When The Billionaire Fell Novels & Stories

Natalie's POV: Stepping out of the house, I hurried past the front porch and through the gates, my feet carrying me aimlessly down the road. My vision was blurry from the tears that refused to stop. I wasn’t just crying—I was wailing. I fought for this marriage. I endured the whispers, the disapproving glances, the silent judgment of people who thought I didn’t belong in Ethan’s world. But Ethan… he never made me feel like I was beneath him. He never felt like a billionaire to me.

It was a text from Meera, my closest friend and confidant. Meera: "How's it going with Mr. Billionaire Ex? Need backup?" I stifled a laugh, typing back quickly. Me: "It's... complicated. Drinks later?" Her response came almost immediately. Meera: "You're buying." Shaking my head, I slipped my phone back into my bag. The elevator ride down felt endless. As I stared at my reflection in the mirrored walls, I couldn't help but wonder how things had come to this...working alongside the man who had once been my world.

Despite my firm resolve not to put my trust in anyone since Liam's situation, somehow I could feel myself getting really attached to him and he was gaining my trust as well. He's a good man and right now, I couldn't be more glad that he crashed into me that night. If he hadn't, who knows the worst things that could have happened to me? *** My hands unconsciously flew to my mouth as we climbed out of car. It was a sight to behold. I knew he was wealthy, but the sight before me screamed more wealth. Ranging from the massively large environment to the tall glass building, there was a big fountain fall in the center of the building, bringing out sparkles as it flowed.

She secretly hoped the child would be lost, sparing her a trip to the hospital she couldn't afford and feared to mention to her parents. As she exerted herself moving the buckets into the kitchen one by one, a black Bentley pulled up to the curb. As Anna was laboriously carrying the heavy buckets one after another into the kitchen, a black Bentley came to a stop by the curb. "Why have we stopped, Andrew?" Andrew's childhood friend, peering along the line of Andrew's sight, was taken aback. "Isn't that the girl... the one you rescued at the bar that night?" He opened the car door and stepped out, walking towards her.

I have never met Robert Williams before but everyone who is into finance knows who he is. One of the youngest billionaires, his company is his life. He is known for being ruthless in getting what he wants but that’s not all. He looks so perfect and handsome, if his billion-dollar empire fails he can give models a run for their money. Thankfully , the position we are in covers my nakedness, and Pete’s dad can’t see much especially since he is standing in the shadow of the dimly lit passageway but I am flushed with embarrassment because any mature adult can guess what Pete is doing.

But today, everyone was on edge due to the high-stakes presentation. Rose's unpredictability kept us on our toes, but we knew she wanted the best for the agency. Our fledgling advertising agency hung in the balance, awaiting the verdict of the elusive billionaire, Cade Callaghan. Securing his contract would catapult us to prominence, flinging open doors to untold opportunities. The stakes were high, and tension simmered beneath the surface. One misstep, and the contract would slip through our fingers. Michael broke the silence, "Are you ready for the presentation's finale?"

My brain, my thoughts, and the need to be alive to remind everyone that there was still someone out there in need of help. After the accident, I started to attract more attention than I would like. Not only were the police interested in the mysterious case of an attempted murder followed by kidnapping, but also the media. I was not only the billionaire stamped on the covers of gossip magazines, I was also the person the police contacted daily about complaints about possible appearances of women similar to Rebecca.

He automatically stopped after he was announced as the youngest billionaire in the whole of Broken Hill. Did that make any sense? I guess not, so this was what happened. On a certain day, my ex-boyfriend returned from work and complained about a fall in his income. According to him, the company was losing it financially and he had to stop giving me the supposed weekly peanuts for my upkeep else he would go bankrupt. Of course, he lied! A billionaire had all he wanted and I perceived he was going to kick me out of his life. Oh, I know he wouldn't say this part of the story but have emphasized how wicked Nicole had been to have run away with half of his wealth.

'Ok ma, so what do you have me do? 'There' s a billionaire I love and desire him my sister is an obstacle' 'I should get the obstacle out of the way' He is more interested in her than me' 'If you could Kidnap her, he would pay any ransom to get her back 'Wow, cool business' He grinned. 'And I can also have him solely to myself' 'Evil genius' he grinned slowly 'if he could get me pregnant, I would become ultimately part of his life' 'I should get you down first'

and I broke her. "It's okay. Cry." As I sat there with Bo, I realized I had lost her forever. The only person I allowed myself to love fully and who loved me back. It's over, we both fell and it hurt us in the end. The Falling of us.