Greek Tycoon Novels & Stories

"Eighteen billion?! That is three generations of Syndicate wealth! You are leaving me destitute!" "Destitute?" Damon leaned down, resting his knuckles on the marble table, his massive frame looming over the old man until Moretti felt the cold air leave his lungs. "My fiancée is offering you your life, old man," Damon murmured, his dark eyes colder than the permafrost of the Arctic. "If you refuse to sign, my transport is idling at Ciampino Airport. Fort Severus always has room for one more miner in the permafrost tunnels."

Lanterns cast a golden glow across the marble terraces and the large outdoor bed draped in crisp white linen. Elena Papadakis, a 26-year-old Greek shipping heiress with sun-kissed olive skin, long dark waves, and a graceful, voluptuous figure, stood on the terrace in a sheer white slip. The fabric clung to her body in the humid air, outlining her hardened nipples and the growing heat between her thighs. She had come for a private escape after closing a major deal. She found something far more consuming. The villa door opened. Alexandros “The Titan” Kostas, the world-famous Black Greek shipping magnate and former Olympic athlete, stepped onto the terrace. Towering at 6’10” with a powerfully a

My eyes cloud with tears. “She did what?” His grip loosens a little around my wrist but he still doesn’t let go “She shouldn’t ha-“ “Well she did. And what are you going to do about it?” I ask staring into his green eyes. His head drops and shoulders slump in defeat and that tells me all I need to know. “Exactly! That’s what I thought. Who am I to ask anything of the elite society of New York. I’m just a secretary the boss manages to fuck when he gets bored fucking his fiancé” I spit the words out like venom.

"I need ten minutes to stabilize the pressure. If I can't do it by then, the Atuabo II injectors will reach critical mass and level three city blocks in Ghana." As Elena began to rewire the ancient console, the sound of tires screeching on gravel echoed from outside. "They're here," Killian said, his voice like dry ice. He didn't look back at her. He stepped out into the rain, a lone figure in a bespoke suit, standing against a fleet of black tactical SUVs. He was the Tycoon, the King of the Empire, but in this moment, he was a soldier protecting the woman who held the key to his survival.

At 6 PM Sunday, dinner at Katerina's Mayfair townhouse, not Astoria, but same pastitsio, same spanakopita, same Greek logic, same family: Andreas in wheelchair, oxygen, but smiling, real smile, father smile, not CEO smile, with James next to Elias, holding hand openly, first time in 6 years, no hiding, with Julie, with Eleni, with Katerina, with pastitsio, with family. Julie posts T****k at 9 PM London time: @Julieluxuryloft — Day 124, in London, taught second closeted Greek billionaire how to come out to dying father, father said bring him to dinner Sunday, same line as Stavros, same tears, same Greek mothers in fur in September who fix everything, rate $15K per day, 3 days, $45K, plus busi

Greece also became one of the richest countries in the world, with a GNI of a million dollars per capita. Only 2 years left for one of the hottest and most successful bachelor in town, Vaspe Calypso Boeneville. He just lives his life, not giving a fuck about Rampage's decision. 10 years? Heh. Fuck that throne, he will never seat on it. He has no interests in taking it over. He doesn't want to be one of those royalties (but the fact he is already one), he just can't see himself being one. Agape opened the doors of her balcony and gaze at her surroundings. All are green. The cold breeze was so fresh, and in every inhale, she is worry-free about what might be in the air because it was clean and

He was not some disabled guy or a gay chubby man with a golden pocket watch. He was the most handsome man she ever saw in her life, a Greek god, maybe an angel. ‘Shoot. I am getting affected. This man is dangerous,’ Maya immediately thought to herself as she tried to force a welcoming smile. He was the type of man who was made by God with extra care. A man like him was the dream of every living girl. Now, she wondered why he was still single. Based on her research, he should already be the age to get married or someone who already had children running around the house.

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.

She says screaming at me. Looking at her like she's grown two heads she scoffs in disbelief. "You seriously do not know who that is ?" Shaking my head no she huffs. "See this is why you need to get out more, you live under a rock. Your baby daddy over there is thee Elijah Russo, ruthless billionaire running more than 10 multi million enterprises, was voted the hottest guy five years in the row while businessman of the year ever since he took over his father's company and expanded and brought in ten times more profit than all the Russo's before him.

“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!”