Billionaire Brothers Romane & Geschichten

We looked at each other and he gestured for me to shake hands with his client. I nodded at him and shook hands with her for a brief moment. Madam took a step back and was in awe as she looked at the two guys in front of her. She said, “It’s amazing to see two young billionaires together. And what’s even more amazing is that both are from the same family. I heard that your businesses are known as sister companies. It must be a delight to have each other in the same business.” I pressed my lips firmly as I turned towards the brothers. Both chuckled shyly with what they heard.

All of his hype comes from his brothers, how good-looking he is or horny people who like smut-filled books. His brothers are just as famous as him. His eldest brother, Christian Crown runs a few strands of clubs and hotels. The middle brother, Khalil Crown is the maker and designer of the Crown. A car luxury brand, which became as popular as BMWs, Teslas, Lamborghinis, Mercedes and other car brands in just its first year of being produced. Soon enough they became on the same level as Rolls Royce, Lambos and other luxury cars. I do have to admit Crown cars are sexy as fuck.

Jack asked Brian “Any amount! I don’t care….I got her a 15 million dollars bracelet, you can tell them I’ll give 20 million dollars or you can put 25 or even 30 million dollars. All I want is to bring the robbers in front of me!” Brian replied to Jack and he nodded “Well noted Mr Bolton! We will do our best to find them,” Smith added

Marcus asked, confused, completely unaware of what was about to unfold. Gregory turned off the car, and I pointed to a secluded spot partially hidden by a pillar. "Watch closely. You’re in for a show." A large SUV pulled up, and out stepped a pair of six-foot-two men in suits—the famous billionaire twin brothers known for their ruthless business tactics. “What does this have to do with me?” Marcus looked puzzled. “Shh, you’ll see soon enough. Stay calm.” I warned him, knowing he’d need a moment to process what was coming.

Kyra was face to face with these handsome princes. The Romano brothers as are popularly called in Golden Hill College. They were the sons of a wealthy billionaire, a well-known businessman. However, Kyra didn't know anything about them, She only knew them as the handsome, billionaire brothers that attended her school. The three princes were the pride of their college, everyone literally worshiped the ground they walked on as they were wealthy and affluent, so they were treated with the great respect that came with those title.

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.”

And guess what? I had only just learned who he was. He was Scarlett's brother, a very famous figure and the current head of Hawthorne International. He was the youngest and richest tycoon on Asia's Forbes list, worth over a hundred billion at twenty-nine. His mother was a French princess, and his forefathers had held noble titles. He was an aristocrat in every sense!

“And?” “And that makes you leverage.” She frowned. “What does that mean?” “It means hurting you becomes a way to hurt me.” Aria blinked in disbelief. “Why would anyone care about hurting you?” A humorless smile touched his lips briefly. “You really don’t know who I am.” “No.” For the first time, Lucien seemed genuinely surprised by something. Then he walked toward a nearby table and tossed a magazine onto it. Aria looked down. Her breath caught. The cover showed Lucien standing beside politicians and businessmen beneath flashing cameras. LUCIEN MORETTI: THE BILLIONAIRE KING OF NEW YORK. Her eyes widened slowly.

"The brothers are the top, most powerful young billionaires in the entire world today. I’ve been working for them for three years now. What I do know is that they are incredibly generous when it comes to paying and protecting their employees... but whatever you do, you must never end up on their bad side." Rita leaned across the table, dropping her voice into a tiny, secretive whisper. "I also heard rumors from the upper staff... they say the brothers are deeply involved in the Mafia. That they are the actual Capos of the syndicate." A sharp gasp of horror escaped my throat. The Mafia. And they are the heads of it. No wonder the emergency police officer had sounded like he was about to faint

They are now grown up adults and settled somewhere in Europe. I dropped them at their grandparent's home. I started doing this when I started to work as the acting CEO of the company. My parents are more than delighted to have them at home. They love spending time with their grand children. My brother has started his own company after completing his engineering course. He always wanted to study that and dad didn't had a problem with it, because I was more than willing to inherit my dad's business, well until I got married. After marriage I wanted to be a housewife, when I look back I don't know why did I wanted that!? "Because you were blindly in love with someone" my conscience mocked me. B