The Secretly Rich Man Novels & Stories

Employed at an elite spa owned by Dean Graham. Primary income for his household. Mother undergoing treatment. Sister still in school. A girlfriend. A secret lover at work. No criminal record. No debts. No leverage. A man balancing too many lives with one body. I felt something tighten, not fear. Recognition. This was not paranoia. I did not believe he was a threat. I believed he was a variable. Variables could destabilize systems. Or redefine them. I closed the file and opened the site of the spa, setting up an appointment for the next day.

My body sagged, knees weak. Mia rushed to my side, eyes wide. “Amara, do you even know who that was?” “Some arrogant jerk?” Her jaw dropped. “That was Damian Cruz. The billionaire.” My stomach flipped. My entire life flashed before my eyes. Billionaire? Damian Cruz? As in Cruz Holdings—the man who owned skyscrapers, shipping lines, hotels? Perfect. Just perfect. I hadn’t just ruined someone’s morning. I’d ruined a billionaire’s suit. And maybe my life along with it.

But to my surprise, there was nothing – no articles, no interviews, nothing to indicate who he was or what he did. Feeling frustrated, I turned to the internet, scouring every corner of the web for information on Walter Caine. And that's when I hit the jackpot. It turns out that Walter Caine was not just an ordinary man – he was a mega-rich diplomat, with ties to some of the most powerful people in the world. He owned the building where I worked, along with several other properties in the city. But the more I read, the more questions I had. Why was someone like Walter Caine taking an interest in me? What did he want from me? And most importantly, what was he hiding?

She closed her eyes, trying to find some comfort in the silence of their living room. “Ruby, I forgot to ask, what’s his name” Naomi asked out of curiosity cutting through Ruby’s thought “Stephan Rodriguez” Ruby replied nonchalantly “Hold on, Ruby please tell me your Stephan isn’t the same Stephan the popular business mogul,” Naomi asked “Well from what I found out, he is the same person, the heir to the Grand Empire” Ruby replied Naomi took out her phone and quickly typed in “Stephan Rodriguez” turning her phone to Ruby “Is this your mystery man” Naomi asked showing Ruby a picture of Stephan from the internet

He IS a Vermont. And I know that filthy rich and wealthy people like him have a side they would never show in public. Politicians, businessmen, influential, and wealthy people, they’ve got dirty laundries to hide. And I would not be staying here to find out how twisted this man’s mind is. “I am leaving,” I uttered and turned around to leave. No matter how much I marvel at his looks and at that one night I spent with him last year, which he most definitely does not remember, I will not gamble with fate.

“He barely even cared. Signed the papers like it was just another business deal.” Skyler’s eyes widened dramatically. “No way. No drama? No ‘how could you leave me’ moment?” “None,” I replied, letting out a small laugh. “He asked me where I got the $10 million from, though. He couldn’t wrap his head around the idea that I didn’t touch his money. Two years and he still knows nothing about me.” Skyler raised his glass in a mock toast. “To the mysterious and ever-resilient Sophia! I knew you had it in you.”

“Don’t worry. I won’t let this secret out!” Javier believed her. She had never been the type to spill secrets. Joey had other questions to ask, though—the kind Javier was equally unable to give answers to. “How did you manage to earn that much money, Javier? Since when are you so rich?” she asked. Javier’s answer was simple but super bad*ss—so bad*ss, cool, and grand that Joey felt her soul rocked by the impact. “I’ll tell you when you’ve spent every last dime of that 15 million.”

"If grandpa can help me, I can spend a lot of money. But I want all the shares to be in Aaron and Ace's name." "Your two sons?" the man added. "Yes. They have to be richer men than me, to support their younger sister." Dean replied with a smile. "Your wife is pregnant again?" Old Man Frank's voice was pleased. "Yes." Dean was looking forward to it. The old man's secretary was also happy to hear it, he interrupted them, "I have a secret about the Wilson family. When their plan is carried out, I can publish the secret, and Mr. Dean can show himself as the largest shareholder in the Wilson company."

He made money himself by working hard every day! Nicholas got closer. “Hey, do you have a secret of making money? Tell me now. I’m dying…” “You deserve it!” Zephyr scoffed. “Hey…” Nicholas was pissed. “You’re terrible! We should share good things. Why are you so petty?” Zephyr gnashed his teeth. “Why share? It’s my hard-earned money!” Nicholas pursed his lips and shut his mouth. He then tried to cover his laugh. “What hard-earned money? Where did you get it?” Nicholas gloated. “I didn’t expect this, Zen. The high and mighty heir is doing something lowly in exchange for a little bit of allowance now?”

I offered to explain which earned a scowl from my boyfriend. "Anyway, that's not what's important right now. Please keep this a secret first and let us tell them ourselves, okay?" Grey pleaded and Demo raised an eyebrow at the both of us. "Well, I am okay with that, but what I am so curious about is how the two of you manage to hide this for six fucking months," he asked, a little baffled with the situation and I'm not blaming him. or was he actually alarmed? He seemed to be in deep thought.