Novel & Cerita The Double Life Of A Billionaire

It seems everyone could read beyond her present state. “There’s nothing much to say aside from that my dad’s company went through a terrible financial stroke due to a failed project and our competitor bought our company,” she said in one go and took a bite from her donut “Oh my, this donut is so good” she made a satisfying sound and continues eating.

My innocence wasn’t lost — it was sold, stamped, and sealed with thirty billion dollars. At twenty, I was already drowning in debts and poor choices. Every knock on my door felt like a countdown, every message from the bank a threat. Then came him — a man with calm eyes, a measured voice, and an offer that sounded like salvation. He said he needed a maid. Except… it wasn’t just him. They did. An elite circle of billionaires — powerful, untouchable, dangerous.

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 empty and silent except for the hum of the city far below. I kick off my Louboutins and pad to the massive windows. The sun is setting, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. Somewhere out there, Marcus is probably in a holding cell or at least being questioned by federal agents. Vivienne is watching her influencer career crumble. My parents are probably trying to figure out how to salvage their reputation. And I’m here. In a billionaire’s penthouse. Wearing designer clothes and a two-million-dollar ring. Living a life that doesn’t feel like mine.

I followed without a word. My old life was gone. I was the Billionaire Don’s fifty-million-dollar prize now. And the real sharing had only just begun.

The headlines flashed dangerously before me: “Billionaire Big-shot busted in bathroom bonanza with another dude;” “Toilet tryst torches tycoon’s rep: caught pants-down with a guy;” “Filthy rich and filthy habits: billionaire’s bathroom boy-toy bust;” The morbid names kept coming, each worse than the order that held me bound to where I was as I watched him leave the bathroom. As soon as his presence left I felt some sort of motion in my bones. I moved slowly, pushing the door.

“In the eyes of the law we remain husband and wife. So you’ve no right to such haughty behavior.” Chloe gave a mirthless laugh, playing her trump card. “Three years ago you married Reginald for that ten million dowry. I'm now offering double.” She slapped a cheque down on the table. “Twenty million. Take the money and scram!” Arabella calmly regarded the cheque. “I didn't marry Reginald for money.” Chloe mocked, “And pigs can fly! Blatant lies!” Arabella reined in her anger, coldly sizing her up. How she itched to slap that smug look off her face.

Purposefully, I hadn’t tried to find out the price, knowing it would probably cost more than one month’s rent. It was beautiful, though. I didn’t think it would suit me, but somehow it did. For a second, I was worried it would make me look cheap or that it would be too revealing, but somehow, even with that deep v, it was still classy. When the alarm went off in the morning, it took me a while to realize this was my life right now. I was actually dating a billionaire. Not a millionaire, because apparently a million dollars was nothing to Cas. Something he would give me just to go out with him.

No, he wasn't; he made me not work; I had to quit my job six months into our marriage; I didn't see a problem with that because he was rich; he was so rich that he could buy 10 solid estates and not feel his account move! “He was that rich?” Aella exclaimed. “Baby, you have no idea?” Becca rolled her eyes sarcastically. Aella wouldn't have believed if anyone had randomly told her that the man she had seen the previous day was once a rich dude. She would argue it with everything. “I came back after finding a job at a local coffee shop, but to my greatest shock, they had moved already!” Aella had no tears left to cry, but she felt so much anger within her. A whole family was destroyed because