” Timothy didn’t look up. “I slept.”

"The loan sharks get their money, you get your legacy back, and I get my heirloom. It’s a transaction, Elara. Purely business. No feelings, no real intimacy. Just a signature on a different kind of paper." I looked at Silas, who looked dangerous with those eyes pinned on me. I thought of Brian who ruined my life and the loan sharks waiting to devour me. I would give anything to have my father’s company back. But I was scared. If I said yes, I was a billionaire’s wife with all my problems solved but at the expense of my happiness. And if I refused, I was as good as dead. I licked my dry lips and swallowed hard before speaking up. "Will you really get my company back?" I asked, my voice small.

“Yeah, right… unless one of us gives the first motive. Then that’s another story.” I rolled my eyes. “As if I’d be the first. Probably you.” “Nope. I never make the first move. They’re always the ones who go after me.” “Well, I can’t blame them,” I mumbled, my eyes growing heavy. “You’re a billionaire—of course everyone falls for you.” He hummed softly. “Hmm… but you know… actually, not all of them.” “Hmm…?” I murmured, fighting to keep my eyes open.

Chapter 017 Esther's POV I woke up as early as 4 in the morning and did a little bit of research on the CEO who wanted to help us with forty million dollars. I found out that aside from being a CEO, he owns luxurious hotels and villas in America, the UK and England. I wonder why such a man with so much money would want something in return when he could just give us the complete fifty million dollars without even feeling anything. Well, maybe he needed what money couldn't buy from us. I just hoped it was something that wouldn't be beyond our power. My stomach flipped just thinking I would have to meet him in person.

There was something nagging me at the back of my mind, a piece of puzzle I hadn't yet put together. As I skimmed through the documents, I noticed something odd_ a series of small transactions, barely noticeable among larger sums but consistent. They were payments to a shell company, one that had only recently come into existence. My heart pounded as I cross-checked the information, my suspicions confirmed when I traced the shell company back to Alexander McQueen

The throb of my heart grew uncontrollably as I reread the email on my phone screen. It was finally happening, I was going to be in the corporate world for the first time. "What's with the smile?" Brav questioned looking up from the laptop screen.Then the corner of his eyes narrowed and mistakeable jealousy crawled up his face as he edged closer to where I was lying on the bed. "Is it a man?" His jaw was tensed and one could see that he was clearly angry. His Jaws highlighted expensively while they grinned on each other.

She nodded in agreement. Ashton took a better look at her. Her head was still bandaged properly and she was still connected to a drip. He sighed tiredly. "Stay with her Zachary, There's something I have to do." --- "Jace Lockhart, it says here that you are quite the debt owner. You borrowed 15 million from Mr. Sanchez and now he wants you to pay back. What do you have to say about this Mr. Lockhart?" Jace said nothing, he remained calm. Peterson sighed tiredly. "I'm telling you for the last time Mr. Lockhart, you remaining silence means you are guilty as charged."