Millionaire Detective Characters Novels & Stories

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

He swiftly dropped everything and answered the call, his voice filled with both relief and concern. "Father, it's good to hear from you," Liam greeted warmly, grateful for the familiar voice on the other end of the line. They exchanged pleasantries and caught up briefly on their lives before the conversation took a more serious turn. Liam's father began discussing the recent wave of murders targeting drug dealers across New York City. The perpetrators were ruthless, showing no mercy, and what made it even more unsettling was the fact that the mastermind behind these killings remained elusive, with an unknown face. However, one thing was clear – the mysterious man wanted Liam dead.

They wore absolutely nothing to identify themselves to the world of men. A final figure stepped out of the lead chopper as it touched down, its skids barely kissing the helipad. This man wasn't in a hazard suit. He wore a sharp, tailored charcoal overcoat that cost more than a detective’s yearly salary. He didn't flinch at the freezing rain. He didn't blink as the violent wind tried to tear at his perfectly groomed hair. He walked with a cold, geometric precision—a man who looked as if he had been calculated rather than born, a sharp contrast to the bloody, visceral chaos of the crime scene. "Detective Miller," the man said. His voice wasn't loud, yet it carried effortlessly over the roar of

The secretary smiled sweetly. The detective grudgingly signed the document and gasped at the amount on the document. “O-one million dollars?!” His eyes swim with tears, “I could retire with this amount.” “Yes, you can.” The secretary gives him a tissue. “Chris Duvier is generous to those people he trusts. I hope you understand, he is equally ruthless to those he mistrusts.” The detective nodded and walked out dreamily from Chris Duvier’s office. He can see beaches and endless summer on a beautiful island, drinking rum every day.

Melanie nodded and banged the door shut "Better than that bîtvhy Fiona "Melanie muttered having her bath quickly Her mind drifted to her owner; Lewis Flyheart she's always seen him on TV as the hottest billionaire in Germany but He's also a drug lord,a killer and the most dangerous mafia How did she even end up like this??;it was a sacrifice she willingly took Walking down the stairs in a maxi dress she met hah Lewis! He wore a white suit that fitted his perfect stature. Her feet turned to jelly seeing his handsome face . A gun placed next to his plate of omelettes and a pack of cigarettes

Ayden inquires when he sees them. "I've spoken with the detective, and they have received evidence pointing to you as responsible for your father's death," Gabriel declares, sitting in front of him. "And something about a ruby. What ruby are they talking about?" "I have no effing idea," Ayden, handcuffed, says, rubbing his face. "Does Arya know yet?" he immediately asks. "No," says Daniel. "We've asked about your bail; it's set at one million dollars." One million dollars echoes in the room. That's a lot for some, but nothing for a Manhattan multimillionaire.

Her acceptance, despite the revelation about his family's financial status, reassured him that their connection went beyond material wealth. Adrian couldn't help but be relieved by Evelyn's nonchalant response. Her acceptance, despite the revelation about his family's financial status, reassured him that their connection went beyond material wealth. "I'm glad you feel that way," Adrian said, a genuine smile playing on his lips. "I wanted to be honest with you, Evelyn. I believe in transparency in our relationship." Evelyn nodded, appreciating his honesty. "Adrian, wealth doesn't define a person, and it certainly doesn't define love. I remember my mother," she said, her voice sounding sad.

I laughed, teasing, knowing exactly what he meant. Reed. My billionaire. My private investigator on the low. He stood composed, every inch of him exactly how I remembered—tall, imposing, with a presence that could drown anyone who dared stand in his path. His amber, piercing eyes missed nothing. The first time I met him—back at the mall when I was still married—he was just as intense. A billionaire who walked in the shadows, hidden in plain sight. A mole I hired to track Dontrell. He was why I walked out unscathed. Reed knew everything—about the mafia, my past, and the danger shadowing me.

He asked, more like it's sure to happen in his mind, knowing his stupidity, he won't last an hour facing his boss, take note of that he's stabbing Klyde McMarrow AKA the most wanted person in the world in the back. "You're going to stand as a new crime lord, the king of drugs and all and defeat Klyde McMarrow using his so called best tactic on getting rich in just a matter of time." Detective Won clasps his hands and places it under his chin, looking like a genius Detective from an anime series.

Squaring his shoulders, he made up his mind. The detective eyed the man sitting across the table in some trepidation. He had heard all about Lucien Delano, ruthless business magnate and billionaire to the world, Mob Boss and murderer too, as he was known in the underworld circles. A well-known womanizer, who was now asking him to find a woman who had dared to walk out on him.