The Billionaire Unleashed Novels & Stories

"He's a small-time criminal when compared to others how on earth did he get money to come to Italy?" Liam visibly tensed at that question. He put his phone back into his pocket and settled into the couch with Belle who immediately cuddled up next to him. "Now I know it'll be hard but please try to remain calm after what I'm about to tell you" "What is it, babe?" B asked concerned. "It turns out that Lana did a background check on you and found out about Brian she gave him a million dollars if he would take Jade out of the picture" "Oh my God!"

“I was asleep, why?” “Your ex-boyfriend happened, Daniel leaked your engagement to the press and now the news is upside down and soon the press will be surrounding this penthouse like a swarm of fish.” That was something I never counted for, we were supposed to appear to the press slowly but this… this is a fucking bomb and I need to contain the collateral damage it’ll do before it’s too late.

"I don't care about your personal issues, Emily. What matters is this presentation. We must secure this contract – it's the largest our agency has ever seen." "Give me your best, Emily. No mistakes, no excuses. We can't afford to lose this opportunity." We nodded in unison, the gravity of the moment sinking in. "Have you reviewed his profile?" our boss asked Gracie, her tone firm. "To create an effective advert for his company, we need to demonstrate our understanding of him." Gracie hesitated. "I tried searching online, but there's virtually nothing on him. All we know is that he's a wealthy billionaire, and that's it. It's as if he's intentionally keeping his life under wraps."

She said and we all nodded. "Have you look into the his profile,You know that to make an advert for his company, we need to show him that we know more about him"She said to Gracie. "Well I did try to check him up on line but nothing came, all we know is that he is a rich billionaire and nothing more, It's like he wants to keep his life a mystery" Gracie replied. "You are not doing your work properly Gracie,I had told you to find out some thing about him!"she yelled at her

Instead, she looked straight at the handsome young man in front of her. She knew that Mr. Dickson had a distinguished guest here today, so she came to make friends. Little did she know that it was Damien Wolfe, the heir to the Wolfe family with a net worth of hundreds of billions. She apologized on behalf of her assistant and said, "Mr. Damien, I'm sorry for my assistant's recklessness. I will apologize to you on her behalf." Ciara was wearing a V-neck long dress, and when she lowered her head, the neckline was visible.

He had to securely brace his heavily bruised, half-naked body for the incoming catastrophe. The second billionaire stepped forcefully across the threshold. It was Mr. Singhal, the ruthless real estate tycoon whose massive hostile takeover Aryan had brutally crushed just three years ago. Singhal didn't hesitate for a single, microscopic second. He forcefully planted his heavy, mud-caked designer boot directly onto Aryan’s violently shaking, bare left shoulder blade.

“You’re blinded by money. He doesn’t love you. The earlier you realize that, the better. I’m the one leaving after nine months, not you. And if I should take my baby, you’ll become nothing but a story of the past.” Her eyes flashed with pure hatred. “Your baby? That child is ours. You’re just the incubator. Nothing more!” The billionaire finally stepped between us, raising his hands. “It’s okay. It’s alright. Calm down, now!” I shoved his hand away forcefully. “Don’t fucking tell me it’s alright! What do you think you are? And why would you want to act like the good guy here?” She opened her mouth to reply, but the billionaire raised his hand again. “Enough!”

"The loan sharks get their money, you get your legacy back, and I get my heirloom. It’s a transaction, Elara. Purely business. No feelings, no real intimacy. Just a signature on a different kind of paper." I looked at Silas, who looked dangerous with those eyes pinned on me. I thought of Brian who ruined my life and the loan sharks waiting to devour me. I would give anything to have my father’s company back. But I was scared. If I said yes, I was a billionaire’s wife with all my problems solved but at the expense of my happiness. And if I refused, I was as good as dead. I licked my dry lips and swallowed hard before speaking up. "Will you really get my company back?" I asked, my voice small.

“G****e. He used to live in the One57 Billionaire Building, but he moved out of there and into a building on Park Avenue. His apartment is worth something like fifty million.” “Fifty million,” I gasp. “Are you serious? How could anything be worth fifty million dollars? That’s just crazy.” He shrugs. “Beats me. Must have gold toilets or something.” I laugh a little bit as I picture someone sitting on a gold toilet. Harper sits back down and gives me a shot of tequila. “Drink this, and then go and fuck him stupid.” “I’m not going,” I sharply tell her. “Well, what’s the plan of attack?” she asks. “Are you playing hard to get?”

"That's what they get for messing with us! Let's go back to our cheap hotel room and celebrate!" The next morning, the sun rose over the city, but it brought no warmth. Early morning digital news alerts flashed across millions of phones across the financial district, screaming headlines that made the whole city stop and stare: "HEARTLESS BILLIONAIRE LUCIEN CRUSHES RIVAL BUSINESS OVER PERSONAL VENDETTA: SOCIAL SCANDAL ERUPTS AT PRIVATE CLUB GALA!" Evander woke up in their cheap motel room, picked up his phone, and saw the news article plastered across every major social media app. He let out a loud, triumphant roar of laughter, shaking Liora awake by the shoulders.