The Invisible Billionaire Novels & Stories

Seeing how perfect they looked, I couldn’t bear to watch them anymore as I took a step backwards, hoping to stay invisible, but I was interrupted by a voice. "Well, well. I didn't think the outcast would have the courage to show her face here tonight." I turned to find Arthur Vance, a notorious, middle-aged billionaire investor known just as much for his stories with various women. He stepped into my path with a glass of wine in hand as he raked his eyes over my form. "Mr. Vance," I said as I tried to step around him. "Excuse me, I have business with the legal team."

Just when I need him, he disappears. "Just keep tracking Finn and find out who his previous clients were. Maybe we can get some information on them," I demanded. "Sure thing, boss," he smiled at me sarcastically. Tsk. Maybe if Finn and those dangerous people hunting us didn’t exist, our lives would be more free, and I could bond openly in public with my family and friends. Everything we do is always done in secret. Still, being a billionaire isn’t so bad. You can buy what you want at any time and anywhere. Many rivals want to bring down the world's most powerful and wealthy because they don't want you at the top. Some individuals, such as Finn, turn to illicit ventures in an attempt to rise

How I wish he was here to tell me all this was some sick imagination or dream. But ghost doesn't speak. “Who is he?” I asked, my eyes still fixed outside the window. She didn't answer. I didn't expect her to. She even dressed better than I did. “I deserve to know.” A long silence, then, “Was a man with influence, power and money.” “I believe that's not all to tell about him.” She sighed this time, irritated. “He was a billionaire. Cold, private and dangerous, some say.” My breath caught. “Dangerous?”

Come to think of it, there is absolutely nothing she knows about him. She knows he is a self made billionaire, in as much of his father's wealth, he still went out there and made himself somebody, a lot of malls and clubs and company's are under his name but he was always invisible to public eye, hardly attend interviews. To invite him to a party wasn't easy too and even after trying and you succeeded, you still have to worry about him showing up which he often don't and that is the reason she doesn't see much of him, he is kind of a ghost billionaire, although she knows he owns that much but she can't point out which is his property.

'Ok ma, so what do you have me do? 'There' s a billionaire I love and desire him my sister is an obstacle' 'I should get the obstacle out of the way' He is more interested in her than me' 'If you could Kidnap her, he would pay any ransom to get her back 'Wow, cool business' He grinned. 'And I can also have him solely to myself' 'Evil genius' he grinned slowly 'if he could get me pregnant, I would become ultimately part of his life' 'I should get you down first'

"Unfortunately I do, I've had the displeasure for the past few weeks of wading through your filth. I have the children you sold away into captivity by the way. By the end of tomorrow the whole world is going to know what you are not to worry." He struggled against his restraints and swore a blue streak. Demented fuck. I stood back and let him tire his old ass out. Funny, up close he didn't look like either of his personas. Not the great senator, nor the axis of evil. Instead he looked like a sixty five year old degenerate down on his luck.

I'm sure one day they are gonna ask me about their father, god only knows what I'm gonna tell them. An hour later, the meeting started with Mr. Noah William, we discussed about the contract and everything. I don't like doing business with him, because I sense something fishy about him. I remember one day at a charity event he told me he liked me, indirectly, not like in a straight forward way, but in his own twisted way, but I rejected him, directly. I thought he was gonna take his shares back from the company or do something over dramatic, but he didn't, he behaved like nothing happened. I'm more than sure he's planning something much more bigger, because he has got a ego as big as the grea

Suddenly whispers arose in the room, and he didn't feel like wasting his breath, so he relaxed back in his seat and watched them mumble among themselves while keeping his silence. “Is he really a Ford?” A lady whispered to Mr. Davis. Without hesitation, he nodded and mumbled, “Yes! I saw him and his father together with my own two eyes. The Barlows family's good-for-nothing son-in-law is actually the only child to the wealthiest man in the country and beyond.” “Oh, mine! How screwed they are!” “Very screwed.” The noise kept increasing until the clients noticed Rome coldly gazing at them while he slowly hit his fingertips against the table.

Chris cursed and turned to face Sinclair. "What... Why??? What??" "What the hell do you want from my woman that warrants you acting like a mad dog?" Chris asked before he could form all of the questions running through his head. 'How did she become his woman? What's going on here?' Sinclair screamed in his mind. He kept wondering how on Earth Ivy had gotten to know Chris Evans and her dressing. Was he seeing things? She looked so beautiful dressed like that. "Hi, I am Sinclair and I need to have a word with Ivy." He said to Chris as humbly as he could. He was there to talk to Ivy and not to get himself into trouble with the richest billionaire in the country. Not just in the country but, he

It was enough to make everyone pause and question if he really was able to come up with a hundred million dollars. Even Scarlett found herself glancing at him, doubt filling her mind. She knew Julian wouldn't have that kind of money, but still she felt like this was different. He didn’t look like a man making empty promises. Still, the amount he claimed he would invest was ridiculous. A hundred million dollars? No one in the room believed he had that kind of money. Hell, they doubted he even had a hundred bucks to his name right now, let alone the kind of wealth he was talking about.