Unwanted Heiress? Billionaire's Beloved Novels & Stories

"Silas is a master of manipulation. He finds the crack in your armour, and he hammers at it until you break. He doesn't want you, Elara. He wants to use you to break me." "And what do you want with me?" I whispered, my hands finding the back of his neck. "Is this still just a contract? Or am I just another asset you're protecting from a rival?" The question hung in the air, heavy and honest. For a second, the mask of the CEO vanished. Alaric’s eyes darkened, filled with a raw, aching hunger that had nothing to do with corporate strategy. He kissed me then, a desperate, consuming collision that tasted of scotch and longing. It was a kiss that demanded everything, a silent plea for me to stay

“Not bad, actually. Turns out, being best friends with a billionaire heiress comes with perks — You get the VIP treatment Private room, personal nurse, food that doesn’t taste like cardboard… I could get used to it.” She gasps in mock offense. “Excuse me? You could get used to it? I’m the billionaire heiress here. You just freeload off my status!” “Uh-huh,” I tease, bumping her shoulder. “Says the woman who used my N*****x account for three years.” “It was one time!” she protests immediately. “Three years, Lilly.” She rolls her eyes. “Details, details.” I laugh, shaking my head. “You know, you’ve got this icy heiress image to maintain. If people ever heard you whining about expired snacks or

“Not bad, actually. Turns out, being best friends with a billionaire heiress comes with perks — You get the VIP treatment Private room, personal nurse, food that doesn’t taste like cardboard… I could get used to it.” She gasps in mock offense. “Excuse me? You could get used to it? I’m the billionaire heiress here. You just freeload off my status!” “Uh-huh,” I tease, bumping her shoulder. “Says the woman who used my N*****x account for three years.” “It was one time!” she protests immediately. “Three years, Lilly.” She rolls her eyes. “Details, details.” I laugh, shaking my head. “You know, you’ve got this icy heiress image to maintain. If people ever heard you whining about expired snacks or

I have been trying my very best to avoid her. Not able to concentrate any more on the novel I am reading titled "The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride", which is somehow related to what is about to happen to me, I drop the book. I picked this book up from the bookshop I went to yesterday because of the title. I am going to be a billionaire's wife too very soon and I am also unwanted. I want to know what happened to the billionaire's bride who was unwanted by the billionaire. Getting to where the billionaire was treating her harshly made my heart sink so low that I feel like the same thing is going to happen to me too.

After all, Anna was a woman, and Frederick believed she couldn’t be entrusted with the entire company. “The majestic mansion is up for auction today… I’m not sure who will win,” Donya Agatha started as they ate. “Casa Valiente… in the highlands of Laguna?” Anna’s father asked, confirming. “It depends on who is sure to invest more money to showcase their worth. Hidalgo has the strength to bid, but it depends on the five wealthiest clans.” “I heard the estimated price for the purchase is over 100 million dollars,” Anna added. “Who cares about this small money for the sake of greatness for those certain elite billionaire families?” Cherry raised an eyebrow at Anna.

It was something worse. It was doubt. I hated it. Hated how it crept in uninvited and settled somewhere behind my ribs like a parasite gnawing at trust. Especially when I saw him. Kayne Kyle. The billionaire oil heir, heir to a global empire and a man known for treating women like signature deals—charming, sealed, and forgotten. He approached her with that signature smirk, the one that had won over models, actresses, and even a diplomat’s daughter. His gaze never dropped from Kaia’s face.

Everything about this place screamed wealth and power, a sharp contrast to the simplicity of her life at home. Her hands trembled as she clutched her purse tightly. She’d agreed to this meeting out of duty, but she couldn’t shake the unease that settled in her chest. Who was Adrian Blackwood, really? And why would a man like him—a billionaire—want a stranger like her as his wife? “This way, Miss Bennett,” the butler said, his voice polite but distant.

And besides, it would be a little hypocritical of her to refuse him now on the basis of his wealth, when she had just unearthed laws making herself one of the youngest female CEO billionaires in history. Pot and kettle and all that. Feeling like her thoughts had been gathered, Abigail headed back to the house. But she decided to make a pit stop. She now knew that the uncultivated lands she had been so casually strolling on for months did not, in fact, belong to her father and were not part of his estate. But, Abigail supposed, no one had arrested her yet. So, she might as well take one last walk there. She was walking for a few minutes, when she heard a familiar voice.

But she thought it'd be considerate of him to mention it to her anyway. "It wasn't something that I wanted. My family has other plans for my life, but I said I wouldn't marry someone I didn't love," he explained. But when Gwen tried to get more information out of him, Finn changed the subject, his brows furrowing in frustration. After that, they never mentioned it again. Dating a billionaire had its ups and downs. Especially since Finn was someone that the press was constantly keeping an eye on; the most desirable bachelor in the country. Gwen didn't even know how they managed to keep their romance hidden for so long.

It would just be a total waste of my time… time I could use to do valuable work here that would bring more money into my account. If Ruby’s parents were not so wealthy, I’d have thought she wanted me for the money. That’s the only reason women get so obsessed with a billionaire heir. I understand we used to be childhood sweethearts, but we are no longer children. I met Camila and fell crazily in love, and Ruby knew all about it, but she just wouldn’t give up. I even begged her to call off the wedding, but she was too selfish and wanted to marry me by all means.