Greek Billionaire Novels & Stories

He was never the party type all that mattered to him was the company he was running, his mental health and being a successful philanthropic person who did great things for people but decided to remain anonymous since he didn't want so much of the spotlight on him as most billionaires would want he followed the rules to the later and never for once thought because he was rich he could oppress people with his wealth. _____ The moment he entered the house was when Alexa was done with Topaz and his breath got hitched in his throat as he could not understand what and who he was starting at. She was heavily endowed with beauty and her dimples didn't make it any easier as she smiled an unwavering s

Derek contorted his face in annoyance. “ .....though i would be going to see a friend too,I would definitely text you tonight”He added almost immediately. Clarke leaves Derek's apartment immediately and in no time he was at his mansion. Rachel laid almost naked, bare-breasted in her thong,pressing her phone and smiling at her screen. She didn't even know when her jolly husband walked in. “I had a wonderful day....I signed a business deal with an English company worth of twenty eight million dollars” Clarke plops on the bed with joy.

“Forget the deal. You’re mine, papers or no papers. The only problem is you refuse to come home. I get it. But I want you to spend the day with us.” I crossed my arms, leaning back against the counter. “My time is too expensive to waste with a man who already has everything.” His gaze dropped to my lips, then back to my eyes, unblinking. “I’ll buy you a McLaren if you spend the day with me.” I froze, staring at him like he’d just spoken another language. “Wait—what? For real?” “Yes, Red. Anything you want. Name it.” His voice was silk over steel. Oh, to be a billionaire’s baby mama, I thought, the smile threatening to break free before I bit it back.

“I know you would think this part isn’t necessary, but it is more than necessary.” How did he know I’d see it like that? “Being my contracted wife, you need to know things about me—for media purposes. You’ll be called in for interviews and events, and I don’t want us looking fake in front of the media.” Fair enough. I went straight into his bio. He attended Harvard University, United States. Graduated with first-class honors in Accounting and Economics. High school? Philips Academy Andover. Family of three. His parents died a few years ago, and he was made CEO of Armen Corps.

“Yeah, Dad.” “I’ve got good news,” Victor’s voice could be heard from the other side. There was excitement in his voice which was a rare thing. “A big billionaire has shown interest in our company and is willing to invest.” “Oh, that’s great. Who’s this billionaire?” Vivian asked in delight. “Adrian J Claimer.” Vivian’s expression froze for a second. She couldn’t believe it. “You mean… the son of Sir Gareth Claimer?” “Yeah.”

“I don’t understand why you still work,” Enrico said while monitoring the machine exchange beside Antonella. “Now you’re married to Benjamim. He’s a billionaire, Antonella.” “He is; I’m not, Dad,” she replied, genuinely irritated by his comment. “Besides, I couldn’t stand staying at home with Carlota around. I’d rather put up with you than her.”

Elena does not know what angered her more. If it was the annoying smirk that remained plastered on his lips, or if it was what he just said He just bought the media company? A big one at that? He was probably joking… or maybe not. Of course, Zeke was a billionaire. And there were even some rumors that he might be a trillionaire as it was not all of his assets that was documented officially. So, she knew he was insanely rich. He probably could afford to buy this company without telling on his account, but… did he actually do that?

“He’s still insanely wealthy probably a billionaire. Nobody gets to the level of yacht-rich without exploiting people.” Andre smiled. “You really don’t know who he is.” XXX

"I am glad you remember I am the Don and also the owner of this company. Less I forget, this company is a corporation, an investment company not a mafia company. With or without the mafia business backing this company, it would be the same. Who ever I employ to work for me is my business to take care of care of and I know how to handle what under my control, Mr dickhead. Now I hope I have given you the reply, you may take fucking sit. " I saw his jaw harden as he didn't get what he was looking for with what he had said. He sat down angrily and avoided contact with me. " Well that new, young blood. I did want to see who this lady is, the one who captured your heart and you interested in her."