Billionaire Ceos Novels & Stories

David Cruz is the youngest billionaire bachelor in their generation. David owned different businesses, such as a five-star hotel and restaurant, one of the most famous malls in the country, and a law firm. At a young age, David managed to build his own empire, making him the most influential and popular bachelor.

He was the new CEO of his father's former company and he was also excellent at what he did. I just sat there, listening and watching them with a big smile on my face. Although I'd said there shouldn't be any talk about work and money at my dinner, I couldn't stop it. They were billionaires-- successful and proud ones. It was obvious they were going to talk about their accomplishments.

"You look so much like your mom but you have your dad's eyes..." And it went on and on. Despite the fact that Nova wasn't used to seeing such a crowd, she couldn't deny the fact that it felt good to be wished a happy birthday from wealthy people. The elites for that matter. Then, a very familiar face approached her. It was Adelaide Carnegie, the wife of Jeffrey Carnegie, Chairman of The Carnegie Incorporation. The Carnegies were among the top 10 richest people in the world. With their family wealth dating back to the 1600s, Jeffrey Carnegie, though he wasn't the pioneer of The Carnegie Incorporation, was a solid heir who took their family wealth to great heights.

For centuries, these three powerful and wealthy families had consistently occupied the top three positions on the list of the world’s wealthiest dynasties. So, in the realm of affluence, Zacchaeus “Chaos” Spencer Battenkurt, the playboy billionaire, belonged to a whole new and different kind of echelon, a level of wealth that transcended the ordinary. His wealth was completely unparalleled, placing him in a league of his own kind.

He was shorter and rounder with a warm smile but his eyes seemed to follow my every move making me nervous. Jett didn't let go of my hand. "This is Arden Steele. Arden, these are Mr. Gibson, Mr. Park, and Mr. Laurent." My brain short circuited. These weren't just wealthy old men. Mr. Gibson was CEO of one of the largest tech companies in the country. Mr. Park owned a real estate empire spanning multiple countries. Mr. Laurent was an international investor who funded startups that became massive companies. These were people who moved markets. Made decisions affecting thousands of jobs and millions of dollars.

Everyone knew these faces. The first man was tall, wearing a perfectly tailored suit that probably cost more than everything I had ever owned combined. His hair was dark and styled back, his jaw sharp, his eyes intense even from a distance. Alex Albert. The youngest billionaire CEO in the world. Twenty-eight years old and worth more money than some small countries. His face was on magazine covers every month.

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”

​The memory of the man in the boutique lingered in the air like a scent I couldn’t quite wash off. Not woodsmoke anymore, but something sharper—ozone before a lightning strike. ​Matthias König. ​I sat in my penthouse, the floor-to-ceiling windows offering a panoramic view of a city that looked like a circuit board glowing in the dark. I had done my homework. The Königs weren't old Chicago money like the Smiths; they were European steel and Silicon Valley precision. Matthias, the youngest scion, had been sent to the States to expand their reach. At twenty-four, he was two years my junior, but he possessed a terrifying, precocious intellect that had already swallowed three of our mid-sized com

S. Down a level are other billionaires and captains of industry – a little less well-known to the average American, but if you read the news regularly, you know who they are. Jeff Bezos, founder and CEO of A****n.com. Larry Page and Sergey Brin, the creators of G****e. Elon Musk, co-founder of P****l and the CEO of Tesla Motors. Tim Cook, CEO of Apple. Larry Ellison, CEO of Oracle and one of the richest men in the world.

Like Bill Sky, he is also a famous billionaire, a top-notch bachelor, and an excellent businessman all over the world. The air instantly filled with thrill and excitement having the three most powerful and richest men in Capital Z and abroad. Who would have known that the chaos of the kids would bring them up together not a sort of business conference or something? They didn’t even see the three together in this kind of event. The parents inside the room could not help comparing the three men as the air suddenly smelled money. A load of money. “If I may ask, who’s your son here, Mr. Grant?” Puzzled, Prof. Hence sounded.