The Day I Stopped Feeding Billionaires Novels & Stories

“You can come back tomorrow, really early. Or, you know, hang around for a while. Sometimes these billionaires get bored, cancel last minute, head off to a hotel with their mistress or whatever. Typical stuff. You might get lucky.” That caught me off guard. I tilted my head slightly. He finally looked up. Young, maybe mid-twenties. Dreadlocks pulled into a neat bun. Clear eyes. Calm face. Zero trace of intimidation. I raised a brow. “Is that so? That’s a pretty bold take.” He shrugged, resting his elbow on the counter now, fingers still idly drumming against the keyboard. “You asked for a table. I told you how it works,” he said casually. “It’s not a take. It’s facts. Rich folks cancel all t

Cassian said evenly, “that three years ago, your father was listed as a silent beneficiary under a medical investment trust.” My heart slammed. “That’s impossible.” “Not if someone set it up before he got sick.” I looked at his wife. “You did this?” She shook her head. “No. This is older than me.” Cassian’s gaze stayed on mine. “You did,” he said quietly. I laughed—sharp, disbelieving. “I was broke. I was barely surviving.” “Yes,” he agreed. “Which is why you forgot.” Forgot what? He tapped the screen.

she asked back. “Officially, yes, but the guy standing before you is far more powerful,” Gareth said. “A few years back, a terrifying foe was about to devour all the billionaire empires, but it was this man who stopped that unstoppable foe. If it wasn’t for him, all of us wouldn’t be enjoying our freedom right now. Why do you think so many big billionaires and politicians of the country came here even though they weren’t even told the reason? It was because the one who called them was Don Denver.”

“My only child. Everything I have is yours. It always has been. I was just waiting to find you to give it to you.” Green started clapping, then Ovee joined in, then Maya. Emma joined in. I pulled back from Josephine, laughing through my tears. “I don’t know whether to scream or cry or dance or what.” “Do all three,” Green suggested, grinning widely. “This is insane. This is absolutely insane,” I said, looking at the check again to make sure it was real. “Yesterday I was living in your apartment trying to figure out how to afford my own place. Today I’m a billionaire.”

Fuck Hailey, she was going to enjoy this day. She strolled to a street food seller and got herself a stick of dirty corn. She sat down at a corner and pulled off her mask and slowly ate it. Her eyes darted back and forth on the street. She sighted a crowd gathered around a man. "What's happening there?" She asked the food seller. "They are getting the latest newspaper. You know Frederick Mills, the billionaire and his wife made their first public appearance yesterday." Zara suddenly lost her appetite, her face contoured in anger.

dad said smiling back at mum. okay forks let's dig in. before I finished the sentence I was already eating, ad if I was dragging the meal with anyone during dinner all we kept on talking about was my new job. chery how is your new boss? mum asked I kept quiet for sometime after the question as was thinking of what to say. if only mum knows that he happens to be my crush from highschool well he seems good, you know I haven't worked with him yet we just melt today so I don't know how good or bad he is yet.

she was excited to see the city and experience the fast-paced lifestyle of a billionaire. As they arrived in New York, Max took Her to his luxurious penthouse apartment overlooking Central Park. The apartment was stunning, with sleek modern decor and breathtaking views of the city. Max showed Her around the city, taking her to fancy restaurants, exclusive clubs, and high-end boutiques.she was amazed by the luxury and opulence that surrounded her. As they walked through the streets of Manhattan, Max pointed out his various business ventures, from high-rise buildings to trendy startups. She was impressed by his entrepreneurial spirit and his ability to succeed in such a competitive environment

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.

My mother’s voice daily was another thing that kept me from losing my sanity. Also, in the past three days, I have learnt to avoid social media. The last time I checked, Chris was the headline. Billionaire Secret Baby, True or False? The Sanchez’s mystery Baby. The headline itself was shocking but the content was horrible. It was about all things about Chris and how the society doubted if he was truly Kingston’s son regardless of how they look alike. Not like, I care about what the society believes in or not. Towards the ending of the news, they bounced back at me, claiming I only wanted a part of the billionaire wealth and that was why I brought a fake baby. They knew my name, and thing

Just as I had the thought my phone vibrated in my pocket. "Thorpe." "It's done." I hung up without saying another word. And so it begins, there was no going back now. I've started a war with Clifton Sanders. I've taken the fight right to his door, literally. The next move was his but I had eyes on him, his every move was being documented and his house was still wiretapped. There was still one more thing I needed to do though. I wanted to make sure all the players pay. When Blossom finally woke up again she was hungry. That was supposedly a good sign but they kept her on light foods like broth and juice. I wanted to run out and get her the damn burger that she'd never got the chance to have.