Greek Billionaire Novels & Stories

All he knows is an adopted child when his adoptive parents tell stories. “Thank you, Dad, I just didn't think that all this time, I had turned out to be a billionaire!” William said proudly. “Yes, this is how Dad is now, your Grandpa and Grandmother have owned Albert's company from the beginning. So, when they die, Dad will inherit everything, now I will leave it to you! Tomorrow we will go to the office together,” said Mr. Joyce, who took the rice and put it down. On William's plate.

"You can leave and mingle with people for more business~~" Ads by Pubfuture "Nah, I have my way in business." He grinned at her. However, she sucked up all of her anger toward the man and mingled with Alessandro. Lots of businessmen recognize him as a young billionaire. He expanded their business after he graduated from college and became a billionaire of his own even without big support from his father. Their company nearly collapsed. Everyone knows him as a vicious businessman who bankrupted the Golden Age and grabbed it. Then take a few more exposing illegal things.

"I mean, you paid for her services, but don't forget your father left her so much that she doesn't need the money she's getting from this." Jace scoffed as I took my seat next to him. I still didn't know why Father left her so much; I care less. "I hate the new Carlton," Jace continued. "For real, the old one was very sweet. This new one, with the G&K Group chairman title, being the second worldwide billionaire at the moment, sucks." He rolled his eyes. "It's not official yet, and who is the first?" I asked, one eyebrow arched. "Me, of course!" Jace flung his hands up dramatically.

Eric Grant. He was a self-made billionaire at a young age. In the billionaire’s circle, he was known to be the phoenix. This title was given to him as he maintained his low profile but he owned not just a country but countries where his conglomerate stood up and expanded everywhere. He was also one of the VIPs but he opted to sit at the back. Mr. Grant was always mysterious and intimidating because of his silence. Only a few people in the circle with the precise business proposals were able to talk to him as he was known as a decent man.

He was dominant yet so very gentle with his hands. "So, how are things going with Jake?" Lucy suddenly asked and slurped loudly on her milkshake. "Yeah, you moved in with his dad, right?" Charlotte's eyes were already sparkling with interest. The lanky blonde was a bubbly person. "I heard he is a billionaire and a very successful CEO, right?" "Very successful?" Lucy snorted. "Griffin Archer owns iSky, and you know how popular their phones and computers are. They are on top in the technology industry. He is more than successful. The man is a god."

The one who’d redefined me in countless ways and then gone on with his own life like it never happened. He's the very man I’d sworn I wouldn’t see again after the night of our secret rendezvous. But it seems fate are having somekind of fiesta because right now am currently at his workplace, imagine how frusrated and scared I am right now because I just found out he's not just greek but also a billionaire... With no scandal attached to his name, he known to be a cruel but honest tycoon and marriage isn't something he wants to consider in the next twenty years... Yeah you heard me right!

Me in that silver dress, standing far too close to Alexander Lancaster. His hand was at my waist. I remembered the moment his touch, the confusion in his eyes. And now it was plastered across the internet. The headline was bold and cruel: **'Nichole Adams Caught in Scandal with Billionaire Alexander Lancaster — Betrayal Runs in the Family?’** My stomach dropped. “Oh God…” Claire exhaled slowly. “It’s already everywhere. T*****r, gossip sites, even some business pages.” I took her phone, scrolling through the comments.

It made it difficult for the men in the room not to look at her twice. "Good morning, Mr. Harper. I apologize for my lateness. Shall we commence with the meeting?" She asked. Mr. Harper is a successful billionaire who has a new start up company and would love to partner with Astrid to pursue his aim. "Of course. Please take your seat," he replied with an approving smile. She shook each of them before settling down for the meeting.

"Liar. DNA said—" Damien laughed, holding a drive. "Faked. Victor hid me to control you all. Now, sign the empire over, or I gut your sister." Noah circled, gun ready. "Shoot him, Ethan." But Damien hit a button screen lit: Video of them. Ethan balls-deep in Noah's ass, filthy dirty talk echoing. "Leaked from your penthouse cams. World sees the billionaire heir as a cock-hungry fag. Stock tanks." Ethan lunged, but Damien fired grazing Noah's leg. Blood sprayed. Noah dropped, cursing. "My thigh fuck!"

Out of place. The door opened. The man who stepped out did not belong to her world. He wore a dark tailored coat, sharp lines, and quiet confidence. Silver cufflinks caught the weak winter sun. His posture was controlled, his expression unreadable. He moved like someone who had never been told no. Isabella recognized him instantly. Alexander Voss. The billionaire heir to Voss Enterprises. The man splashed across every headline since his father’s death three days ago. Rumors followed him like shadows, whispers of power, inheritance, and a will with unusual conditions.