Greek Tycoon Novels & Stories

Dad Introduced, this was the first time seeing her but the 'crown' did sound a whole lot familiar, My eyes drifted to where Keith was sitting with That Dante, he appeared to be telling her something that made her smile, I knew I had to be careful with this joseph Dante, firstly he came here uninvited and now he was trying to get close to keith, why her among everyone in the room? "Saul, did you even hear what she said?" I was dragged out of my thoughts as I stared at Dad and Sara "Sorry, I didn't hear" "Sara is Mr crown's only daughter, you remember Mr Crown, the business tycoon with the 8% shares in our company" immediately my father explained who she was, I knew where this was heading, I j

“That’s easy! Just a trivial matter!” Then, he walked toward Kayson with his subordinates and assumed an arrogant expression. “You’re rather bold, huh? You silly little boy. How dare you offend Mr. Fann? Don’t you know that Mr. Fann’s father is one of the wealthiest tycoons in Northspring?” “Ah…” Kayson appeared confused. “I have no idea indeed.” Troy’s gaze dimmed upon hearing that, and he said with a malicious sneer, “You will find out soon enough! Let’s beat him up!”

At such a tense moment, he suddenly realized why Heloise’s man had reacted so strongly when he called him a gigolo. Reginald. The biggest tycoon in THE PHOENIXFELL EMPIRE. A man with overwhelming power and influence. Heloise stood there on the verge of collapse, kissed breathless by Reginald. His scent enveloped her completely, leaving her nowhere to escape. Only after a long while did Reginald slowly release her. His eyes remained fixed on her as he asked, “Do I smell terrible?” “No...” Before Heloise could finish, the tall man before her began to sink slowly downward.

“You… know her?” “Who doesn’t!” Came Elena’s sharp response. “Ivette Castellano, a big time I*******m star and model who seems to have it all. But in reality, she’s only freeloading off her uncle.” “And who’s her uncle?” “Wallace Castellano,” Elena, disregarding the lie Noelle had told her before, took her phone and pulled up one of the latest articles, but the man’s face was a dark shade, making it hard for anyone to see. “Italy’s richest and most ruthless business Tycoon. Word has it that he owns a one out of two customized Rose Noire Droptail.”

He rushed into the kitchen and returned with a bowl of popcorn. “Are we watching movie?" I tried not to laugh as he dropped down the popcorn and two glass of apple juice. “It would have helped if you just decided to come out a bottle of alcohol instead." He chuckled lightly.“It might and might not. Alright, where should I start from?" “Anywhere. As far as I understand who he is.” “His name is Jackson Aurel, a fifty three year old and a multi billionaire. He's the CEO of Mac and Co conglomerate."

My entire life—the divorce, the hidden tycoon reveal, the struggle for the company—was a game played by two old men who valued a ledger more than their children. "Why?" I gasped. "The Northern Territories," Xander said, his voice fading. "They found oil... and something else. Something worth more than gold. And they need a 'clean' heir to claim it. Our son." Suddenly, the van was bathed in a searchlight. But it wasn't a helicopter. A fleet of black town cars blocked the road ahead and behind us. This wasn't a military extraction. This was a corporate "clean-up" crew. The door of the lead car opened. A man stepped out, leaning on a silver-headed cane. He was dressed in a suit that cost more t

You freeloader! Riley chimed in, egging him on. "Exactly, Ms. Prescott! Jared just knows how to play the pity card and manipulate people! He probably seduced you to get revenge on me!" Rose slammed her hand on the table. "Enough! I gave him the suit, and he bought the ring on his own. What exactly is the problem? "The Langleys are just as wealthy abroad as the Prescotts. Buying a small ring isn't beyond his reach. I wouldn't normally explain this to you, but I won't stand by while you slander Jared, even if you are my nephew!"

The business tycoon, handsome as hell, sexy as sin and the most eligible bachelor of New York as Leah had put it yesterday showing his photos. I had met him at some charity events and we'd made some small talks here and there but that was it. I had to admit though, he was quite easy on eyes with his dark black hair and electric blue eyes. Once again, who was I kidding? He was a freaking Greek God. He was tall, maybe 6.5"? and had a well built body. I could tell it even from his suit that accentuated his body so well that one would think he was born in that.

“Let me make this clear to you, princess. I own you. I f*cking bought you. Whatever order I give, you obey.” “You don’t own me, Mr. Whatever-your-name-is! I have no business with you. I’m leaving!” I snapped, moving past him — but his hand shot out, gripping my wrist. “It’s Luca. Luca Stone,” he said, his voice low and final. “And from today onward, this is where you live. Don’t make me repeat myself twice.” He released my hand and walked out, leaving me frozen in place. My jaw dropped. Did he just say Luca Stone? The billionaire Luca Stone the man known for his good looks, his ruthlessness, his empire. I wasn’t just sold to anyone. I was sold to him.

“You said you’d tell me the truth. So tell me.” In my mind, I knew I couldn’t tell her everything. The Five Families operated on secrecy. Revealing too much could get us both killed. But I could give her enough. “Alright,” I said finally. “What do you want to know first?” “Start with Lord Zeus. Who is he?” “My grandfather. Gavin’s father.” I took another sip of scotch. “He built an empire from nothing. Started in Greece decades ago and expanded across Europe, then into Asia, then here. Now he controls more wealth and power than most small countries.”