Billionaire's Bunker Novels & Stories

“They just want a place to call home. Somewhere the Rossi Group can’t find them with their needles and cages.” “Nowhere’s safe,” David muttered, not even looking up. “The Company’s got satellites, Maya. They own the highways. We’re running out of places to hide.” Catherine pointed north, toward peaks twisted and sharp under ice that never melted. “There’s one place,” she said. “My father had secrets. He built a bunker way under the glacier. Called it the ‘Silent Garden.’ He picked that spot because the Earth’s energy scrambles machines. Electronics just die there.”

Lukas reactivates his high-level financial acumen from the shadows, leveraging encrypted shell companies and insider crypto assets accumulated during his corporate exile. Daniel uses his underworld freight networks to secure rare commodities, tech patents, and real estate, laying the foundation for their rise to billionaire status. The industrial loft had transformed from a simple survival shelter into a high-security command center. In the corner where an old wooden workbench once stood, a sleek, custom-built array of multi-monitor workstations cast a cool, blue illumination across the raw brick walls.

The Billionaire Sugar Daddy Chapter 45 THE other Vozinelik still stood right in his front. Dylan is frozen when his hand is gently slapping his squishy cheeks to wake him up. They both go inside the car as Connor closed the door and then puts on the seatbelt while his body is close enough to feel the warm breath. The pretty boy is dumbfounded while holding the envelope that this crazy billionaire gave to him.Inside of the car is silent until they reach some particular parts of the city. The lights are the only thing that can make the inside illuminate. Dylan is quiet, and Connor is bothered—no! He is curious about what he thinks about what he said earlier at the entrance of the restaurant.

He smiled wickedly, Nathan even felt that his friend became scary for a while, he exudes a cold and ruthless aura when he flashed that expression. Marcus didn't answer him but fished out his phone and dialed a number, not even twice second, the call was connected. "What can I do for you, young master?" Darwin greeted. Nathan cannot utter a word in shock, this voice.. It's Darwin Charles'! the richest man in Kingston, who recently was rumored to be a left hand only to the rolls royce master. Could it be? "Destroy Henessy Damer's Family, I want them bankrupt before the sun rises." The cold and authoritative voice were enough to sent shivers to Nathan's spine.

Upon leaving the villa, Jane hailed a taxi to Eatery Pavilion, the most renowned restaurant in New York for cuisine, where Anderson was waiting for her in a private room. While en route, Jane checked her mobile phone for the room number. However, she accidentally collided with a man while walking and was scolded by his group for not watching where she was going. The man she bumped into, Sala Baker, appeared familiar to Jane. She apologized, and Sala replied calmly. Jane stepped aside, and the group followed Sala out of the restaurant. Her phone rang, and it was Anderson calling. She quickly found the private room where Anderson and Piper were chatting. Piper complained about hunger, and Ande

He would be able to live the rest of his life in bliss. As for the 60% of annual profit … Although it wasn't definite, he knew that a person who could pay 600 million dollars definitely wasn't from a small company. "Why should I trust you?" asked Roald. Charles laughed softly and said, "Mr. Norton, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. You've already sent your wife abroad. What else do you have to worry about?" Roald was flabbergasted. How could this man possibly know something like that?

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

--- Sterling Inc Headquarters: CEO’s Office Lowe sat in the shadows of his office, the only light spilling in from the cityscape outside. His fingers traced the edge of a small red box on his desk, the diamond ring inside reflecting the cold light. It was a symbol of a past he wanted to erase, a reminder of a time when things had been different, before everything had fallen apart. His sharp profile, silhouetted in the dim light, was devoid of warmth. Mark, his assistant, stood nervously before him. “Sir,” he said hesitantly, “there’s a message from the prison... Miss Mila wants to see you.”

Bryan, a fellow broadcaster added. "Well, I'm not surprised. Most business tycoons' wealth is not usually from a pure source. Anne said. "One time I heard Mr Anderson trafficking illegal goods and is in a close partnership with drug dealers," she continued, in a cheesy way that added more spice to the tea. "Oh my goodness! You don't mean it," Bryan added cheesily and the news went on till it ended. "Serves him right," Amelia muttered as she switched off the TV. .... "I need you to fire those reporters before the end of the week," Ryan thundered across the office.

27' The counting went on in her mind 'Now she knew how true it was that boredom was a killer, she had never felt it this deep before'. Her phone began vibrating on the night-stand, lazily picking it up like usual, she checked the caller ID "Ida dear, it's Grandma, I called to check up on you, that naughty boy had to go for a business trip, leaving you all by yourself, I know you are bored right now, aren't you?" "I...I am fine," She lied, she would prefer dying in this boredom, than going to the Reid's mansion, to continue fooling them.