The Day I Stopped Feeding Billionaires Novels & Stories

I feel like this is something that Kaiden even can do by himself, I don't know why he is hiring me to do his baby job for him. I was finally inside the mansion with a lot of billionaires, both old and young, giving hypocritical smiles and glances at each other. I know how they do it, all these stinking rich people will come together as though they love and have each other's best interest at heart, when all of these is just for business transactions and making deal. Billionaires are more hypocritical than I thought. I hate being around them, because that means smiling whenever they want me to smile. I hate taking orders from them.

The tears, once symbols of despair, now reflected a cleansing process for emotional renewal. "Come here." Alexander whispered to his wife as he opened his arms for an embrace. As they continued to console each other, the room now appeared to be warm and calm. Alexander and Elizabeth emerged not weakened but stronger, their emotional bond now held in the authenticity that only shared discussions could bring. As the echoes of their quiet conversation lingered in the air, the couple, united in their journey, found comfort in the shared understanding that, even in the realm of billionaires world, the true riches lay in the unguarded moments of the heart.

“So, Father bought the entire day. The restaurant is not allowed to have customers today even when we leave.” My eyes went wide with surprise. I knew father was saying something about the Adler family were billionaires, and I knew just how much influence they had over people because of their foundation, but I didn’t believe it was indeed possible to a billionaire. I felt my lips quivered, as my brain tried to do the math of how many millions, they paid to buy out such big establishment for the whole day. I think I understand why he seemed offended by the dress I chose; a man of such class doesn’t expect excuse; he can get anything done even with the snap of his fingers.

This time Alessa patted his back. Alessa couldn’t help but smile to herself. A few months ago this billionaire was terrorizing her, taking away her company, her bed, her pride, but now, she couldn’t help but see that he was just another human being. It seemed the billionaire’s walls were crumbling down, Alessa just needed to verify if it was because of her. Maybe after he spills all of ‘her New York’ out of his system, she would interrogate him.

I took my seat comfortably on the dinning chair while still letting my eyes get amazed by everything in my sight. “Whoever owns the house must definitely be a billionaire, that’s just the truth.” I said to myself while smiling but then my stomach growled reminding me that I hadn’t eaten anything for two days and more, but when I looked around there was no food so I had to stand up and find my way to the kitchen and although I was lost a few times I was still able to find my way to the kitchen and from the looks of things this billionaire was leaving alone but how was he able to have this much food stocked everywhere.

Phoebe woke up with a scorching headache. The rays of sunlight penetrated the room through the floor-to-ceiling window. Even after sleeping for so long, her body felt weak from sleeping the previous night without food. The butler had brought up food for her but in her angry state, she'd refused to accept it and had sent him back to his boss with a message that she'd never come down to the level he wanted her at, no matter what he subjects her to. The butler had looked at her pitifully, hesitating for a while before wishing her a good night. She remembered how hard it had been for her to sleep that night, how her stomach wouldn't stop rumbling. She'd spent the rest of the night beating hersel

I had worked enough for one day. *** The moment Neo appeared in front of me, I blinked away the tears in my eyes, pretended like I was completely fine. "Is the place empty?" I asked him. He nodded. "Another person has rented the place for the night. But well, the person paid a half payment." "Does that mean I can go in?" I asked further. "Yes, you don't have to worry about any crowd." I gave him a curt nod, and walked into the restaurant. One thing about being a billionaire, and a bit of a celebrity was, I was hardly able to go into restaurants without being attacked by people's attention. I used to like it, but not anymore. I just wanted a private life.

I have a date today i can't do that maybe tomorrow. Alicia had spare time on her hands so she decided to update her ‘ how to bag a billionaire’ journal on Alexander Kings .She wrote ‘ the man is almost impossible to crack , seems to have no feelings and the strictest of all the billionaires she met . He seems to have no social life and is a workaholic , apart from him having no record of him having a woman on his life online there's no such evidence of him having a woman in his life in reality too._’ . She closed the journal with a thump wondering if she should quit by the way she had already had Dylan and Dimitri activity chasing her and she would probably agree to officially be in a relati

"I only left you to make money for us. And did I make that money!" He paused, his eyes gleaming with pride. "Did I!?" he repeated, his voice rising in a triumphant crescendo. "Yes, I did," Brad continued, his chest puffing out with pride. "I got a lot of money." Really?" I spat, my voice venomous. "Then it's best that you spend it on someone else, because I don't think I want you or your darn money." Brad's face contorted in desperation. "Please, Emily, you have been the only girl I have ever loved," he pleaded, his words dripping with sincerity.

it read with a smiling emoji. I groaned and tossed the phone to the side. I didn’t have a choice. Joseph Grey was one of the most influential billionaires in the city. A partnership with him would change everything for my organization. Canceling now could blow my only chance. I picked up the phone and replied: “Can’t wait.” Then I dropped it on the nightstand, stripped off my clothes, and headed for a quick shower. The warm water helped, even if it was just a little. I still felt drained, but at least I was more awake.