The Billionaire's Match Novels & Stories

Vance? Max smirked arrogantly, pulling me in for a deep kiss. 'I am a billionaire, sweetheart. Winning is what I do.' The grand ballroom of the Geneva Financial Center was flooded with flashing camera lights, crystal chandeliers, and the elite high-society of Europe. Billionaires, diplomats, and international heiresses walked across the red carpet, sipping vintage champagne and wearing million-dollar diamonds. Tonight was the preliminary welcome gala before tomorrow's massive shareholders vote, and all eyes were on us.

Plus, the man of the subject is also undeniably handsome and filthy rich, who wouldn't like to be his wife? "Maeve Miller dropped the bomb earlier and September didn't have any objections. And didn't you see how affectionate he is towards her?" One of the heiresses responded as they watched the couple graced the event hall with their overwhelming presence. "What's to like about her anyway? She was just---" "I think the question should be what's not to like about her." The group turned around and faced the woman who was almost on the same age as them. She was elegantly holding a glass of wine on her right hand while her other hand was folded in front of her chest.

She found herself unable to quit laughing for some reason. "I'm serious." "And who says you aren't?" She stood to her feet sharply, startling him. "You are a fucking billionaire, how can you not have any investments, you mean to say your acting career and your father's work automatically made you a billionaire, who the hell do you think you're kidding?" She challenged him.

She smirked. "Bring it on," I said quickly, giving her a silly smile. "You're going to lose this time, baby girl. Prepare your 500,000 now or we will rip off your clothes and only your tongue will be left bruise-less. "Haha!" Laughter came out of my mouth. "Don't count your chicks before they hatch." I thought I would only stay here for two rounds and then transfer to these rich men beside our table, but I guess there's no need. I already won 600,000 pesos and a bundle of money is in front of me now.

Luna chose advice, playing the role of a kind person. "The search for Amada is left to me. Please rest assured." Mrs. Luna repeated it again, she spoke without getting bored, but the listener felt that was enough. How can you be sure? The partnership between Nelson and the mysterious partner Donna is about to be destroyed just because of Amada's bold action. If you lose this partner, Nelson will suffer a lot of damage. To Mr. Nelson money is very precious, he loves money above all else. How can it be lost, let alone lose a large amount of money? It's all at Amada. If Amada is not found or is found after 7 days, everything is really gone. The more Mr. Nelson thought about it, the more frustra

"I would give you ten million dollars upfront and pay you the rest when you sign the contract with me. I want you to enter a contract marraige of just five months with me. You could include your preference in the agreement." Ten million dollars? That was huge but, "Why me?" I didn't know I had said that out loud, but seriously why did he want me? He could go for other women. Everyone would fight for a chance to stay with a rich man like him. "Are you in or out?" He asked me instead.

He also owns different clubs, hotels, and houses around the world. I Stare at Eva shocked, finally understanding her reaction. "I think the man is a freaking billionaire." "I think he is." I knew he had money, but surely not this kind of money. I clicked on the first article and I immediately regretted my decision when I started reading. The headline read 'ELIGIBLE BACHELOR AND HOLLYWOOD PRINCESS' They looked cosy in the pictures which made me very mad.

She forced herself to scroll through the social media posts, each caption more infuriating than the last. “A Love Story for the Ages—Theodore Thatcher Marries Nadia Rostova in an Intimate Ceremony” “The Business World’s Most Eligible Bachelor is Officially Off the Market” “Meet Mrs. Thatcher—The Stunning Bride Who Captured the Billionaire’s Heart” Sheena’s jaw clenched so hard it hurt. Captured his heart? Bullshit. This was a game. A twisted, unfair game. Without wasting another second, she pressed the call button. The phone rang once. Twice.

Running a gloved hand over the bannister, Reena tried to find comfort and inner peace as she took a deep breath and squinted in the extra dim lighting, in a way the absence of light felt like an extension of the game Reena was sure the billionaire was intent on playing with her. “You can go in.” Her escort informed her in his carefully detached voice and turned around in the next breath, leaving Reena to her fate. Pushing the door open, she lingered by the door, absolutely stunned to silence by the allure of the room within.

Letting out a sigh, I answered the phone, pressing it against my ear. “What’s the matter?” I asked, yanking my tie. It came off, landing on the floor. “You haven’t seen the news?” she asked, with her voice laced with its everyday strictness and nonchalance. I raised an eyebrow, pacing outside Lucy’s room. “Well, I’ll send you a link.” The line went dead, and almost immediately a text came in. The hair on the back of my neck stood as I stared at the paper. “Mistress picks brother over billionaire fiancé.”