Novel & Cerita Billionaire Twins

Aunty Margaret said with concern. “Aunty, the twins' father, is a billionaire. If I tell you his name, you would definitely know him but I won't tell you now. He’s powerful and if he finds out I’m alive with his twins, he would forcefully take them away from me. That is why I want the twins to grow so they will be able to fight for who should take custody if that kind of case arises.” Grace said with a hint of sadness in her voice. “Huh” Aunty sighed. “I understand you and I must say you're truly a good mother, not a bad one like me.” She said and bursted into tears.

But the twins were not just hard workers; they were also very smart. Alexander was amazing with numbers, business plans, and organizing money. Damien was excellent with his hands, he was practical, and he was completely fearless. They saved every single penny they made from their hard work. Together, they bought a very old, broken house. They spent their weekends fixing the walls, painting the rooms, and making it beautiful. Then, they sold the house for much more money than they bought it for. They did this again and again, year after year. With every house they fixed, they became richer. They worked together as a perfect team. Eventually, their small business grew into a massive real estat

When we divided the continent, only then did we learn the true devastation that my father had. With his desire to conquer and eliminate, he put the kingdom in debt to humans. Together with Peter, Parker and William, we have had to come up with a plan to reactivate the economy and get out of debt. Fortunately, it only took us a little over a year of doing legal business and keeping straightforward accounts. That is something undeniable about twins. Their business skills. The packs are happy, because each month they each receive their portion of the profits from the multiple investments we have. This has made the transition to the new political map satisfactory.

Elmo and Elpido Nicoli both headed up the sumptuous Nicoli chain of luxurious international hotels—and, along with their sister, were heirs to the vast wealth their father had created and subsequently left behind following his death last year. Impressive? Yes. Newsworthy? No. Unless, of course, that vast wealth happened to have landed in the laps of stunning identical twins. Not one but two immaculate prototypes regularly hit the headlines courtesy of their jet-setting, depraved existence. Since their father’s death and their sister marrying and settling there, the stunning pair had loosely based themselves in Melbourne—two irrepressible playboys who made no apologies and certainly offered n

The twins have left for a business trip, it's why we thought today would be the perfect day to steal from them. Talking of the twins it’s funny I have never seen them before only heard about them. They are great at keeping a low profile and keeping their faces hidden from the media. The only thing any of us know about them is their name. The Ricca’s are rich Italian billionaires who are deadly. Rumors are they like mafia men and will torture anyone who dares to mess with them. I continue to search the office, making sure to put everything back where I found it, I don’t want them suspecting anything is amiss.

Carl was the one who responded but he still doesn’t get what was happening at all. Karina clicked her tongue, knowing that Art didn’t have the slightest idea about what was happening at all. “Kate and Klaver are basically the owner of KKTG enterprises. Of course, people of higher class knew their faces and people who’s familiar enough might recognize them. Goodness Art, how did you even survive being a hunter?” she was starting to question where her childish affection towards him came from at all. He is too naive to be a hunter! Art’s eyes widened, “You mean you twins are filthy rich and I didn’t even know about it?!”he exclaimed with pure surprise but he was deprived of any interesting reac

Troubled. They weren’t in combat gear anymore.They were in power.Billionaire CEOs,Alpha kings.They were Darkthorn twins who owned everything.Half the state now belonged to them according to human news. And they were in my diner for the first time after five years. “We’re closed”I said.surprised that my voice didn’t break.i was proud of that. Damon flared his nostrils,scenting. Darian went very,very still.like a human statue.because the kitchen door had cracked open.Revealing two small faces peeking.

Then, they sat on the sofa to rest. “How long will you be staying in Rainwood?” I asked. “We’ll be heading home tomorrow because Ethan has a meeting with a business partner. Is that okay?” Deborah asked. “Of course it’s okay. I understand.” “Do you have everything you need for the twins? If not, I’ll go shopping,” Deborah asked. “We do. In fact, there’s plenty of stuff. Thank you for your kindness,” I replied. Suddenly, Deborah opened her bag and took out two bankbooks. She stood next to me and said, “Here’s a gift from me for the twins.” Then she handed the two bankbooks to me.

Both looked exactly the same. 'Is this really possible they are not connected with each other?' The very usual question arrived in her mind. 'I was confused before about their identities but not anymore. Now I know, Gabrielle and Rafaelle are two different personalities with the exact same feature! But, how? Always known that twins or triplets could look alike. And the theory of seven people looks the same in this world, I don't believe in it. Not so much. But, then again, these two look exactly the same when Rafaelle is the only heir of his family. Even both hold totally different last names!'

I was mesmerized, the rich have everything, no wonder a poor girl like I was always accused of being a gold digger. I finally brought myself back to reality, and tried focusing on my food. I picked up my spoon, and was about to swallow the first bite, when Mr Cooper’s word hit me. “You must have been enduring that all along.” “What?” I said pretentiously, swallowing my food. “Being tossed around between the twins.” Now the spoon fell from my hand, he had figured it out, he had found out , how? “You knew?” “I found out sometime ago.” He didn’t stop eating. I noticed that he didn’t want to make the issue sound serious, father had taught me that trick too, I joined in his bad table manners, and