The Billionaire Unleashed Novels & Stories

Apparently, the broadcast is a rerun and she’s grateful that it is being aired now. She takes her time and downloads all the available information about him, which she is still surprised are good things he's done. From everything written here, he’s a self-made billionaire, who is heavily invested in humanitarian work and research. According to this article, he’s a selfless enthusiast who hopes to change and make the world a much better place and many other wealthy billionaires in the country have joined him in the quest. How bad can he be? Neriah washes her sobbing eyes and puts a little makeup on and ties her messy hair into a side ponytail. She grabs her sneakers and after putting them on,

I have never met Robert Williams before but everyone who is into finance knows who he is. One of the youngest billionaires, his company is his life. He is known for being ruthless in getting what he wants but that’s not all. He looks so perfect and handsome, if his billion-dollar empire fails he can give models a run for their money. Thankfully , the position we are in covers my nakedness, and Pete’s dad can’t see much especially since he is standing in the shadow of the dimly lit passageway but I am flushed with embarrassment because any mature adult can guess what Pete is doing.

Clenching tightly unto my heart, at last the City's famous cold hearted billionaire couldn't take it anymore and cried ever so horribly. Damn, what a shitty story indeed!

And if he did, would they be able to make things right and build a life together? Only time would tell. But for now, Clara was determined to face whatever lay ahead with courage and determination. Lady Clara sat alone in her lavish living room, the weight of the world bearing down on her. She had just received the news that her husband, the ruthless mafia billionaire Alexandro, was still in a coma, and her mind was racing with worries and fears. Don Rio sat at his ornate wooden desk, his thick fingers steepled in front of him. He was a powerful man, feared and respected by all who knew him. But even he knew that in the world of the mafia, one could never be too careful.

he sighed. “Day two in billionaire prison.” By the time he walked into the main living area, Timothy was already there. Again. Of course he was. The billionaire sat at the glass dining table reviewing several holographic reports floating in the air before him. His expression was calm. Focused. Like someone who had slept perfectly well. Elliot dropped into the chair across from him. “You know,” Elliot said, “normal people sleep after two in the morning.” Timothy didn’t look up. “I slept.”

00. The sheer weight of the sum made her breath catch in her throat. One million dollars. It was an astronomical amount of money, a life-changing fortune dropped into her account just for a single night of unhinged, forbidden passion. The realization that the cold stranger was indeed an untouchable, powerful billionaire made her stomach do a nervous, dizzying flip. Meanwhile, down in the dim, concrete shadows of the underground garage, I slid into the leather interior of my blacked-out luxury sedan. The heavy doors shut with a dull, vacuum-sealed thud, cutting off the rest of the world.

I am lost in my anime till Gregory comes over to me "Denise, it's time for us to leave". I sit up, putting on my sandals as Gregory helps me up to my feet. When Gregory told me he was taking me for a business meeting I never expected this, I don't think I have truly grasped what the concept of being a billionaire truly means. We are seated in his private jet, an actual private jet. I've been in awe since I stepped in, the jet has a bed and even a bar . "good lord". In my wildest dream I wouldn't have even seen this.

She had been reckless, naive, and now she was trapped. And he would be relentless. Because he was a billionaire—cold, ruthless, heartless. His empire had been built on control, manipulation, and eliminating anyone who defied him. He didn’t forgive. He didn’t hesitate. He didn’t care. And now, Yesha realized with a hollow pang, he owned her. “Yesha Elaine,” he said, stepping closer, so close she could feel the heat from him, “the moment you signed, you stopped being yours. That is the reality. You can scream, you can fight, you can resist… but it won’t change a thing.”

All I knew was that I had to make a decision, and soon. The next day, I sat in the cafeteria, sipping my coffee and nibbling on a stale breakfast pastry. The TV in the corner was blaring, but I wasn't paying much attention to it. I was lost in my own thoughts, still trying to process the proposal Claus had made to me the day before. But then, suddenly, the TV caught my attention. A breaking news alert flashed on the screen, and the anchor's voice was urgent and serious. "We interrupt your regular programming to bring you this breaking news," the anchor said. "The billionaire owner of Montenegro Industries is mourning the sudden passing of his wife, the mother of CEO Raphael Montenegro."

The man has ways with his words. “Thank you for the offer but I hope I don't need to shoot this handsome billionaire mafia to death. It will be a waste, you know.” Evan raised his eyebrows. “That's the first ever honest compliment you ever gave me, Leonessa!” He smirked. Helena smiled. “Any more questions, my Queen!” He teased her. Helena shook her head in no. “Can I kiss you now?” He asked then. Helena smiled again. She wanted to succumb into his touch tonight, she wished to drown into his type of love tonight. She didn't know what the future held for them but tonight she wanted to forget everything about her life. Her revenge!