Novel & Cerita William Billionaire Boyfriend

But what really caught my attention was the fact that she was married to a powerful billionaire. I raised an eyebrow, scanning the resume again to make sure I hadn't missed anything. But no, it was right there in black and white. Sophia was married to one of the wealthiest and most influential men in the world. I shook my head, trying to understand why Sophia would need a job when she was already married to a billionaire. Did she get bored with her life of luxury and decide to pursue a career? Or was there something more to it? As I pondered these questions, I couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity. Who was Sophia, really? What was her story, and why was she so determined to work for me

This whole process utterly exhausted me. "We can find another way Eri.", his eyes were pleading me to say yes but the reality is harsh and not quite like how we want it to be. I shook my head, "There is no other way. Tristan... Tristan is a freaking billionaire. He can do anything just with the click of his finger. I have known him for a real while and I know when wants something he can do anything to get it.", I explained again for the thousandth time while running my hand through my thick locks which were badly entangled.

But the mysterious and attractive charm from the man in the black nightgown made Vivian unable to resist but had to look back. Her first impression of Dominic was that the man was so beautiful. He was as handsome as a knight or some god out of a myth, with a tall body, broad shoulders, long arms, and an angular face full of masculinity. His gaze was sober and calm, he casually passed others but made them pay attention to him. Vivian watched him until the figure of the man disappeared behind a turn in the hospital corridor. It was not until later that she learned that he was Dominic Arnold, the richest famous billionaire, wielding fearsome power and also a notorious arms dealer. She was lucky

I guess it will take her some time to get used to the idea that she could now afford anything she wanted and that there was nothing I wouldn't get her. It was a twelve million dollar eight bedroom eight and a half bath with indoor and outdoor swimming pools, a tennis court and English gardens sitting on four acres. It resembled a European castle with its turrets and spires, with marble walls and flooring. It was good to know my baby had excellent taste. "You ready for school Ashley?" It was weird asking my wife that, we both worried about her classmates or even some of the teachers' reaction to her new status but she assured me that she would be fine.

But I could hardly control myself around him because he was this perfect being who took my breath away, and I was just me, weird, awkward, in love and was always too selfish and insecure to think of anything but myself. “They are business people?” I see the look he gives me as I say this, which is the ‘obviously’ look “Billionaires?” I add the other known fact about his family. Yes. I have googled William McQueen in the past. But most of the sites I opened were always about his dating life and other gossip, and they called him a businessman and said nothing else about his business life. I stopped searching him up in high school when he got linked to a secret society and ended up doubting him

Carter asked Billy. “Oh, there’s another one,” my assistant said, flipping the screen to another page. RAFAEL SEBASTIAN WITH A WOMAN IN HIS ARMS. THE BILLIONAIRE BACHELOR FINALLY DATING! WHO IS THE LUCKY WOMAN? What the fuck?

“Justin Adams as in Jac Adams’s son?” Pride swelled in Adrienne’s heart. “Yes.” “What? You know this guy?” Her mother seemed surprised. “If you read business news and Forbes’ magazines, Marina, you would know who he is. They own Adams Industries. Adrienne, your boyfriend is… a billionaire. A third-generation billionaire.” “It’s a common name! Maybe we’re not even talking about the same person!” her mother hissed. “We’re talking about the same person, Mom. My boyfriend is the heir of Adams Industries. I’m sure of it. He’s quite famous here in Manhattan. And I’ve been on his private jet, so there’s no doubt he is what Dad says he is.”

“My fiancé. Or rather, soon-to-be ex-fiancé. He’s the guy who bought my company.” What?! “Wait—what?!” “Yep. Cain Henderson,” she spat. “He said he had nothing to do with the buyout, but it was a lie. My mom—desperate for investors —reached out to the one man I loathe. Cain Henderson. My business rival.” “You mean the Cain Henderson? As in billionaire CEO of Henderson Corporation?” I whispered like it was some dark fairy tale.

His voice dripped with disdain as he revealed, “Before you let your imagination run wild, this is Ashley. My girlfriend.” The revelation struck Chloe with the force of a blow. She stared at him, the weight of his admission knocking the air from her lungs. Girlfriend? Her thoughts raced, struggling to come to terms with it. The world around her felt like it was spinning, everything she had understood every moment with him now tainted by betrayal.

Everyone was happy except the two of us. Lexus who was in front of me didn't speak. He doesn't want to, does he? Because come to think of it, how will our lives be? How can we live with each other? We don't even know each other very well. They both congratulated us. I just smiled. But somehow I felt relief that he was the one I would marry. At least our family knew each other. And…. Yes, I'm going to marry a billionaire named Lexus Clark Salvatore. Good luck to me. Really.