The Billionaire's Heiress Novels & Stories

“The rival bidder is aggressive and well-funded. They are attempting to sow distrust in the market by fabricating information about my company’s stability.” Instability caused by a secret heir and a hacker wife, I mentally supplied, moving to the coffee machine. “We need to look flawless today,” he continued, finally turning to assess me. “Tonight is the Thorne Legacy Gala. Every major stakeholder, every rival CEO, and my entire extended family will be there. Rule Two is in effect: perfection is the only acceptable standard.” “Perfection has a price, Julian,” I murmured, pouring my coffee. He raised an eyebrow. “It does. And I paid ten million dollars for yours. Don’t disappoint me.”

I was very careful. “Oh, sweet girl,” she pressed a palm to my cheek. “Do you think I did not do enough research on you before pretending not know how to cross a street, or giving you this job? I’m a billionaire in my own name, my grandsons are billionaires, my children are billionaires…I come from a generation of wealth so large, long, and deep, it would put an end to world hunger.” She winks, not giving me a chance to say a word before she pulls me along again. “Now, let’s go meet Allister.” Lord, please let Allister be an ugly toad…..shit…

It took her audience a long time to discover who she was, a gradual process until she hit the news. The wife of a billionaire heir is an actress. She expected Storm to contact her, but he did nothing. With the way he was around her, she suspected he didn't even know what she was doing.

His build covered mine, a sense of protection that I never knew existed settled in my heart. And of course, this was seen by everyone there. I was protected and cherished by the billionaire Shaw. Their greedy eyes shone and they quickly extended their claws to me, wanting to take a piece if I let them. They would break me and leave me without a shell just for their gains. But never again! I was here to trample on them like ants. “Mrs. Shaw, you are so beautiful.” “Of course, she is! She is a King heiress and Mr. Shaw’s wife. She can't be less.”

It was something worse. It was doubt. I hated it. Hated how it crept in uninvited and settled somewhere behind my ribs like a parasite gnawing at trust. Especially when I saw him. Kayne Kyle. The billionaire oil heir, heir to a global empire and a man known for treating women like signature deals—charming, sealed, and forgotten. He approached her with that signature smirk, the one that had won over models, actresses, and even a diplomat’s daughter. His gaze never dropped from Kaia’s face.

I sat up immediately, the way you sit up when a soldier bark at you. A billionaires? That's a big one and the first I've ever heard of since I began working for him. " A billionairess, you say," I licked my lips. " Are you for real?" SPENDING nodded. " She's not just any billionairess, she deals with dollars not our currency." " Wow, a white woman," I was excited. " Does this means I get to join the boys abroad?"

She glanced at her mobile which had been blinking for sometime now. Zia immediately opened her social media account and couldn't help but get amazed. The title being that of the billionaire heiress who had taken back everything to her family empire, others talked about the actress turned billionaire. Several topics were already trending online, with several harsh comments about Asriel, the once powerful billionaire in the country. The only daughter to The Gedor family, had successfully ousted the long time billionaire, who turned out to be an adopted child. His image was trending, with his hands gripping hard on Elvira's neck.

I leaned further into her, almost as though I wanted to fuse our bodies. "God, I missed you." She whined softly, detangling my messy hair with her fingers. "I missed you too." I answered, breathing out in content. I let her go after a while, taking a step back to soak in the allure of her striking beauty. Iris was that girl. The gorgeous, sassy and outspoken billionaire heiress—her parents were rich business tycoons. With her rich status, brains and beauty, most girls at Nocturne Ville College struggled to get attention from her, but Iris only ever lets her guard down with me.

She “Where would you get that large of a money every month.” “Well…” Emily didn’t want to tell him about her true identity. She didn’t want to tell him that she was a professional trader either. The time isn’t right yet. She needed to hold on just a bit longer. She still needs to know that he loves her. Loved her with all of his heart before spilling her beans that she’s the heiress to a tri-billionaire companies. She was the sole heiress to richest man of the world. She sighed as she couldn’t tell him who she really was. Not yet.

“Not bad, actually. Turns out, being best friends with a billionaire heiress comes with perks — You get the VIP treatment Private room, personal nurse, food that doesn’t taste like cardboard… I could get used to it.” She gasps in mock offense. “Excuse me? You could get used to it? I’m the billionaire heiress here. You just freeload off my status!” “Uh-huh,” I tease, bumping her shoulder. “Says the woman who used my N*****x account for three years.” “It was one time!” she protests immediately. “Three years, Lilly.” She rolls her eyes. “Details, details.” I laugh, shaking my head. “You know, you’ve got this icy heiress image to maintain. If people ever heard you whining about expired snacks or