Tommyinnit Billionaire Novels & Stories

“Yeah, Dad.” “I’ve got good news,” Victor’s voice could be heard from the other side. There was excitement in his voice which was a rare thing. “A big billionaire has shown interest in our company and is willing to invest.” “Oh, that’s great. Who’s this billionaire?” Vivian asked in delight. “Adrian J Claimer.” Vivian’s expression froze for a second. She couldn’t believe it. “You mean… the son of Sir Gareth Claimer?” “Yeah.”

"I'm glad to be a part of this business." "Thank you, Mr. Lancelot," I smile warmly. "That means a lot coming from you." "Excuse me, I see a colleague I must greet," he says, tipping his head before walking away. As soon as he leaves, a warm body steps into the space beside me. The familiar perfume settles in my nostrils, and I turn instantly. "Chloe," Tommy says softly, raising his champagne glass toward mine. "You were great up there." "Thank you," I say, taking a sip of my wine to steady my nerves. I cross my arms over the front of my dress. "Not to be straightforward, Tommy, but you never told me you were a billionaire."

Every politician knew this—which was why being on the playboy’s good side was in their best interest. James didn’t back just anyone. The public, somehow, trusted that James didn’t give a shit about what they thought—he wouldn’t back anyone he didn’t plan to own, so, indirectly, anyone backed by James couldn’t be owned by anyone else. He was the champion of the underdog. Using his substantial inheritance, James became a venture capitalist at a very young age, funding the tech projects of many of his Ivy League school buddies, many of which soared to success, making James a few hundred million wealthier than his own father. He still managed venture capital investments from within the offices o

Benjamin and Alyssa also opened the group chat. In the group, Tommy sent a proud voice message, “Look, everyone. These are the betrothal gifts sent for my sister, Megan. How rich does this pursuer have to be to be able to send such expensive gifts? He must have a net worth of at least hundreds of billions to send such generous gifts. Doesn’t it make you guys envious?” Gladys frowned and murmured after seeing the gifts and Tommy’s proud voice. “When did Megan meet such a rich man? The betrothal gift is really expensive and almost worth half of the Callahans’ assets.

She clenched her fist before she spoke. Bella let out a chuckle and looked at her like she was a complete fool. "Oh, Auny May... It feels so good to see that you are very foolish. My Mom made sure my father would never be able to transfer ownership of their business and if you've also forgotten then, I have to remind you. My father started this company with my mother's money. Weren't you aware?" Bella ran a finger down May's face and said.

"Now piss off. You're starting to get on my nerves." The bartender slides two drinks toward us. She takes hers without another word and sips it, ignoring me completely. I take mine, lean against the bar, and try again. "Hey, maybe you might not know who I am-" "Oh, I know who you are." That stops me. She turns toward me, that faint smirk curving her lips. "You're Zayne Beaumont," she says. "The young billionaire who runs Beaumont Industries. Tech empire worth, what, over a hundred billion dollars now?"

Someone, he can easily divorce when his beloved appears. He walked toward them nonchalantly. Their gaze locked for a moment, and he stared back at her as she continued to stare at him. it was as if she was just seeing him for the first time and that didn't seem well with him. He couldn't believe there was someone in the country who was ignorant of him. Damon Willy is the world's most famous designer ever. He is known in the country for his good looks and cold attitude that most ladies consider sexy. And a hottie billionaire workaholic.

However, the very confusing thing was that after a couple of months the new faced bachelors suddenly became bankrupt overnight and she dumped them and moved onto her next prey as nothing had happened. Nobody had any access to the information that could suggest that the bankruptcy was due to them, but people had their speculations. It wasn't normal for a company to suddenly rise to the top within a couple of years. Everyone had their doubts, but they were now too powerful to even allow anyone to suggest that they did some dirty work. Even was just oblivious to their power and money. I seriously thought my Tesoro was going to be the same. However, it surprised me that she was nothing like the

"It's not." She needed the money more than I needed fifteen designer watches. And then, for some reason hating being an asshole to her, I added, "Look, just do your end of the bargain to the best of your ability. If this Bruce thing gets off the ground, I'm going to be four hundred million dollars richer overnight and on the fast track to billionaire status. He's the leading tech entrepreneur in the game.". His business is the holding company of all the big apps. Angry Turds, Verified Villains, Music Play, Telefind." "Is this the reason you're letting him play you like a hockey puck?

The screen shifted to a photograph. The same man. The same sharp jaw. The same dark, unreadable eyes. The same presence that had made her spine tighten with awareness. Her neighbor. The billionaire next door. Zayrielle stared, her heart pounding. This wasn’t just wealth. This was power—the kind that crushed people without ever touching them. The elevator dinged. She stepped inside, her thoughts racing. So that’s who he was. Which meant the men in suits. The tension. The warning. It all made sense.