Billionaire God Of War Free の小説・ストーリー

they were a piercing, icy blue. Alpha Kaelen of the Obsidian Pack. The man they called the "God of War." Our eyes locked. For a split second, the world went silent. I saw the flash of recognition in his pupils. I saw the way his nostrils flared as he took in my scent. He knows, I thought, a sob of relief rising in my throat. He’s coming to save me. Kaelen stood up. He didn't wait for the bidding to continue. "One million gold credits," he stated. His voice was a low, gravelly rumble that vibrated in my very bones.

Several apps focusing on entertainment media hurriedly used this opportunity to advertise Durin. Harvey had achieved his goal. Advertising his own platform proved to be quite interesting. Hazel, on the other hand, was jumping up and down full of excitement. She couldn’t care less about her image. “The Divine War God?” “Is it actually the Divine War God?” “1.5 million dollars!” “My God! This is crazy! I’m rich!” “Looks like Mr. Tycoon didn’t run away at all! He needed at least ten minutes to recharge his account!”

I grinned from cheek to cheek, I wasn’t a failure after all, that felt pretty pleasant, it feels good to be on the winning side, it feels amazing to be appreciated by a billionaire. Are you surprised?

Honestly, it looked like something off the set of a romantic movie. Thank God for Jasper that it wasn’t anything R18 though.

A large digital billboard across the street lit up with a broad headline display. LAURENT GROUP STOCK SET TO EXPERIENCE SHARP DECLINE AFTER RIVERTON ACQUISITION DEAL Beneath it stood Adrian’s photograph in a sharp suit and controlled expression. A perfect billionaire image. I stared at it longer than intended, a satisfactory smile flashed across my face. I remembered back then, Adrian standing inside our old apartment wearing rolled-up sleeves while arguing with investors over speakerphone. Exhausted, frustrated and ambitious. Back then he used to come home and collapse beside me on the couch while I handled paperwork he was too tired to finish.

I'm slowly beginning to believe this. A small black note catches my eyes and I picked it up, staring at the swirling and jumbled handwritten note. I turned to Adrian giving it to him. "Have you seen this?", I asked. He's silent for a while before he chuckled returning the letter back to me. "Looks like your father is in a lot more debts than he can handle", He said in disbelief. "Once the news about your fake marriage to Evelyn Carter gets out, your reputation will be ruined. Don't wait till that happens. Wire $1.8 billion to the Ethereum wallet below so no one hears about it", I read the note as gently as I could.

“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.”

"Ahh, every megalomaniac's wet dream, you wanted to play God." "I am a god." "Oh yeah, which one?" "The one." He all but bellowed. "Yeah? So was Ahura Mazda but we haven't heard fuck all from him in centuries." "You dare?" Now he's frothing at the mouth, this is like a bad as fuck B movie. I'm expecting the crazy fuck doll to come out of the woodwork any minute now.