Under His Billionaire Roof Novels & Stories

he sighed. “Day two in billionaire prison.” By the time he walked into the main living area, Timothy was already there. Again. Of course he was. The billionaire sat at the glass dining table reviewing several holographic reports floating in the air before him. His expression was calm. Focused. Like someone who had slept perfectly well. Elliot dropped into the chair across from him. “You know,” Elliot said, “normal people sleep after two in the morning.” Timothy didn’t look up. “I slept.”

A faint glow of the sun from the large windows washed over the dark interior, the city skyline glimmering in the distance. On the surface, everything looked perfect. To the world, he was living the dream as Chase Connor, the billionaire CEO. A man with a breathtaking wife, adored by the public. A loving father to a bright little girl. A family that welcomed his new bride with open arms. A company thriving in his hands. But underneath the surface, it was war. Brutal, bloody chaos.

The Billionaire Sugar Daddy Chapter 24 THE warm water is dripping to the body of Dylan. While in the shower room—washing, he cannot deem that his own family can do it to him. I am not worthy of how much money he can offer. Massaging his head with the fragrant shampoo doesn't even take away the hole in his heart. The pretty boy is worrying because of the scene from nearly a month ago. Living with him is the most unexplainable part. Sharing the same house with the billionaire is not like he dreamt of before taking a bath and wearing his boxer with a cardigan suit. His body is flawless, like a doll. This time he is assertive to himself.

Indeed her hunch was right, her caretaker had sent her a text regarding the house rent. However, what got her attention the most was another test message from an unknown number that said: "Miss Stanford, I would love to make a deal with you. Not just any deal, but a billion dollars worth deal. If you are interested, hit me up on this number. I will be waiting...” “What is this?” Amelia asked aloud with a confused facial expression.

Now where to find him? He wasn’t in the room he had taken her the last time neither was he in the living room. She walked all over the house making the softest sound with her feet. The house was quiet, too quiet for a man with a busy job. He was one of the moving powers charging the engines of Gem Hills ’economy. He was also internationally known as one of the richest, youngest billionaires – number 4 maybe. He was hot and fawned over by cougars, hot models and teenage girls alike yet here he was in the countryside of Gem Hills hiding in a mansion. On the walls of the house hung pictures that looked like they were drawn by children, amateurish paintings that looked unbefitting for a man of h

I slightly laugh at her, "Hot? Isn't he like 50?" "50? No he's like 32 or something. Like I said youngest billionaire! You know you're lucky that you're Carl's assistant, the rest of us are dead. We all have to step up our A-game. I don't want to lose my job!" Nina says frantically. "C'mon! The guy can't be that bad right?" I ask. Nina simply shrugs. The guy can't be such a tyrant I mean, he can't right?

Robin’s irritation came through her sharp tone. “Robin, I’m sorry for not realizing this sooner so I could have saved us both the pain and heartache.” “Whatever.” “Have a good life.” “You can bet I will. You’re not the only billionaire I know. I’ll find someone who is better than you.” She hung up. Billionaire? Brooke sucked in a fast breath. Justin had mentioned he was rich, but… a billionaire? Her first instinct was to get angry and hateful. Once again, she discovered another secret that he withheld. What else had he lied about?

Just two weeks In a fit of frustration, he hurled his phone toward his office door and slumped into his chair. Richard's office is a sanctuary of power and wealth. Located on the upper floor of a sleek, testament to his billionaire status, exudes opulence with dark wood paneling, leather furniture, and a commanding mahogany desk. It offers sweeping city views and is a space where deals of grandeur and significant decisions are made.

That too to a rich dude according to the papers He read the headlines again, "Wife of billionaire king of the underworld" He scoffed at the phrase, "king of the underworld" and didn't really pay him much glance as his eyes were fixed on Bella, she was beautiful before but now she looks even more beautiful and elegant, she was the most obedient and quiet girlfriend he has ever had and he missed her, he never thought he would but damn, with her looking so hot, he felt like having her again and also have a bit of her billionaire husband money

"I didn't realize you went for rich billionaires now. Your niche a few years ago was rebellious bad boys with a truckload of trauma behind them." I laughed, still ruffled from the encounter I had a few minutes ago. Grandma started ticking her fingers. "Mommy issues, daddy issues." She grinned. "You name it. You're an expert at this." My grandma could be funny when she wanted to be. "He has a kid, a daughter, and he lives in the wealthiest part of the town. I hear he's a billionaire. I mean, he owns multiple chains of hotels and restaurants and he just bought this restaurant from Mr. Wang."