Romans & histoires The Billionaire Triplets Take New York

Regardless, he was excited to experience this for the first time. The parents who were already there recognised the couple and secretly took pictures. It was like they were celebrities. The other parents were excited to see the richest man in the City sitting so close to them. They felt like they had made it in life. One of them took a selfie with the couple showing in the background. Their caption read... [Guess who I'm rubbing shoulders with?? The billionaire couple! So excited!] Others whispered among themselves, "I had to use most of my salary to bring my kids to this school when I heard the billionaire's triplets were enrolled here. I can't believe I'm seeing Aaron Wentworth in the fles

He shouldn't be doing this in front of these kids. ***** Landon and the triplets arrived at his house, after some minutes of long drives. The triplets gasped at the magnificent sight in front of them. They hadn't been in such a fantastic house in all their life. They had only seen it in a movie but never thought they could get to see it in real life. Truly, he was really Robert Landon. A billionaire so it isn't surprising for them. But one thing they didn't really know was how their mother was able to come across someone like him.

AMELIA I hear my triplet boys making an unusual sound at the door. I have warned them, especially Jerry, the oldest, not to open the door for strangers. I left the food I had on fire, lowered the gas valve, and rushed to the entrance. I met them with a tall, handsome man whom I had never seen before. My kids were all over him, calling him dad, and being clingy to him. "Sorry if you had any problem with my kids," I apologized to the man, and then signaled Jerry to take his other two brothers inside. He quickly dragged them both to their room.

Later that night, while watching TV, the noble sons of the four major billionaire families in the country appeared on the television through a news station and Amanda’s children said that they looked like them, and Amanda laughed and didn't hesitate to make them dismiss such thoughts. "You have school tomorrow kids, time to sleep, good night," Amanda announced and kissed them one after the other and they rushed to their room. She smiled and continued watching the news. * Mabel sat on one of the luxurious couches in the Xi mansion eating fruit and enjoying her leisure. Mabel thought about Amanda and since she had already heard the news of her giving birth to quadruplets, she laughed, remember

Amber kept silent waiting for him to continue because she wasn't getting what he was trying to say. Since when did billionaires start competing for power and wealth? Amber thought. Xavier knew immediately her silence was because she had no idea what he was saying so he elaborated it to her, "Each year the Billionaires Club Wealth hold an annual event where they calculate the total amount of money owned by different CEOs over the years, the one with the highest amount is the winner and he gets to be on Magazines, TV shows, he is going to be known worldwide as San Francisco #1 Billionaire CEO and this year I am the winner" Xavier said proudly. Amber finally understood what he meant, so that's

The triplets exclaimed as they stared at Logan's best mansion, he decided to bring them there since it's his children. Logan decided to get to New York at night so they can avoid the press and a lot of stares. They all walked in with the maids carrying their bags and the triplets screamed happily seeing how beautiful the house is. Lydia scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Dont be jealous Lydia, they are also your kids.” Henry whispered in her ear and she smiled. “Come on guys, it's late already. Let's get you guys cleaned up so you can get some sleep.” Lydia said.

Nolan Vale has no heart. That is what he tells himself every time he seduces a target, steals a secret, and disappears before the sun rises. Known only by his codename, Ghost, he is the most valuable asset in an organization that does not exist on paper, trained since childhood to become whoever a mission requires him to be. His newest assignment should be simple. Infiltrate the Blackwood empire. Get close to the twin heirs who built an unshakable dynasty on the bones of their enemies. Extract the truth buried beneath their fortune. Walk away before anyone learns his name. But Alistair Blackwood, the Ice King of New York, does not simply fall for beautiful strangers. He collects them, stud

She slowly set the document down. "But he didn't hand them our blood," Zara whispered fiercely. She turned her breathtaking gaze toward the center of the parlor. The three perfect, flawless babies were sitting on the plush cream rug, completely unaware of the Wall Street betrayal. They were giggling softly, entirely bathed in the golden morning light. The Archangel's federal surrender document was sitting right next to them, the absolute, permanent legal proof that the triplets were completely, forever untouchable. Lucian followed her gaze. The terrifying King of the underworld watched his children, and the apocalyptic wrath over the corporate takeover completely, instantly vanished.

I leaned against a concrete planter and breathed through my nose while the nausea rose, sour and relentless. When did I last eat? Yesterday morning. Half a cracker. I had been rationing food like medicine, and my body was sending the bill. I crouched, head between my knees, until the world stopped spinning. The phone buzzed again. A news alert. CHARITY GALA RAISES MILLIONS: SINCLAIR GROUP CEO AND FAMILY ATTEND. I should have swiped it away. My thumb pressed it instead. Damien in a black tuxedo, one hand at the small of Vanessa's back. Vanessa in blue silk, glowing, serene. Between them, Lucas in a tiny suit, holding both their hands.

Officer Ramos wrote down "landlord demands $5400 for triplets, 8:54 PM." Arthur Cole, who had built Cole Enterprises from Queens, who had just fired his son as CEO for choosing Flatbush nanny over board, stared at double doors where "Triplets!" had been shouted, and his cold American billionaire mask cracked for first time since his wife died at this same hospital ten years ago when he chose board meeting over bedside, and he whispered, so quietly only Genevieve heard: "Triplets... three grandchildren... at Lenox Hill... same hospital..."