Novelas y relatos de Hidden Tycoon

Sarah nodded because they could never steal Celeste’s whole personality. “And another thing that’s strange, how did Hannah and Mr. Lim get into a relationship?” she added. “Mr. Lim, you said? The one who owns an engineering construction company? The famous young president of the company? The number 1 construction company in the Philippines and other countries?” Sarah confirmed. Celeste nodded. “No way, how did Mr. Lim fall for Hannah? Is it possible that Mr. Lim fell in love with Hannah after she had plastic surgery?”

the voice said before hanging up, not allowing me to respond. “Ahhh!” I screamed, throwing my head back as all my packages fell to the ground, scattering everywhere. I didn’t care that my things were all over the place. I didn’t care that people in the hallway were staring at me like I had lost my mind. I was overjoyed. Finally, I had bagged a job not just any job, but one with the biggest empire in the country: The Stone Dynasty.

The guy that I thought would love me for the rest of my life. I didn’t know what was wrong with me. Why wasn't I still enough for him when I had already achieved everything a woman could be proud of? I was the heiress to the Greyfur Pack. I was the next Luna, and he was supposed to be my Alpha, who would unite strength with our pack. Tyler was an honorable man. He owned many charities all over the city and had a kind heart that no one saw because he was always known as a proud and arrogant Alpha who loved to brag about his wealth and titles.

A small plan started to form in my mind but I needed to gather as much knowledge as I could. “Who is he, truly?” I turned to face my grinning father and for a moment he seemed to enjoy Declan’s misery so much that he forgot his hatred for me. “Robert’s bastard son. He’s made a name for himself in Italy, Spain, Paris and South America. They call him The Tycoon of Rome. He’s quite brilliant.”

Like nothing and no one could touch him. I should’ve known that behind that cold facade, gray hair, and wrinkled face lies a devil who ran away from hell a long time ago to spread evilness in the human realm. A devil who wears a coat and tie. He hides his horn and tail behind his wealth, concealed by his connections, and perfectly-plotted reputation. “I never thought you’d visit me again after you selfishly stole all my rights to be with my grandchild,” his tone was menacing, his eyes were sharp.

“Put her bill and anything else she wants today on me.” The waiter bowed. She blinked. “I’m Krystal Hunter,” I said, offering a sleek, embossed business card Tomas had made. CEO of Hunter Holdings—a shell company, yes, but with silent legitimate shares spread across the world's most profitable industries. No one knew it yet, but I owned pieces of the next decade’s future. Real estate, technology, clean energy, luxury brands, food chains—even shares in her husband's political PR firm. Quietly, I had purchased them all.

He replied, growing irritated. She sighed beside him as they walked down the hallway with bodyguards behind them. “I don’t want a child. I want your child.” He made no reply to that. He had no interest in having children. People whispered as they walked past them, but Graeme was used to it. Being a filthy rich tycoon, gossip came with the territory. It didn’t disturbing him in the slightest. Let them talk.

He nods " alright once we get the sketch, announce it to the media that this criminal is wanted dead or alive , his picture must be shown full with a bounty on his head and then we send a search team . " Kyle nods " yes sir , how much are we talking about sir ". " Two hundred thousand dollars and also when is madeye leaving for the archer asylum " *Archer asylum is a place where hardened criminals are locked up for life * " Sir he is leaving first thing tomorrow morning" Macgonnel nods . Kyle stands up and salutes and leaves. [ BOSS EMPIRE ] In the deep parts of Toronto woods , an huge estate was located hidden of the eyes of ordinary people. In this place criminals hide from police here and

"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.

He paused, his hands sliding down to rest securely against my waist, holding me flush against his hips. "For a long time, I let my father's ghost dictate how I protected this family," Tyler continued, his gaze burning into mine with an absolute, terrifying devotion. "I thought that keeping you hidden, keeping our relationship fractured in the public eye, was the only way to keep the vultures from using you to destroy me. But you showed me in Madrid that our partnership isn't a vulnerability. It's the only thing that makes this empire completely untouchable."