Unknown Billionaires Novelas e Histórias

"Me and Lily came here. Just the two of us. No mother or father or siblings. Sights on New York to start a new life." "And where is Lily now?" I ask. The driver bends and waves at another man in a car. "Oh, Lily?" he says, and snorts. "Just because I thought we were going to really start a new life afresh didn't mean it actually came through, you know. What's that slang for it again? Shit hit the fan?" "What happened to your coalition?" I ask.

Me in that silver dress, standing far too close to Alexander Lancaster. His hand was at my waist. I remembered the moment his touch, the confusion in his eyes. And now it was plastered across the internet. The headline was bold and cruel: **'Nichole Adams Caught in Scandal with Billionaire Alexander Lancaster — Betrayal Runs in the Family?’** My stomach dropped. “Oh God…” Claire exhaled slowly. “It’s already everywhere. T*****r, gossip sites, even some business pages.” I took her phone, scrolling through the comments.

She recoiled, her heart racing, taken aback by the force of his response. Neil took a step toward her, his eyes cold and unyielding. "Ivan Anderson is not a billionaire, Alysha. He's almost a trillionaire," he spat, the words hanging in the air like an ominous cloud. Alysha’s breath caught in her throat, her eyes wide with disbelief. “What?” she whispered, her voice barely audible as the realization sank in. The man she had unknowingly given her heart to was not just wealthy—he was beyond comprehension. But Neil wasn’t done.

What if someone was playing a trick on her? "I've been here for a long time, but it seems the interview won't be ending today as we're so much," the girl said. "But you know, most of the girls here aren't here for the job" Hailey turned to her. "Really? Then what?" "They're here for the CEO. Heard he's a wealthy Billionaire and a womanizer, I guess they came here for him to notice them" Hailey shook her head in pity. "Some girls can be pretty jobless at times" she muttered.

right when a title filled the screen. The billionaire's next conquest? The screen went back to the studio in a close up to one of the hosts, which made reading her lips much easier. "The Brownings are famous for keeping a low profile. The young heir even more so than the rest of his family. The billionaire who was known for his diversified and flashy flames, which very rarely lasted, ranging from tall blonde models to red headed actresses. His love life has been a secret to the press. But very recently, there were numerous rumours about his relationship with an unknown brunette who looks very different from his previous partners. The woman's identity is still unknown, but sources say that sh

I stare at her. “What?” “Holy shit, Alice, he’s a billionaire.” “What?” “That’s nine zeroes.” “What?” Her giggle holds a touch of hysteria. “Oh my God. What was he doing on Tinder?” My brain is refusing to compute. “I’m guessing he likes being anonymous. I would think billionaires have trouble with women being after their money, don’t you?” “Oh Alice. Did you have any idea?”

, Thalia suggested, " I can't, my father's corporation needs every support and connection they can get right now for his project, which is the main reason for me attending this event, we're about to enter some trouble" " Going broke?", " Never", She replied firmly, " just need some hands to push the project forward", " You already have Victor", Maya pointed, " Not enough", " Not enough? ", " The project is worth trillions, it's international, construction, resorts and planes, the budget is quite huge and we need investors", " Then you'll need billionaire's connections", Thalia said, " I know right", " But would it be easy? The best way is to get married to one of them, and right now, there a

My innocence wasn’t lost — it was sold, stamped, and sealed with thirty billion dollars. At twenty, I was already drowning in debts and poor choices. Every knock on my door felt like a countdown, every message from the bank a threat. Then came him — a man with calm eyes, a measured voice, and an offer that sounded like salvation. He said he needed a maid. Except… it wasn’t just him. They did. An elite circle of billionaires — powerful, untouchable, dangerous.

Hannah answered and focused on the program scheduled to keep herself away from the stranger's face. Some minutes later, Mr Dalton went on stage and welcomed everyone. "Thank you all for coming, you don't know how it means to me for you all to be here rejoicing with me on the launching as well as seminar of my company, I have a very special guest, I'm not saying you all are not special, but he is someone everyone will love to see, the youngest billionaire in the state who has won a lot of awards and represented his company in every part of the world, this person is non other than...Mr Clark kween, famously known as C.K, please come up the stage and give us a little speech."

Jesse's eyes locked onto hers, and for the first time, she saw real vulnerability there. more than just "My family controls businesses. They control everything, such as Politics, money, and crime. If there's something to own in this city, they own it." Tina's heart skipped a beat. "Crime?" Jesse nodded, his expression serious. "The Petrov Mafia. That's who we are. That's who I am." Tina's blood ran cold. The words hung in the air, thick with implication. She had heard of the Petrov family everyone had. They were notorious and feared, and now she was standing in the penthouse of one of their own.