The Billionaire's Regret Novels & Stories

I kept telling myself it was the stress from work. I grabbed the briefcase with the folder and rushed out. Rain came down hard, soaking me as I caught bus after bus to reach his office. Adrian Cole was one of the richest men in Norchester. People respected him in public, but at home, his words cut me to pieces. The guards at the gate looked me over. “What’s she doing here again?” one muttered. “Her face could haunt your dreams,” the other said. I lowered my head and kept walking. The office went quiet the moment I walked in, dripping water onto the floor.

Finally, she covered him with the thick quilt then she breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Bill with a helpless look, she felt a bit sadness in her heart. She was used to see him with his powerful aura every day, it pained her to see the man lying on the bed with unconscious state. She then realized the billionaire’s life wasn’t all that good. Though he had vast sum of money that could fill up his entire mansion, but when sickness stroke him, his money is nothing. Though he had lots of people wanted to be around him, at the end of the day, he was still alone, sick and lying helplessly.

He wanted them to watch me break. ‎‎Around us, the glittering hall fell silent. I could hear the faint clink of a champagne glass being set down, the faint shuffle of expensive heels against marble. People were staring. They loved it. They lived for it. Ava Reynolds, wife of Daniel Cobbs, the billionaire everyone called untouchable, was on her knees, pleading like a beggar at a royal court. ‎‎Daniel leaned down, close enough for only me to hear, though I knew he wanted me to repeat it aloud. “You should have thought about dignity before marrying me.”

“Because just looking at you makes me want to wrap my hands around you and… Ugh!” If he had asked for forgiveness right now, I honestly don’t know what I would have done, because I don’t think it’s something I’m ready to give as yet. “I just needed you to know that I know the truth now,” he adds quietly. I stare at him for a long moment and for the first time in years… I see it. Not the arrogant billionaire. Not the arrogant boy who broke my heart. Just a man drowning in regret. Unfortunately for him, regret doesn’t turn back time.

That greeting went straight to his cock… sir in that voice of hers was way too sinful “You don't look happy.” The billionaire said pushing his unholy thoughts aside, he needed to know why his baby wasn't smiling at him. “Just give me a few minutes, I am coming to you.” He was already getting out of his seat when she spoke, halting him. “No, I just … I know it's stupid… ummm….” Romero paused and settled back to his seat, he was becoming anxious … What the hell was going on? Was she going to say she regretted what had happened and it shouldn't happen again? His heart constricts.

Just pure, icy indifference. A heavy, leaden unease settled deep into my joints. My toes curled inside my boat shoes, tapping anxiously against the floor. I spun the pen in my hand, twisting and rolling it, trying to channel the frantic energy vibrating through my body. Mr. Tega was a forty-year-old billionaire who literally had the world at his feet, yet he didn't give a single damn that his stunning, passionate wife had been waiting in his office for nearly half an hour. Right then, I understood exactly why she was searching for affection elsewhere. A wave of bitter regret washed over me for missing my chance earlier. She had touched me. Her hand lingering on mine had meant something.

Soon, it would be gone completely. But she’d be back. She’d be back stronger than he could ever imagine. And when she was, he’d finally understand what regret truly meant. The plane touched down in Seattle as the sun rose over the mountains. Sophia stepped onto the tarmac, a small suitcase in one hand and a secret in her heart. But waiting for her at baggage claim was a man in a dark suit – one she’d never seen before, but whose eyes were fixed on her face. He pulled out his phone, typed a quick message, and looked up at her with a cold smile.

“Long story. I have intentions of pursuing her. I hope you don’t mind.” The billionaire was quiet. Casually, he thought of the new gun he had just purchased, all the way from Russia. That’s right, he hadn’t had the opportunity to test it out yet. Maybe this was the chance he was waiting for. “I’ll compensate your family for your death.” “You are too kind.” The call ended and Vaughn glared down at his phone. He called for his secretary a moment later. “Get the jet ready. We’ll go on a little trip.”

Robin’s irritation came through her sharp tone. “Robin, I’m sorry for not realizing this sooner so I could have saved us both the pain and heartache.” “Whatever.” “Have a good life.” “You can bet I will. You’re not the only billionaire I know. I’ll find someone who is better than you.” She hung up. Billionaire? Brooke sucked in a fast breath. Justin had mentioned he was rich, but… a billionaire? Her first instinct was to get angry and hateful. Once again, she discovered another secret that he withheld. What else had he lied about?

ONE of them asked. The billionaire did not even bother to answer. His henchmen took his silence for consent, and one of them pulled out their weapon. “I am not Alexander!” my voice rang louder than I thought it would, and real fear hit at the pit of my stomach as the chair turned around and I finally found myself face to face with the most ruthless billionaire in the entire country. I shut my eyes, believing that my punishment would be worse if I dared to look at him. “What joke is this Justin? Why do you bring me a fucking woman in place of Alexander?”