I Became The Rich Second-generation Villain Novels & Stories

"Well well, you speak much huh, I think it's enough for the presentation, you can leave" Kiara moved away, the man entered my room, he kept his gun back into his pants and crossed his hands behind me while he moved closer to me. "Victor ? The fuck do you want?" Victor was the most vicious persona I knew. The amount of money he had was equivalent to his bad character, but like all the wealthy assholes, he always wanted more. He had this nasty menacing aura that would make anyone nauseous. He had tried frightening the Holmes brothers and would always try testing them in public areas to tarnish their reputation by showing off their violent nature. Their wealth is a fantasy for him and since he

Ivan had a lot of underworld connections, all that's thanks to the fact he came from a long line of Mafia Don; his family had headed one of the biggest Russian Mafia organizations. Benji was a trust fund baby from with both British nobility and royalty heritage. That aside, his family ran one of the biggest tech companies in the world, and at the very young age of 15, he was a world-class hacker. We became friends when he tried to hack into my stuff once but failed because then I was a better hacker.

"Well... He's not your regular old dude." Her eyebrow arched again. "He's not?" I dropped my gaze to the beach sand, as the memory of the golden walking stick and the cold, brutal eyes flashed in my mind. "He's a wealthy old man," My voice dropped. "And a sort of gangster leader." I looked back up, meeting her gaze squarely. "Well... Um… not the boss leader. More like a second or a third in command, I'm… not so sure." I took a breath. "Basically, he's a ruthless rich old man... who tried feeding me to the fishes.”

Eleanor flinched, as if he’d struck her. Richard’s voice dropped further, raw and uneven. “They’re not like the Yakuzas you know. They don’t believe in control only chaos. They’re not driven by honor or money, only vengeance. Every single one of them is mentally unstable. If they truly raised the children I had with Amara…” He stopped mid-sentence, dragging both hands through his greying hair, trembling slightly. “…then they’ve created demons not people. Demons built to kill me.” Silence. Only the ticking clock on the wall dared to move.

I've tasted fame, power and money now I don't wanna let go I can remember when I first arrived here, I lived in a shabby house, but now things have changed and I have changed too, I was no longer the timid and naive Ava from years back, I'm now a domineering, ruthless, and powerful billionaire who controls millions of wealth across all countries

I detested him and each time, I tried my best to be better than him. After getting that call from my private investigator, I realized I’d been very foolish. My so-called brother who doesn’t even have an entitlement in the company was busy exerting revenge in my father’s stead. While I on the other hand was getting friendly with the enemies and being stupid. It irked me so badly that I vowed to do something about it. I've always heard that situations and happenings change people into villains, never did I imagine that I'd be part of those people.

He snaps his head toward the ceiling, then back to me, eyes darker, harder, filled with lethal intensity. “Time’s up. Tell me everything.” I swallow, my throat tight. Every word could be my last. “It’s not what I know,” I whisper, letting the weight hang. “It’s… who I am.” Vex’s eyes narrow, every muscle in his body tensing. “My real father… Izak Tang. Head of the Tang Mafia. The most dangerous family in the city.” Vex freezes for a fraction of a second. I’ve never seen him like this—controlled, sharp, and dangerously alert. He knows exactly what that name means.

"And if I refuse?" "Then your father goes to prison. Your mother loses everything. Your sister—sweet, ambitious Lila—loses her trust fund and her reputation." His fingers traced my collarbone, and I fought not to flinch. "I will destroy everyone you love, Aria. Systematically. Thoroughly. Until you have no choice but to cling to me." This was the Richard I remembered. Not the charming businessman from the first timeline, but the monster underneath. Somehow, my defiance had accelerated his cruelty.

“Can I hear your reasons first” “I wasn't poor, the first time I saw you was on TV you were on the news, the heiress to Vanchez Empire in New York, and that moment I fell in love with you, it was love at first sight, I did a background check on you and realized you hated rich people because they comes to you to take advantage of you just to shine in the business world, I didn't have that kind of mindset, my family is already the third best in Korea” “Huh…..!” I yelled out my lungs this time, who doesn't know the third richest family in Korea

“Hi, Adrian!” “Hey, Adrian!” “So good to see you, Adrian!” The voices blended together. Adrian barely kept track of who was talking. This had become his everyday life. His recent rise in popularity wasn’t just because of his father’s status. A few weeks ago, he had solved a complex economics problem that even the top students had failed. The teachers talked about it, the students were in awe, and suddenly, he was more than just a rich boy—he was a genius. And in this school, where everyone was super wealthy, you needed something extra to stand out.