Novel & Cerita Billionaire Bros

I wonder if my navigation system was glitching out. Maybe Terry’s family was in the pig business. It must be on a large scale to have its own address. He could be the new-age swine prince. I suppose that would make Terry more relatable next to a secret billionaire heir. After all, farming, bringing home the bacon included, was the backbone of a strong economy. I jumped into a rabbit hole of pig-farm heir romance fantasies. The bus driver, his accent thick, called out, “The stop to the pig farm is here.”

Alexander shut her out immediately. He was too busy talking to business partners and potential investors for his company, which was his major purpose for attending the gala. He didn't believe in the act of charity; to him, it was a waste of money, but these things needed to be done so that he could show off his company. A company that he was about to lose the majority shares he owned if he didn't get married.

I winced. “That's not an exaggeration. But, oh my god, the Alcatraz brothers are something else. They're filthy rich, like private islands and superyachts rich. And hot as hell. Imagine dark, brooding eyes and chiseled jaws that could cut glass. They’re always impeccably dressed in custom suits that just scream money.” “Wow, sounds like a dream.” I said as my mind went back to the ordeal I had just experienced.

I think the only people who can afford to live in a place like this are oil moguls, drug lords and arm dealers. “I don’t know.” Comes Bhyron’s quiet response. Surprised, I turn to him. “What?” He regards me through hooded, unreadable eyes; “I don’t know exactly how wealthy I am, Amani. I stopped counting the zeros two years ago when I could no longer keep up.” I frown; “but G****e says you’re worth thirty billion dollars in assets.” The words fly past my lips before I can stop myself. Bhyron’s lips curve in a small smile; “you looked me up on G****e.”

She hesitated before answering. “Elena Romano.” The voice on the other end was smooth, calculated. “Miss Romano. I hear you’re in the market for a new ally.” She straightened. “Who’s asking?” A low chuckle. “Someone who can help you bury Killian Graves.” Elena’s pulse quickened. She already knew who it was. Marcus Langley. A billionaire with just as much power as Killian—except he preferred to stay in the shadows, pulling strings instead of making himself a target.

Could it be a different Mario? "You mean Mario Bianchi - that tall, imposing figure?" I stammered, struggling to find the right words. Larissa nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! Let me show you." She pulled out her phone, displaying photos of Mario that decorated her screen. "This is the one! A trillionaire and heir to the Bianchi dynasty, a trillion-dollar empire with ties to the British monarchy and the American mafia. His brother is the infamous don." I listened, awestruck, as she continued.

“I heard that there are several young masters in the Brooks family. He might be one of them! Look, he seems to be extremely close to Matteo. They’re chatting away happily with their arms around each other!” “I’ve never heard of him before.” “The Brooks family have always kept a low profile. Matteo Brooks is part of Harbor City’s Big Four. Have you ever seen him doing anything to draw attention to himself? He has always kept an extremely low profile!” “You’re right. I don’t even know where to get his contact number.” “If what you’re saying is true, that man might be one of the young masters of the Brooks family!” Jessie sneered when she heard their intense gossiping. “You’re right, he’s one o

he threatened and she scoffed. "Stay away from all the girls... you know what I will do..." she said and left... what they both don't know is their college is near to end and then both will inherit their parents' Pharma company... who have become really strong rivals over the years... history will repeat itself... they will soon fight in the business world... sparks will fly... games will be played... someone will lose the game and someone will lose heart... Because Ronan is already a Billionaire and this Billionaire Has Met His Match!

Rylee 24 hours. That's all he gave me. I wasn't expecting to see a man of that nature. He looked so calm and approachable the minute I met him but turned vicious the next. Surrogacy must be important to him. I would say he was some sort of a human trafficker but he didn't look like one..He is a corporate Man. He seemed like the type that owns a big company in the city. A technological company or a business firm.That sort of man.The one who drives a limousine for Fun.The one that has his garage filled with cars of different ages. He gave off a vintage vibe coupled with a contemporary style. His perfume could be used for fumigation as it overwhelmed the entire building. His scent was all over

Audrey's originally anticipated gaze immediately became very disdainful. "Since you can't make it, you shouldn't tell me," she grumbled inwardly. "Aud, perhaps you don't know much about the Breen Group, but the family behind it is really very powerful. It's only one of their subsidiaries that's fighting against the Duncan Corporation right now, not the actual head office. The so-called richest man in the world that you can see now is actually not the richest man in the world. The wealth of the world is in the hands of only a handful of families, and the Breens are one of those top consortium families with far more power than you can imagine."