Greek Billionaire Novels & Stories

I bit my lower lips in anger and snapped my finger at her face. ”Earth to Monia!” I yelled. It was then she gained herself. ”Who is that Greek god?!” She picked my hand and smiled like a barbie who was given a new pink ball gown. ”Greek?! Did you just call that prevent a Greek god?!” I raised my brows and removed my hand from hers and walked into the school. Everyone here in my school is all rich, but riches differ. My Dad was the richest man in all the world with a net worth that could end the world's poverty.

He was used to seeing changes in the attitude of the billionaire owner of a venture company known for his astuteness in business and investment. Yes, he is Gerald Zeroround—the owner of a multinational venture company with unimaginable wealth. The young billionaire is predicted to be the successful businessman of the century. A handsome man full of charm who is still single at thirty-two. Or it could have ended his bachelor life in hours if his prospective bride hadn't disappeared like the news they were receiving.

she grumbled. “You could have told me before doing something like that. Why did you let desperation lead you to something you might regret later in the future irrespective of the money involved? Now tell me what it contains and who is the billionaire?” I continuously asked her. “His name is Drey Jackson. He is the Ceo of Grant Pharmaceuticals. He is also the owner of……” she murmured. “Wait wait wait Lucy, did you just say Grant Pharmaceuticals?” I asked. My voice is rising now, filled with disbelief.

GREECE BILLIONAIRES MOST-SOUGHT AFTER BACHELORS REUNITED! The tycoon Businessman Zandros Mailov threw a party at their villa and we spotted the famous and drop-dead gorgeous Stavros Demakis, with his other friends Eligible Bachelor, Nicolas Petropoulis and Demetrio Pallos, who owns the billion-dollar chains of hotels across the world.

The pack that his father lead needs economical support which came from the DeVille huge chain businesses. Balthier is the owner of several education degree at The University of Oxford. He has his own multinational company, with his name as the sole owner. He started it ten years ago by selling his old sport car, and used the money to start the business, and here he is.. The richest businessman in Athens. The young master own several beautiful villas in many countries; Greece, Italy, France, Morroco, Egypt, Dubai, Hongkong and some cities in the US. With all his hardwork, he became the face of successful men under thirty.

“Your scandal-ridden daughter won’t shake the deal. I’ve handled worse press.” Victor offered a thin smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. He tapped his glass without drinking. “She’s not the problem,” he said smoothly. “The problem… is him.” “Him?” Victor leaned forward, clasping his hands. “Her driver. The new one.” The man scoffed. “You’re telling me your billion-dollar empire is threatened by a chauffeur?” Victor’s expression didn’t change. “He’s not just a chauffeur. I’ve watched people my whole life politicians, con men, CEOs. And this one… this Liam? He’s too clean. Too disciplined. Too invisible.”

She still had enough time to refresh her body in a warm bathroom that fit the cold weather today, before heading to her new workplace. Today is her first day within the Al Matthew Industrial Group. This giant group whose branches are all over Europe. She was finally able to be one of them. After two years of hard work, she has obtained certificates of experience that qualify her to reach that group. She has the job of special secretary to the group's chief executive Adam Matthew. The single billionaire, as the newspapers call him, is, despite skipping 30 years, and with so many rumors haunting him about his multiple women's relationships and being a first-class female visitor.

Zara pointed a chopstick at her. “With all the work you’ve been making me do, you better prepare to give me a two-month vacation to Greece. And you’re the one sponsoring it.” Aria nearly choked on her drink. “Why would I sponsor it?” Zara lifted up her fingers. “One, you’re a billionaire now.” “I’m not a billionaire,” Aria protested. “The company just earns a few millions.” Zara ignored her. “Two, you’re my best friend. Whatever you own, I own it too.”

I ask stuffing French fries in my mouth. "Well, the clients called and postponed the meeting for tomorrow. So technically I could have taken a day off but I decided to stay and do some inventory." She says and I nod. "Nina do you know about Mr. Karter Allan?" I ask out of the blue. She's worked here for three years now, she probably knows about him. "Well duh! Who doesn't? He's the owner of our company and not just that he's the youngest billionaire in America! Everyone knows him Marie" She says.

Only the clatter of cutlery and the soft hum of the AC can be heard. “My friends and I are organizing a charity gala tonight, and I want you both to attend,” he says, pointing his index finger at the two of us seated at the table. “I think it’s time to let my friends and associates know the Davidson future is safe, and worth their money if they invest in us.” My heart flutters. My chest tightens. I’ve never been to these kinds of things before. I don’t fit into the billionaire world. Not only that, but I’ve always been a contented girl. If not for my father’s insatiable quest for wealth, maybe I’d be on a vacation right now—right next to Barry.