Unwanted Heiress? Billionaire's Beloved Novels & Stories

The casino would be his, no strings attached. Evan must be thrilled. In just three days, our wedding will make everything his. I’m the only Bennett heiress. The sole heir to my father’s empire. And he really thought I’d settle for being another name on his list? Just a pawn in his game? Sadness didn’t even stand a chance. Fury burned it out fast. A plan was forming—bold, reckless, the kind you don’t even dare say out loud. I was going to leave Evan. But not just leave.

From a distance, she looked like exactly what she was supposed to be: a poised billionaire heiress, draped in silk, her dark hair swept into an elegant twist. Up close, the illusion fractured. Her shoulders were tight. Her smile—when she offered it—was carefully rationed. And every few minutes, her gaze flicked instinctively toward the raised dais at the center of the room, where her stepmother presided like a queen over court. Margaux Laurent was radiant tonight. She always was. She wore crimson, the color of conquest, her blonde hair arranged perfectly, her laughter ringing loud enough to command attention. Executives clustered around her, men twice her age nodding eagerly as she gestured

“Don’t give up on love because of that nuisance. One day, you’ll find someone who will value you and love you for who you are. Ethan was never that person. “I am just really confused as to why your Dad would make such a decision for you.” “He probably thinks he can regain all that he’s lost if he marries me off to the almighty billionaire,” Heira muttered bitterly. “And who is that?” Dante Mo…” She stammers as she struggles to remember his name “Moretti?” Bethy guessed as she completed the name she thinks her friend might be trying so hard to pronounce. “Yes, you know him?” “Of course, who doesn’t?” Dante Moretti’s name wasn’t new to her, he is an accomplished billionaire in the city, which

I couldn’t go to school anymore and had to do home lessons. I birthed a baby boy—Micheal, who looked just like his dad. I recorded all his first so I could show Adrian whenever he came back. I never wanted to think that he was dead but I knew he wouldn’t just leave me. One year turned to five and then to ten. I couldn’t love anyone anymore and my heart had turned cold. But even after all those years, Adrian never came back. Somehow, I knew he never will. But I couldn’t accept it. I couldn’t accept that I’d wasted a decade waiting for a man who had abandoned me. Not when I still loved him…

How dare this woman judge her? Nicky puffed air out of her nostrils as she struggled with her heavy coat. “Believe it or not, everyone knows a lot about you, Fiona. That’s what happens when you’re a billionaire heiress, and your life is written up in magazines and on social media. Don’t drag him into that world. He doesn’t belong there, and you know it.” Pulling on her knit hat, she sighed, as if trying to extinguish the heated conversation. “Thanks again for breakfast. It

His build covered mine, a sense of protection that I never knew existed settled in my heart. And of course, this was seen by everyone there. I was protected and cherished by the billionaire Shaw. Their greedy eyes shone and they quickly extended their claws to me, wanting to take a piece if I let them. They would break me and leave me without a shell just for their gains. But never again! I was here to trample on them like ants. “Mrs. Shaw, you are so beautiful.” “Of course, she is! She is a King heiress and Mr. Shaw’s wife. She can't be less.”

“He is on the dance floor, today is his birthday and I planned on breaking the news to him, I have no idea how he is going to react but I'm not sure he is going to be happy.” She pulled away from my embrace looking away in embarrassment, I held her hands and squeezed them tenderly. “ I understand how sad you must be feeling right now but trust me when I say that being pregnant isn't terrible, and as for your mother who wants to sell you to a billionaire for money, she must pay for her actions.” Maeve looked up at me in shock,” What are you going to do?” “I'm going to speak with Roberts, how could he let Gianna go on with her evil deeds?”

He punched in words into the search box… Arnold Clifford. After a few seconds, the results of his search popped up. “... Arnold Clifford, billionaire CEO of….” “... Arnold Clifford: The story of resilience…” “... Arnold Clifford, husband of a billionaire heiress, Ava Woods..” When he read the third result heading, he dropped his phone and sighed in frustration. Then, he called in his secretary. A few minutes later, she walked in. “Sir, I'm here.” He stroked his jaw gently. “Gather all the information you can get your hands on about the man that just left here. I want to know his story.”

He dragged her down here without asking her if she really wanted to live in this mansion. Without bringing out the question in her mind she left to the bathroom knowing very well who she was dealing with. It was no use protesting or asking him anything after all, he was the famous arrogant billionaire Noah Ashton, the lost wanted bachelor of all, she slammed the door behind her pulling his gaze to the door.

She heard from many of her friends that young billionaires are known to flirt with girls and replace them like the ties on their shirts. Scarlett was a displaced girl immersed with problems up to her head. She thought he was planning to take her with him and exploit her helpless situation. Ace could see reels turning in Scarlett's head. He had an idea of what she was thinking about him. Ace did not know whether he had to go angry or laugh at the stupid girl. Normally he would not spend a second more with such sort of foolish people who doubted him in business. He is a damn billionaire who earns millions every day and every second is important to him but for this girl for whom he was going be