Novel & Cerita Billionaire God Of War

He fucking left her in the fucking freaking alter on their wedding day! Meanwhile, Otani on the other hand was getting bored since Diana left so, he decided to take a stroll, behind him was Oman. Oman, his personal assistant always follows him anywhere he goes....to ensure he is protected. He swore allegiance to his father, Jason, mega Island god of War to protect his son. He was in his late 60's but still agile enough to perfect his role as the god of war of mega Island. Same mega Island that is alluring sterling city for war. Otani didn't know of the possible war that would break out.

"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.

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

​The Return of the God of War ​"TRIM THIS!" a roar thundered from above. ​A black umbrella—weighted with the "Billionaire" lead of a hundred luxury towers—slammed into the ground between Nora and the Silver Heir. ​Kael Davis plummeted from the golden chute, his overcoat tattered but his presence as suffocating as a corporate takeover. He didn't look like a grandfather; he looked like the "God of War" who had conquered the Andromeda Sector.

No, this time, the man did not actually ask but instead just slipping the ring on the appropriate finger while Lynan was distracted with food. There might have been some tearful scolding to do it properly, but he did say yes in the end. The picture was captioned, ‘Finally going to be a real housewife. MY housewife.’ Well… Looks like playing games with the billionaire turned out to be a serious lifetime commitment. The End.

I laughed lowly at what Molly said, although I really didn't understand it because my mind was focused on the fact that the man who saved me and I vented out to last night was here inside my classroom, and it's not just that-- he is my professor! "Our new professor is Mr. Thiago DiLaurentiis?" I heard the girl behind me whisper again. She sounds so surprised. "Omg, you know him? Can you help me with him?" The other girl giggled. "Girl, are you kidding? He's like a famous CEO, and he's a freaking billionaire!" I sucked on my lower lip. Is that true? "I can't believe he's here right now. As far as I know, he's not from this city," I heard the girl add.

"It's a new gaming phone developed by Sarcozia's largest corporation, SY Group, for gamers. I heard it's not even available overseas yet. Only business partners with a good relationship with SY Group can get this phone! That's only a few hundred people!" "Oh, I remember now. I heard they're selling it for three thousand dollars each overseas! The pre-orders are already full. It's just what you might expect from someone as good at doing business as SY Group's president!" "It doesn't look like it to me. Didn't you say only those with a good relationship with SY Group can get it? How could Caorline possibly know SY Group's president?" Not everyone in the country knew that SY Group's president w

I straighten my shoulders, not being intimidated by everything. From a little age, I have learnt that if you want to survive, you have to be bold. People will trample over you if you show the slightest bit of weakness. “Is that Emma I see?” Old Master Hart appears, wearing a smile. This man commands billions of dollars, I mean, the Hart family is a big deal in New York, even overseas. The Hart Group is an empire, having its hands in everything: finance, technology, luxury real estate, media and other powerful divisions.

This man is a kind of person that one should never mess with—especially for a handsome man who has billions and an intimidating aura. “Good for you,” she said, earning a look from Damon. “What?” Minerva asked. He chortled. “That was also Darwin said, ‘Good for you, dad. You didn’t only punish them but you also made your dominion wider.’ ” Damon is pretty good at mimicking his son’s voice. While Darwin’s voice was thicker, his was a bit lighter but still resonated with dominance and authority. “What do you want to eat?” Minerva blinked at the sudden shift of the topic.

The ten million dollars sat in Ethan’s bank account like a nuclear warhead—ready to change everything. He didn’t sleep that night. Not because of fear. Because of possibility. The system hadn’t disappeared after that surreal activation. It hovered in the corner of his vision like a digital interface only he could see—responsive, alive, almost omniscient. Host Status: Wealth Level: Tier 1 – New Money Total Funds: $10,000,000 Reputation: Laughingstock