Multimillonario Novels & Stories

It was safer and attracted less noise. “Are you enjoying the view?” Megan asked happily, and Amelia nodded, flashing her a smile. “The view is really beautiful, Megan, and the people here seem really rich.” “Wealthy,” Megan corrected, passing her a drink. “You know, Maximo is a full-time Zillionaire, and for the time being, he is the only recorded Zillionaire. He is not after our family’s wealth. The welcome party is just to welcome him back because my father had always wanted that, and to also announce him as the upcoming mafia Lord.”

“He’s still insanely wealthy probably a billionaire. Nobody gets to the level of yacht-rich without exploiting people.” Andre smiled. “You really don’t know who he is.” XXX

"They gave me a lot of capital to add new innovations." I frowned, eating the clam I had separated from its shell as I said, "Actually... do I need to remind you that you're Mark Morelli?" Morelli is the most affluent old-money family in the world. Their large company CDM, which stands for Casa Di Morelli, encompasses many businesses and industries. The biggest and most prestigious is their oil company.

But clearly, why would I pay attention to them when I had a big offer waiting out there for me? They were always a great inconvenience to my life, but well, was there anything better than being a billionaire? Of course not. Whenever the journalists felt the need to attack me with questions, my bouncers were always there to guard me out of their proximity. Soon, we reached my car. I hopped into the backseat, fastened my seat belt. Another good thing about being a billionaire was you never had to talk. Gesturing with the eyes, snapping the fingers, clearing the throat, would do the trick. And right now, a snap of my fingers got my driver to start the car.

"What do you want? I asked, ready to do anything to be away from his presence " I want you, I really do" " 500 dollars for every night I spend with you " I struggled to contain the rage burning through me. " I do not accept " " One million dollars " he grinned. " Even if you offer me five hundred million dollars, I'll not have anything to do with you.. what do you take me for? "I'm not cheap like the other girls you sleep with, I do not want you or your money" "Really? He smirked.

It's for the greater good of my children not to suffer just the way I did. Rhett came from a family of old wealth. His late grandfather was the richest simp in the state, and so the wealth kept passing on to their legitimate sons. My mother had told me, all I have to do is give them an heir and every wealth of the Sango's will come lurking at our door. I was just going to be a pawn in the general sphere of the game, and my job was to get my family out of the mediocre life we were living and make sure my children would not experience the life my father gave me.

2 million dollars. Yes, 1.2 million. “This man is crazy,” I mumbled because the absurdity of his sending a necklace this expensive to my office was almost comical. Although if I think about it, a million isn’t much for him. Ben, my other coworker, whistled. “I didn’t know dating a billionaire had those perks. Does that mean you will abandon us soon?” I frowned immediately. What the hell is their problem? I’ve never been rude to him or Sarah, so I don’t understand why they try to make those passive-aggressive comments.

not like it matters to me, but it will be a shame if he was single “Hey earth to Isabella, what are you thinking about, she asked snapping her fingers in my face. “Oh, yeah, I have heard of them, so what? I don’t see what the big deal “Um, excuse me, I heard a voice say from behind me. Turning around to see the rich billionaire walking towards us “Can I talk to you for a few minutes, maybe grab something to eat. I was lost for words, what does a billionaire want to possibly talk to me about.