The Impotent Billionaire Has A Son Novels & Stories

But his next words stopped me in my tracks. “I can’t give you two million dollars, but I know someone who can give you more,” he said casually. I turned back to him, intrigued despite my anger. “Who?” “Well, there’s a rich billionaire in town who happens to be looking for a wife.” “And so?” I asked, growing tired of his games and antics. “What does that have to do with me?” “Well, he’s not that okay…” Donnie said, waving his hands in a dismissive manner, “he has some bit of, actually never mind.”

Watching her now I tried to imagine her being taken, being subjected to the atrocities her father had described, that too made me want to murder the bastard all over again. My phone vibrated on my desk and I snatched it up to answer, it was barley five in the morning and I didn't want her getting up yet she needed her rest. "Thorpe." "Uh boss there's some kid down here says he's Starks' son and he needs to talk to you." "Are you shitting me, did we know he had one of those?" "Nope, completely off the radar."

‘He’s nathalie's father… the same man whose reference I had been using for the last two years. Nathalie was the son of a billionaire, that’s what he told me, he never told me that Ronin king, the mafia don was his father. He was the son of a don.’ Chills crept down my spine as the thought set its claws deeper into me. I wanted to scream loud at my own foolishness. I had never tried to know more about his father before. How dumb could I be?

When he beat a bad guy they would not defend. But why they did not fight him back? How come a guy would not even defend? Why they did not report him back? Why? Is he the heir of a billionaire? -Nope. Is he the son of a mayor? -Nope. Is he a celebrity in Korea? -Nope. Then what is he! "....." -He is the son of the debtor! His father and mother owned many debts... Not just millions but billions! Nobody touched him since then! If you said a word Then you will be troubled.

He surged closer to rod and patted his shoulders. “Do you realize who you are? You are rod Benson. That name is worth over ten billion dollars. Your father is the richest tycoon in New York he has made many poor men billionaires, including me. Today you are struggling to meet your needs. You are squatting with me. You have no bulky bank account. You are broke today because of a silly decision that will lead you nowhere. Return to your father, marry Opula, father your child, be rich and have peace of mind.”

She was shocked—and couldn’t believe any of it. “Don’t worry, I’m okay,” was all I said in return. (Are you sure? Just tell me if you're not okay—I’ll come over right away.) Even if I said I wasn’t okay, I’d still have to be. I have to stay strong for my son. I don’t want this to be another reason for me to fall back into weakness. (By the way, I found out something about your new boss. My gosh, Athena—his family is crazy rich, especially him. Turns out he’s a multi-billionaire! On top of that, he’s a well-known figure in the business industry. Did you already know that?)

Not only was the man not crippled as she had believed, he was the popularly known BENZO too! The anonymous billionaire who had been trending for the last five years. “T… there must be a glitch somewhere. I can’t believe this is happening. Never. This is… this is a lie!” She cried out. “What?” Aaron snapped his brows together and then stood up. “How can he be Benzo? Do you know what it means to be that person? Benzo is known to be the richest tycoon in the…” “Are you concerned about that and not the fact that my son can actually walk?!” He hollered and he flinched.

I listened silently. “Richard, are you there? About the money you transferred to me earlier, I don’t need to pay you back, right? Why aren’t you saying anything?” I ended the call. I knew she wouldn't accept the offer if she knew it was coming from me, and that damn doctor went and called my name. An evil idea came to my head. I am Richard Anderson, the richest man in America. I can easily issue an order that any company that hires Annabel will become an enemy of the Anderson Group, and I know no one will want to go against me. That will force Annabel to come to me herself. I called Micah, my trusted PA, over to my office and gave him the order. “And also look into her boyfriend’s background

But I can hear the undertone of bitterness in his voice. "You want me to go tell a billionaire to fuck off?" Mickie deadpans. "Yeah, and when next he calls, don't tell me about it," Leo continues and relaxes on the couch. "Just block him or something." Billionaire? His father is a billionaire? I stare at Leo, who’s now absentmindedly tossing a pillow in the air, like this is just another Tuesday. "You never told me your father was a billionaire." He glances at me. "Did it matter?"

It was a man's low voice. “If you want to see your son alive again,” he said, “do exactly what I say.” Her throat locked. “Please,” she whispered. “Please don’t touch him.” “Shut up and listen,” the man snapped. “You don’t tell the cops, you don’t tell your little billionaire husband. You wait and I’ll text you where to go.” “Wait...wait, please let me hear him again.” “Next time you hear him, it’ll be to say goodbye if you mess this up.”