The Hidden Billionaire Novels & Stories

He might be a billionaire, but he was also the man that had struggled, he was also the man that had known pain. And Abigail knew that those two things together, could be an amazing force for good. After all, look at her, look at Lyall. They had suffered, and so, they were willing to endure great personal hardships to stop that same suffering in others. Abigail knew that was Mark's heart, too. Abigail knew he was better than her, than Lyall, than all of them put together. And besides, it would be a little hypocritical of her to refuse him now on the basis of his wealth, when she had just unearthed laws making herself one of the youngest female CEO billionaires in history.

"How do you mean? He asked. "The young boy, who just lost her parents at the time, came into the school as a disguised Billionaire, making every one believe that he was in the school on scholarship, but very few persons who knew him, told us everything". She says, almost whispering this time, as if someone might be listening. "Who is this secret billionaire? He asked, getting more interested in the story. "He is Craig Anderson, the only grand son of the Anderson, the president of the Apple international technological industries". She says with a knowing smile.

"The billionaire? What's he doing here?" "Charity event in the west wing. Though after that scandal with his ex-fiancée, I'm surprised he shows his face anywhere." "I heard he's looking for a new girlfriend. Someone to clean up his image." "A fake girlfriend, you mean. Like those Hollywood contracts." My feet stopped moving. Brett Graham. Everyone knew that name. The tech mogul who'd built an empire from nothing, worth billions, cold as ice and twice as ruthless. "How much do you think someone would pay for that kind of arrangement?" the first nurse asked.

I breathed to myself. *** I lay down on the bed while thinking about today's incidents in my mind. Maybe I am thinking too much or maybe he is hiding something! The country's most ruthless billionaire is hiding something in his building. That dark room makes me very anxious about his way of doing things... What if he is secretly a criminal? Or what if he is a mafia? Though he doesn't look like a one, I mentally slept myself for guessing this way, and after rolling thousands of times I fell asleep.

I was about to swipe away one when the familiar name caught my attention. 'Billionaire Ethan Harrington's secret shady business unraveled'

But then again, I couldn't have said that to Stella. "Just curious." I whispered. I felt the couch dip slightly as she turned towards me. "Well, he is the CEO of the biggest company of New York. His dad's a rich guy. He himself is a rich guy. I mean, you go to his apartment and your mind blows off. He, on the first hand, is really rude. He thinks of himself as the biggest and most strongest man. And blah blah...he switches his girlfriends like about two times in a day and those girls would be the meanest you can ever see."

“That explanation” He looked around the room. “changes everything.” Outside, thunder rolled across the dark sky again. And Aurora suddenly realized something terrifying. Whatever secret these men were about to reveal It had been shaping her life for far longer than she had ever imagined. And she had never even known. Aurora’s mind raced as she tried to process the words that had just filled the room. Six billionaires. Ten years of protection. A father who had apparently built something far beyond a mere business empire. And she,Aurora Hale,was at the center of it all.

he said, “to be my wife.” And just like that… the billionaire secret stopped being a mystery. And became a trap.

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.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Hey my lovely readers 🤍:) We’ve come to the end of The Billionaire’s Hidden Bride: The Secret Heiress. This story means a lot to me, and while I originally planned to make it longer, I decided to give it a proper ending rather than leave anyone hanging. If you made it this far, thank you for staying with me till the end. Your time and support truly mean more than you know. I’m already working toward my next story, and I promise it will be even bigger, deeper, and more dramatic. I hope you’ll be there when it begins.