The Billionaire's Masquerade Novelas e Histórias

Her heels already ached. Everyone in the room shimmered. The women wore diamonds like skin. The men—every one of them tall, clean-jawed, dangerous—wore masks that looked like power in velvet form. And she had never felt more alone in her life. She’d only come because one of her student’s parents had insisted, said it would be “good exposure,” and “for a good cause.” A charity masquerade hosted by Volkov Industries. The champagne was free. The judgment was not.

There was silence, then he said, “You may not want to know who’s behind this... but you will. Meet me tonight. The old pier. Alone.” Before I could ask more, the call ended. Later, driving through the city’s foggy streets, I felt the weight of my empire on my shoulders. Being a billionaire meant having power, but also enemies who would stop at nothing to take you down. At the pier, the shadows were thick. I waited, eyes scanning every movement. A figure appeared—not Max. Masked, calm, and holding a device glowing faintly. “You don’t understand the stakes, Richard,” the voice said, mechanical and cold. “Want your materials back? Your project saved? You’ll play by our rules.”

--- The Gala Games Inside, the gala was a masterpiece of wealth and power. Golden light was cast throughout the room by crystal chandeliers. Waiters weaved through the crowd, carrying trays of champagne and hors d’oeuvres. In the background, a live orchestra sang soft classical music. Everywhere she looked, politicians, CEOs, and celebrities mingled, their laughter smooth and practiced. Leila had spent years writing about this world, exposing its corruption. Now she was pretending to be part of it. Adrian guided her toward a group of business moguls, greeting them with his signature charm.

Adrian nodded, "I needed her to believe that her success here is solely based on her talent. I didn't want her to think that it was because of any favors or influence. And she's proving herself admirably." Michael leaned back, understanding Adrian's perspective. "Well, she's certainly making a mark here. Her designs are impressive, and the team values her contributions." "Also, I wanted to know how people treat me whether I have or have not money," Adrian added. Michael nodded in understanding. "It's a unique approach, Mr. Sterling. It must have been challenging for you to keep this secret from her, especially since she's your wife." Adrian and Michael continued their conversation as they wa

He moved towards the bathtub and held her hands and she was still startled beneath. Leo mirrowed through those experiences with many ladies at the bar or club during late evenings.The surrounding crowd of women swelling around him because he was known to be very rich and his company The Dante's appear to be one of the greatest in the country. Ladies would gladly go naked for him, and offer their body for a piece of gold but he sensed that Clara was more modest and this caught his attention deeply. He released her hands and stepped back with a confused look still written all over her face. She wondered if he had been possessed. She wouldn't have lost her cool, if he was rather apologetic but

I have my father's features, dark brown hair, green eyes, 6"2' height. We both are ruthless killers. The only thing I got from my mother was loyalty to my family and loved ones. Rest was given to my younger brother. Today is the charity event held by Arthur Logan, a pain in the ass, he has a debt of two million which he had to repay by the end of the month but this bitch decided to delay. So I and my men will have to give him something to remember, not for the next time cause there will be none. He is obliviously enjoying his liquor at the party, while his wife and son are in my hold. I get ready for the event and get in the limo, my men in their cars follow me.

he smiled. "Stop calling me that Grandpa" Mason frowned and the old man only chuckled. "Forcing you to get married wasn't a bad idea after all, come here" the old man hugged him but he didn't bother returning the hug. "Hey I haven't seen you before, you are you?" Rosa asked when she saw Miguel looking at the stage where Mason and his Grandpa were standing. He was shocked to see the hidden billionaire's face, turns out the years of wearing a nose mask weren't a waste, he was so handsome.

Despite everything – the attack, the threatening message, Emily's warning, I couldn't help but feel drawn to him. What kind of secrets was he hiding? And more importantly, was I ready to find out? "Acadia? Are you still there?" Emily's voice brought me back to our conversation. "Yeah, sorry. What exactly did you find?" I walked back to my room as I spoke, needing privacy for this conversation. Emily lowered her voice. "His family... they're connected to some serious underground operations. I'm talking money laundering, blackmail, corporate espionage. But here's the weird part, Dante seems to be the only clean one."

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

It was not going to be a pretty argument, but at the exact same time, it was going to be exactly what he needed to do. “Benton, you don't know what women are like. Nobody is going to want you just because they want you. You’re a freaking billionaire. Do you not think that that is part of what some woman who is off the street is gonna want?” his next youngest sister asked as she batted her eyes at him.