Dearest tycoons: aka my four brothers Mga Nobela at Kwento

Furina watched her go, curiosity piqued. Moments later, Tiffany returned, her expression a mix of surprise and annoyance. Behind her was a tall, handsome man with striking features and an air of confidence. Furina recognized him from the occasional family photos Tiffany had shared: Walker Summers, Tiffany's older brother. "Walker," Tiffany said, her tone strained. "What are you doing here?" Walker smiled warmly, though there was a hint of tension in his eyes. "Is that any way to greet your brother? I came to see you, Tiff. And to ask you to come home and visit Mom and Dad. They miss you."

Jay is still thinking about that insult as he exclaims, “I don’t think that there is anyone more handsome than me. I am a pretty boy here.” As the night unfolds, the handsome brothers leave an indelible mark on the business party, not only through their striking appearance but also through their genuine character and unwavering determination. Their entrance becomes a symbol of ambition, unity, and the limitless potential that lies within the realm of their shared endeavors.

Only one person would enter his office like he owned it. “Morning, brother.” Gerald strolled in like a gust of expensive cologne and entitlement. Blond hair slightly tousled, shirt half-buttoned like he'd just rolled out of bed, which, knowing him, wasn’t far from the truth. “I’m in a meeting,” Dominic said without looking at his entitled brother. “You’re always in a meeting. You should really learn to relax, Dom.” He dropped into the leather chair across from his desk and kicked his feet up. Dominic clenched my jaw. “Take your feet off the desk.”

On my way home, familiar faces would whisper behind my back. I knew exactly where it was coming from: the Castros. They told everyone I had turned my back on them, that I had latched onto Peter instead. Joe even made it clear to everyone that Felicity was his only sister. They thought it would make me regret it. They thought I would realize how important that family was, come crawling back, and hand over my connection to Peter to help pave their way. So they waited and waited. But what they got instead was Peter officially taking me in as his god-granddaughter and my acceptance letter from Blackstone University, the top university in the country.

The Holloway Empire, the biggest company in the whole of New York state. For thirty years, it has maintained the top seat. Jace walked in to the enormous building space, with Ray right behind him. They were both dressed in a formal suit, looking like two adults. The chief secretary, Daphne, hurry to him with the executives to receive him. They all bowed low in front of him in a two-column line, but Jace did not wait, he walked past them instead without batting an eye.

Outside, I saw the row of cars from the other side, making me want to go home instead. "That's okay, Via. Bond with them for a while and then go home." I whispered to myself after getting out of the car and looking up at Tito Blake's three-story house. I was still a little surprised when someone spoke as I stepped forward. "Taxi, really? You still haven't saved anything from the writing you're so proud of to actually buy a car?" I was stunned by the words I heard from my brother, Marcus, the eldest of four. I was the second; following me was Theo and our youngest, Jonathan, who was only five years old.

" How much do you trust your own brother because I think you might as well just betrayed you and he's playing you. " © #KCMmuoe

My name is Aphrodite Luisa Ezrael, and I have three brothers: Timothy II Ezrael, Leonardo III Ezrael, and Giovanni Axel Zeus Ezrael. In addition, our parents, Vanessa Hera Ezrael and Gion Timothy Leonardo Ezrael They are the center of my existence. Yes, there is no issue with our family, except that we are known inside the corporate world like a monster. Because my brothers and father have no heart when it comes to business, they are brutal businessmen in the eyes of many people. Our Eldest Brother Timothy, who partnered with the Delafuertes, would bring some company down. Tsk, that's how bad he is. Rocco Delafuerte, his closest buddy, is also a Tycoon businessman, but he is also ruthless.

I felt bad for doing that and so I decided to talk to her. "I am Ivan" She chuckled a little and I could see her perfect dentition. "I know who you are already" "Really?" "Of course I do.. you are New York's most eligible bachelor" "There is really no hiding place for a golden fish" "I never knew I was that popular" "Of course you are. I have almost all my cousins crushing on you" "And you're not part of them I guess" "No, I'm not" "Ouch!!! ... that hurt"

Ace “Hahaha! My beloved brother, Ace!” Draven’s voice boomed through the council hall the moment I walked through the heavy doors. He rushed toward me, throwing his arms around me in a mockery of a brotherly hug. But before he pulled away, his grip tightened, and he whispered venomously into my ear, “How did you enjoy my gift?” A cruel smirk played on his lips as he stepped back, but I offered him nothing but a cold, unreadable stare.