The Billionaires Pawn Novels & Stories

I dragged the suitcase to the biggest pawnshop in the city. To liquidate it all as fast as possible, I didn't even bother haggling, accepting whatever the owner offered. Just as I was stepping out with several new bank cards, I ran right into the ever-present Karlie again. She was at a cafe across the street, having high tea with a few other socialites. Seeing me exit a pawnshop, her eyes lit up brighter than a laser show. "I knew it! The Gibson family is definitely going under! Phoebe's already selling off her jewelry to run away!"

“Everyone here knows there's no way someone like you could afford the amount of money you just spent.. One point five billion dollars? Please...." I took a step forward. “The truth is, you never intended to buy that necklace in the first place. You only started bidding because you couldn't bear the thought of my husband getting back the necklace his grandmother left for him as her final wish.” “And suddenly,” I continued mockingly, “you transformed into some billionaire genius, throwing around impossible figures as though money grows on trees.” I scoffed. “Tell me, Bianca... Where exactly did a woman like you get one point five billion dollars from?”

Liliana "What do you mean it's only worth three hundred dollars? I can tell you right now that this bracelet was probably at least four figures!" I tell the third and last pawn shop owner. "I'll give you four hundred tops for it." The slimy owner states, looking bored. There isn't much I can do about it; this shop is willing to pay the most, but I try again, "How about six hundred?" Looking annoyed now because he's trying to watch a horse race on the old static television that sits in the corner of the counter, he gives me his last offer: "Five hundred. Now, either take it or get the hell out of here!"

I was going through my phone when a certain news caught my attention, because that news mentioned me, none of the other news did, and I know why because my dad and brother had threatened the reporters. Not that I couldn't do it, it just makes me feel that I'm loved and people do care about me. . "The playboy, again is engaged, with a Victoria secret model, who claimed to be his best friend during his first marriage with the heir of Lightwood enterprises Ms. Caroline Lightwood." Is this the reason for the divorce of Ms. Lightwood and her player ex-husband Mr. Knight.? As we all know how much both the partners were in love with each other. What might have led to their separation? We all know M

The Billionaire Sugar Daddy Chapter 45 THE other Vozinelik still stood right in his front. Dylan is frozen when his hand is gently slapping his squishy cheeks to wake him up. They both go inside the car as Connor closed the door and then puts on the seatbelt while his body is close enough to feel the warm breath. The pretty boy is dumbfounded while holding the envelope that this crazy billionaire gave to him.Inside of the car is silent until they reach some particular parts of the city. The lights are the only thing that can make the inside illuminate. Dylan is quiet, and Connor is bothered—no! He is curious about what he thinks about what he said earlier at the entrance of the restaurant.

He was impressed by her words and he quickly like her more. “Zuri must be right, you are the perfect lady for the assignment,” he nodded, excitedly, adding, “my lady, there are a lot of success in my compound to pluck, but only if you are ready to pay the price.” “What's the price for success?” She asked confidently. Chairman Lexx took out his phone and opened the gallery app. He tapped on a guy picture and showed it to her. “Do you know this guy?” She scoffed and answered. “Rolland Kayden, the star of America. The youngest rich billionaire that ever exists. Who won't know him?”

"Yeah? A simple yeah? Do you even know how expensive this is?" "500 million dollars," Ivory replied with a shaky tone as that memory of the auction is fresh in front of her, Pearl held Ivory's shoulders and shook them, "500 million dollars? Where did you get it? Did you rob a bank?" Ivory leaned back lazily. "Nope, I looted a ruthless businessman." Pearl froze. "Who?" Ivory smirked with a proud face. "Who else? Mr. Alexander Kingston, he bought it for me in an auction."

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and then a voice spoke up. "The youngest Billionaire who thinks he can have all he wants," the voice said. "I have your...no, our precious damsel here with me. Hold up! I think I need to rephrase that; I've got my pretty damsel which you stole from me," he said, laughing out loud. James's heart stopped, and he felt a wave of fear wash over him. "Who the hell is this and what do want you want?" James demanded, trying to keep his voice steady. The voice on the other end of the line just laughed.

You’re doing what’s best for you. The unspoken truth hung heavy between us, and silence was deafening. I staggered out of the room. With my chest heaving from trying to catch my breath, Tears clouded my vision, and I barely reached the stairs before tumbling down the bottom step. The weight of my father's words was choking me, and my hands were shaking as I held onto the banister. You are to marry Roman Blackwood. My spine tingled at the name alone. Roman Blackwood was more than just a billionaire; he was a legend and a dark side to the city. Unforgiving in negotiations and ruthless in business. And now, apparently, my future husband.

It seems they decided to use the girls as a distraction while they go to the treasury to steal the diamonds. “Now girls, you know the drill. Today, you all have the rare opportunity to be amongst the world's wealthiest billionaires. You will each have a chance to dazzle Grandpa Hawkins with your dancing skills and stand a chance to win one of his dazzling Diamond necklaces. May the best candidate win,” the speaker lets out excitedly, making the girls go wild with excitement.