Billionaires Zeus Novels & Stories

"Zeus!? You mean just a guy named Zeus or... " "Not just a guy.. He was a God disgusted as a rich handsome bachelor. He tricked my mom to fall in love with him and she did. But he only planned to fuck her and then left her pregnant." He said and Avery could hear the anger and sadness in his voice. In normal conditions she would have said some calming words but her mind was totally distracted by the 'GOD' fact. "Wait wait! So what you're saying is that ZEUS, the Greek God of sky, is real!?"

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.

“Excuse, sir. You can’t enter.’ Zeke raised his brow at the man who just said to him and then looked at the other man beside him and took a step back, as he adjusted his collar. “Tell Elena that I would see her. It is Zeke,” he said rather confidently. He was not a person to be turned down and the last six years have changed for him as well. He was now amongst the top five billionaires in the whole of the USA and almost everyone knew him. Those who do not know him are probably not in any way in line with the business world, or were newborn babies. “Miss Elena would not receive anyone, Mr. Russo.” Of course, they knew him.

I told him, looking around to see if Mr- Crap. I didn't even get his name. “Who?” “I don’t know. He’s really tall, had a black trench coat. He had a scar on his eye, it was a different color from the other one—” Isaiah gasped, interrupting me. "That's the CEO Zeus Corp!" He whispered, looking around like he was about to tell me a secret. "They call him god. He's the richest man in Seattle and rumored to be in some dangerous mafia cult."

​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

His parents lived in Africa after their retirement and he is the devoted son who took care of all that belonged to them. "What would you like to have?" Chris asked but they declined. "Is that Mi amore wine?" Isabella said rushing to it, it was placed gently on the table. "Is this the last one?" She turned to face Chris. "The first and second were sold, I heard the last one was secretly bought by a billionaire... Was that you?" Isabella gasped with her hand pointed at Chris. Both Chris and David stood still staring at her

She grasped his thick black hair and leaped onto his back. Once she was securely on his back, Blackie saw fit to rear and threaten Phillip with his hooves, but Celine shushed him and calmed him. With a snort that covered Phillip in horse snot, Blackie turned and walked away with his prize on his back. This went on for a few years but then one year a new addition was added to the Baby Billionaires. A tall olive-skinned boy with sharp cheekbones and grey eyes. One Sebastian Gale.

"Not prison, dear. But we are backed into a corner. This might be our escape rope." Dad, always one to cut to the chase, asked, "What are you talking about, Diane?" She sighed, pulling out a chair and sitting opposite us. "I've been in touch with a representative from one of the largest financial firms in New York City. They're interested in buying us out." My eyebrows shot up. "Buy us out? Why didn't you lead with that bombshell?" She smirked, "Thought I'd ease you into it." "Who is this… financial titan eager to sweep into Willowbrook and play the white knight?" I asked, skepticism dripping from every word.

“We will figure it out. I will get another job. I will take out a loan. I will… I will hook up with Alexander Bennett if I have to, I hear he is richer than all the Kensingtons combined!” The absurdity of the comment made a real laugh bubble up from Flora’s chest. For a moment, the crushing weight on her heart lifted, and she was just a girl talking to her sister. “Do not be ridiculous. Alexander Bennett? The Casanova billionaire? He is forty-six, Sash." "So? He is hot for an old guy. And rich. Very, very rich." Sasha joined in the laughter, though there was an edge to it. "I am serious, Flo. You deserve better than this."

5 years later "I'm Grace reporting here live at the Grand Silverman mansion. Anyone who is anyone in the show business, Wall Street, the richest and most famous are all here to attend a celebration party event that is being done to honour the late Lauren Silverman. From famous celebs, directors, rich businessman to billionaires from all over the world, they are all here at this grand luxurious mansion. And it is even being rumored that the president might be one of the honored guests attending. Apparently millions of dollars have been spent in hosting this party as you can expect nothing less from a party of this magnitude. From the tightened security of many man in black everywhere to the w