The Billionaires Match Novels & Stories

yeah, she was screwed for sure " class, I am excited to introduce Asher Walker, the CEO of an Elite Corp," the Dean said, the excitement in his voice couldn't be missed and she understood why. Elite Corps was a multimillion-dollar real estate company with its Headquarters in California. everyone knew that the owner of the company was the youngest billionaire in the Country, yet because Asher Walker was a discreet person not even his appearance was known. everyone in the class was shocked to have a f****** Billionaire in front of them. As for Lisa, she felt nothing but dread. She had bullied a Billionaire? no wonder he hadn't called the police when she broke his expensive car, he knew he woul

I stare at her. “What?” “Holy shit, Alice, he’s a billionaire.” “What?” “That’s nine zeroes.” “What?” Her giggle holds a touch of hysteria. “Oh my God. What was he doing on Tinder?” My brain is refusing to compute. “I’m guessing he likes being anonymous. I would think billionaires have trouble with women being after their money, don’t you?” “Oh Alice. Did you have any idea?”

I recognized him right away, even with the lower half of his face hidden and his eyes half-closed. Shane Wilson. The Shane Wilson. Billionaire tech mogul. Media darling. Tabloid king. And right now—naked. In bed. With me. Oh God. I was feeling numb in the head and bones, my brain overcast with fog, and was panting for my life. Fragments of last night struck me, like shards of broken glass in my brain. Melissa had dragged me out. “One evening, Lucy,” she had told me. “Just have fun and try to stay alive for one night.

Curiosity got the best of me and I can’t help but ask, “Golden Boys?” She turned to face me surprising me with the intensity that she had in her eyes as she explained, “The heirs of the top billionaires of the world. They cover almost everything. From food to transportation, banks, the list just goes on and on.” “Wow,” Brie replied with amusement. “You’re lucky, Eve.”

She offered Mia a magazine to keep her entertained and smiled as Mia went to sit on a comfortable couch at the reception. The cover picture of the magazine caught Mia by surprise. Her heart was beating fast when she saw a familiar face with a bold headline:” SHAW CARTER, THE YOUNGEST BILLIONAIRE, IS NOW THE CITY MOST WANTED BACHELOR. Mia almost fainted with her discovery.Her boss is her one-night stand. “ Oh no. I can't accept this job. I won't be able to look at his face and work with the way I embarrassed myself that night. Mia concluded and ran out of the place, hearing the voice of the receptionist calling her to come back. She was not looking and hit someone almost falling, but a muscul

The press had likely already drafted tomorrow's headlines: [Billionaire Heiress Falls for Finance Prince—A Match Made in Heaven] But now… Now the story was about to get a lot juicier: [Billionaire Heiress Has a Man—CEO Nick Hunt Boldly Claims His Wife, Finance Prince Heartbroken On the Spot…] Nick's words went unanswered by Henry, whose lips twitched slightly before he turned and took his seat. Nick was the CEO of the Hunt Group. Henry's cold treatment of him, despite being his grandfather-in-law, made things undeniably awkward.

His fingers closed tightly around hers, holding her hand with care, strength, and devotion. Below them, the great city kept moving. The cars kept driving, the streetlights began to turn on, and the busy world went on as it always did. But up on the high terrace, everything had changed. Greg was no longer the lonely billionaire hiding behind a cold wall, and Ariana was no longer running away from her past. They were standing together, ready to face whatever came next, hand in hand.

"Nothing happened." "Camila." The warning in her voice makes me groan. "What?" "You were meeting with the billionaire." I hate that that's how she describes him. The billionaire. Not Alejandro, not the CEO. As if he's some mythical creature, maybe he is. "How did it go?" she asks. I look down at our joined hands because suddenly meeting her eyes feels impossible. "There was a settlement offer." Her entire face brightens. "That's amazing." "It wasn't normal."

She already knew. Kevin Torres. The owner of the mansion. Her billionaire employer. He silently looked down at her without the slightest trace of emotion and not even a small smile. There wasn't a single hint of kindness on his face. Under his cold gaze, Graziel suddenly felt like a student who had been caught cheating during an exam. "I'm... I'm sorry, sir," she said quickly. He didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked at her and then at the cleaning supplies scattered across the floor. Then back at her again. He made no move to help.

Reality hit me when Kate was already in front of me. She cleared her throat and said," Uh..Mr. Collins, you're blocking my way." "Oh sorry." I said blankly. "I'm gonna go..." I whispered. Gosh..that's so embarrassing. I was back in my office and saw envelopes on my table. They're the bills for the fashion show. It says I have to pay a hundred thousand dollars for everything. The decorations, DJs, food, and the event place. That's easy. I'm one hell of a billionaire. That's just like what? A dollar to me.