The Billionaire Unleashed Novels & Stories

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”

"Julian went public. The press is already outside the building. He’s playing the devastated, betrayed husband whose pregnant wife was snatched by a ruthless billionaire. If we hide her now, we look guilty of a federal crime." A heavy silence descended upon the room. I looked at the glass walls, imagining the cameras pointed up at us from the streets below. I was trapped again. I had run from the viper, only to end up in the lion’s den, and now the viper was tearing down the walls to get me back. Killian didn't look at Marcus. He looked down at me. The ruthless, cold billionaire who had spent a decade building an empire out of spite looked... furious. Not at me, but at the fact that his fortr

he murmured. Sophia scoffed. “You think I’d let some power-hungry executive take you down? Please.” Lauren approached, phone in hand, her expression taut with urgency. “We have a problem.” Adrian’s jaw tightened. “What now?” Lauren hesitated before handing him the screen. A news article flashed before his eyes. His stomach turned to stone. BILLIONAIRE ADRIAN BLACKWOOD UNDER FIRE: NEW ACCUSATIONS SURFACE FROM HIS PAST

His bodyguards stood like a wall around him, and he had just ended his phone call. “Excuse me,” I said to one of the guards. “I need to speak to your boss.” The guards stepped aside, and the man turned. I froze. It was Hunter Steele. The richest billionaire in the country. Ruthless. Untouchable. His name alone struck fear into people’s hearts. Stories of his cruelty were legendary. He was said to especially hate women because his mother had abandoned him for a wealthier man when he was a child. Also, there were rumours that he had strong connections with the Mafia but the rumours were never confirmed.

“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.”

Me in that silver dress, standing far too close to Alexander Lancaster. His hand was at my waist. I remembered the moment his touch, the confusion in his eyes. And now it was plastered across the internet. The headline was bold and cruel: **'Nichole Adams Caught in Scandal with Billionaire Alexander Lancaster — Betrayal Runs in the Family?’** My stomach dropped. “Oh God…” Claire exhaled slowly. “It’s already everywhere. T*****r, gossip sites, even some business pages.” I took her phone, scrolling through the comments.

Sophia's screams were silenced by the soundproofing of the sedan as it sped away into the night. When the sedan finally stopped, Sophia was pulled out and led into a grand, opulent mansion with her face tied. She was deposited into a lavish bedroom, where a figure waited in the shadows. As the figure stepped forward, Sophia's eyes widened in shock. It was Marcus Thompson, the reclusive billionaire his piercing gaze and chiseled features illuminated by the soft glow of the bedside lamp. "Sophia, you're even more beautiful than I imagined," "oh look at those curves.”Marcus said, his deep voice dripping with entitlement. "I've been waiting for you."

She asked once she had steadied herself. “Kevin, the billionaire Bigshot just walked in,” Nuella seemed unintended. “Don't tell me you don't know who that is? He's Silas's uncle and a big name in the business world. That guy is filthy rich and of course the perfect way to get revenge on Silas while reaping some benefits too.” “Hmm,” Nuella hummed but was too out of it. “Nuella!” “What?” “I'll be going to the bathroom now, wait for me, alright.”

Zack's empire was built on mountains of deceit, and to destroy it would require every ounce of courage and wit I possessed. I began to organize secret meetings with experts—corporate fraud attorneys who could unravel the intricate network of illegal money trails, forensic accountants who could trace the trail of dirty money, and even former insiders who had the courage to speak out against a dictatorial regime. With every meeting, another step towards the public disclosure of the truth. Lists of names, numbers, and potential witnesses were made by me, and they all went into the ever-growing dossier. It was like creating an army of truth—a collective force that would, in time, bring down the

she smirked, an evil glint in her eyes. “But fuck! It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. I already arranged a deal with some horny older man but you got lucky by sleeping with that hot billionaire. You bitch! I bet you don’t remember him, good, cause I’m not helping you find him. Go raise your baby alone” she smirked. “H-how could you?” I stuttered. My tears were uncontrollable and I was glad not much where paying attention to my ongoing drama. “Fuck. You. Bitch” Cara sneered. She picked up her purse and exited the cafe.