The Day I Stopped Feeding Billionaires Novels & Stories

Lily's shoulders tensed as she took a bite of her food. "I suppose I can do all the talking then." I took a sip of my drink before continuing. "You were smart at first. Or, rather, the person doing it for you, was smart at first. You know, taking small chunks to where we wouldn't notice. But then you both got too greedy." "I mean, come on… $100,000 in just one day?" I laughed. "I get I'm a billionaire, but even THAT'S noticeable." Lily preoccupied herself with her food instead of saying anything else.

I was excited and also curious. Am Amanda Ezeh, 24 and lives alone.Broke at the moment got a lot of bills to settle I work as an humans resource officer in a company owned by a business tycoon Late Chife Johnson Okafor and now being managed by his only son one of the youngest multbillon dollar guy in the country, Richard Okafor. He was pretty rich and from what I heard… He’s an easy going man but too observative. He has an exquisite taste of fashion and had great abs.

"That's right! You must get a divorce today, and you're leaving with nothing." Wilbur's brows furrowed so hard that they knitted together… It felt like a storm was brewing. Just then, his younger sister-in-law, Chelsea Willow, said, "Dad, Mom, what are you guys doing? If it hadn't been for Wilbur giving us fifty million dollars back then, we wouldn't have moved on from being regular folks to becoming billionaires with a booming supermarket business right now. Have you forgotten what Wilbur has done for us?"

, threatened Dane. "Excuse me", I said sputtering. "Don't waste food. You don't know its value", he said. "And you do? Mr billionaire", I said with a huff. "I wasn't always a billionaire", said him looking at me. "Fine", I said picking up the food. It was good for the price he paid. But I don't want to eat. My father was still in hospital. I also don't have my phone. I felt bottomed out. There is nothing left in me to give him or anyone. I prayed he left me alone after the wedding.

Feeling helpless and shattered, I crumbled to the floor, crying bitterly. The worst part of it all was the fact that I couldn’t borrow money from any friend because I didn’t have any. Brian never allowed me to socialize, even though it was for business. Frantic, I tried to reach out to some loan sharks, but I got to know I was blacklisted.

LOLETTE. These expensive balls always made me feel like I was suffocating. Today, I had to be here though. For him. The boy who wasn’t only my best friend, my closest confidant, but the man of my dreams. The last part was a secret though. And he was about to step into something even bigger than himself, becoming the next CEO of the largest petroleum company in the world, Emporio Dynasty Petrol. My eyes locked in on the table in the centre of the large gathering, where you could find the most expensive Armani, the flashiest Rolexes, and the most iridescent diamonds. All because that table seated the richest family in the entire hall.

Just lips, just breath, just them. Isabel closed her eyes and whispered, “Who would have known me coming to have a baby for a billionaire would have a happy ending.” And with that, she broke the fourth wall and smiled right at you, the reader, like she had been waiting to say it all along.

“He was crying, they took him aside. They asked questions. They said the car belongs to a billionaire. They said the man is angry. They want the whole door replaced. They took your number. They said the owner will decide punishment.” Pearl felt her throat tighten. A billionaire and a red convoy. Pearl ’s mind replayed every small detail she had heard about billionaires. Their influence, their power, their wealth, their obsession with their cars and their meanness. Pearl sat down slowly, her face drained of color. “Mama… you should have stopped him.” The grandmother lowered her head. “I tried, I did not see him move, I was holding Savior. I have really failed.” Pearl covered her eyes with bot

I bellowed, raising my wine glass high. Hawk, Asher, and Delt mirrored the motion with bright smiles on their faces. “Cheers, Boss.” When I raised my eyes to the windows, they reflected my red-rimmed eyes. Ignoring it, I focused on the girl who had been pestering me for a dance. I grinded against the girl while my other hand fondled the tits of a woman who was half-drunk and fully thrilled to be near me. “Thirteenth richest man under forty,” the media said. “Youngest billionaire to legally dominate an entire metropolitan empire.”

"It's yours now. Everything but the security server is gone. I even packed my suits. I won't be needing them." Vivian accepted the glass of dark red wine. "Thank you, Elias. For all of it. For believing in a life that wasn't built for a billionaire." "I believe in you," he corrected, turning his body toward her. "I have no idea how to run a sustainable lifestyle. My knowledge stops at maximizing profit and acquisition. I am a retired CEO with no marketable skills outside of global finance." A genuine smile touched his lips. "I'm going to need you to teach me how to exist in a world where things matter more than money."