The Billionaire’s Secret Daughter Novels & Stories

“You are so funny, Ariella. Do you think you are some hidden billionaire? You think, what am I today is all because of you? Oh Ariella, you are so delusional!” "Let me tell you a secret, behind my success it isn't you. It's Chloe. She's not any mere assistant but a real princess. She's the daughter of Nathan Davenport. Princess of Davenport family. She has been helping me secretly. That secret investor who has been investing in my company all these years is also her. She's the one who got me the hundred million dollars contract that I'm going to sign in some days. Then my father will make me the Alpha of the Green Jade Pack and New CEO of Collins’s Construction.”

I wondered what sick game Raleigh was playing with all those girls he’d been taking. Aren’t they already enough? I was lost in these thoughts when the anchor’s voice suddenly became urgent. “Breaking news! The youngest billionaire in the world, Darrell Blackwood, has just announced the existence of his one and only biological daughter, naming her as his official heiress in an exclusive interview. The public is in complete chaos wondering who this mystery daughter is and who her mother might be. Reports suggest she’s been living abroad but will be returning to the country at any time soon. Everyone…”

That I hadn’t sacrificed everything for a man who only used me and was never going to marry me? Yes yes, I was. But was I the poor girl who could barely afford anything for herself? Was I the puppet that the media painted me out to be all because I had been hiding under Lucas’ shadow and never really revealed myself? Hell no. They didn't know who I was. They didn’t know just how much money and power I had. No one did. I was the only daughter of the most powerful man in America. A billionaire whose empire extended worldwide. The only heiress of the Salvatore family. A man who owns chains of businesses in Italy, America and several other countries.

she said without hesitation. “You haven't told Tio or Veronica about Diane have you?” I asked, hopefully. The silence that came after my question was deafening. I could hear her breath but she wasn't saying anything. “Tia?” I called out, sitting up straight in the cab. There was still no answer. It was like she was processing to give me the right answer. Coming back here was a bad idea. Julian Rhodes is more powerful than me, and he will do anything to punish me from keeping his daughter from him.

“That explanation” He looked around the room. “changes everything.” Outside, thunder rolled across the dark sky again. And Aurora suddenly realized something terrifying. Whatever secret these men were about to reveal It had been shaping her life for far longer than she had ever imagined. And she had never even known. Aurora’s mind raced as she tried to process the words that had just filled the room. Six billionaires. Ten years of protection. A father who had apparently built something far beyond a mere business empire. And she,Aurora Hale,was at the center of it all.

"Touch me again without my permission, and I will make sure the 'Billionaire of the Year' spends the night in a hospital bed. I am not that girl anymore, Julian. I’ve fought harder things than you." Julian let go, his hands hovering in the air as if burned. "I’m not letting you leave until I know the truth," he whispered, his voice cracking for the first time. "If they are mine, Elara... if I have children out there..." "They aren't yours," she lied again, her heart screaming. "They have a father. A man who stayed. A man who held my hand while I was in labor and who wipes their tears at night. Everything you aren't."

My father clamped his hand around my arm as he dragged me from one shareholder to the next, showing me off like I was another glittering asset in his collection. And then, in the corner of the ballroom, I saw him. Damon Cross. He didn’t mingle. He didn’t smile. He didn’t sip champagne. He stood at the edge of the light, tall and broad, his black suit stretched across a body built for war, not waltzes. His eyes swept the room with sharp calculation—until they landed on me. And stayed. Everyone else saw “Aria Kingsley, the billionaire’s daughter.” Damon looked at me like he saw the girl beneath the diamonds.

"You will never, ever ask me about my past before this agreement. And you will never set foot in the small apartment I live in now." Julian Thorne stared at me, a fascinating mix of annoyance and dawning intrigue in his eyes. He hesitated, clearly sensing the massive secret that lay just beneath my request. Then, with a curt, decisive nod, he answered. "Agreed. Now sign." I dipped the expensive pen into the ink. There was no turning back. I just sold myself to the one man in the world who could destroy me, all to protect the one thing he already owned. My name is Evelyn Reed, and I just married the father of my secret child.

To me, it felt like a gilded cage snapping shut around my neck. "We need to tell the family immediately," Roman said, pulling back to look at me, his eyes gleaming with a strange, possessive triumph. "The board needs to know too. This changes everything, Aurora. A legitimate heir secures my position at the company. No one can question my legacy now." My throat was dry as sand. "Roman, wait—isn't it too early? The report just confirmed it. We haven't even had an ultrasound—"

William said. Scott turned the channel. “Now, we’re going to switch over to Barbara with ‘Who’s Who and Who’s New’ segment. Take it away, Barb,” the male anchor said. “Thanks, Frank. Billionaire Construction Magnet, Scott Kelly, has resurfaced in the Orlando area. However, we have not been able to reach him for comment or an interview. But, don’t fear, we have been able to find out what our long-lost billionaire has been up to despite his father’s efforts to dissuade us,” the woman said with a smirk.