My Former Flame: The Tycoon Novels & Stories

“What?” “I know that scent,” I continued. “Shawn, that is your perfume. Why does your secretary have the same scent as you?” “Oh my God! Can you just stop!” He was on his feet now, the glass of juice shattered on the ground, and his hands folded in fists by his side. Instinctively, I took a step back. Shawn had never raised his hand against me, but I didn’t know who he was anymore. “First, you tell me bullshit about Lydia being too close, and now it is her fucking perfume? Do you know how easy it is to walk into a store and purchase Kilian Paris? I thought you were smarter than that. You always acted smarter than that.”

“Let’s burn this shit down together.” Zephyr Sylvaran POV I stormed up the staircase like the floor had personally offended me. Third floor. West wing. My suite. Luxury corner unit, godsdamn earned. Second year meant higher clearance, better rooms, and less required classes. Perks of being the most charming, least responsible godblood in recorded history. Also, descendant of the Air Goddess, Sylithia. Legacy student. Winged golden boy. Literal skyborn chaos.

Cheesy stepped inside, then his body instantly froze. At the end of the room, there was someone sitting casually but looking haughty, the man was looking directly at her. His eyes were so sharp, his lips were smirking. Of course his face was very familiar. He was Daryl Anderson Lux. The man she had been avoiding for the past six years. Daryl crossed his legs, swirling the glass of wine in his hand. "Incredibly, tonight's waitress turned out to be a former noble princess." Cheesy swallowed, but she tried to ignore the words of her former lover. "Good evening, sir. Here's your order."

Stella was nice to me and we are close enough to tell each other some important information, yet I hide the fact that Christopher Moore is the one I’m actually engaged to. The morning passed in a peaceful hum, the diamond on my finger catching the light every now and then, reminding me of the promise it held; my redemption with my Tycoon. Monday had come roaring in, leaving me buried in a flurry of tasks at work. Between handling emails, tackling reports, and preparing for the afternoon meeting, I barely had a moment to breathe, let alone find time to see Christopher. A quick text exchange was all we managed—a few shared words and a warmth that lingered even amid the chaos. He asked if I was

No, it was the sight of her dancing, twirling in the embrace of another man. Tyler’s breath hitched as he recognized Blake, a well-known billionaire in the corporate world and his former best friend turned rival. Blake had always been charismatic, effortlessly drawing people in, and Tyler could never quite shake the feeling that Blake was competing for everything....status, attention, and now, it seemed, Emily.

What could be worse than what he did to me seven years ago? And to think that if he knew that it was his ex standing before him now, he might do worse…. He laughed maniacally before withdrawing a lighter from his pockets and raising it to his cigarette stick to light the bottom. His eyes never left mine as he smoked the cigarette. “Poor rude Jasmine is completely at my mercy with no one to save you….and tonight I'll make sure you get your karma for torturing my poor cock.” He spat with venom, releasing a chain of smoke to my face.

His movements were clumsier and Damian shot out a hand to steady him as he veered dangerously close to the water. ‘Didn’t sign up for this. You could have picked a nice girl from the centre of Athens, boss,’ Takis muttered, his face scarlet as he found his balance. ‘But, no, you had to go for the pampered princess guarded by the dragon. Working for you is never boring.’ Pampered princess. Damian felt a stab of guilt. Hadn’t he made the same mistake? Like everyone he’d been fooled by the image the tycoon had spun for the world. The adored wife. The much loved, overprotected daughter. The happy family.

The one who'd redefined me in countless ways and then gone on with his own life like it never happened. He's the very man I'd sworn I wouldn't see again after the night of our secret rendezvous. But it seems fate are having somekind of fiesta because right now am currently at his workplace, imagine how frusrated and scared I am right now because I just found out he's not just greek but also a billionaire... With no scandal attached to his name, he known to be a cruel but honest tycoon and marriage isn't something he wants to consider in the next twenty years... Yeah you heard me right!

Because if I decided to spare her life then she would be a lifelong captive in my cage TROPES: Dark Romance/Erotica Humiliation, Bdsm Mafia Revenge Age Gap Kidnapped Obsessed Enemies to Lovers Past Trauma Family Matters ____ MY BOSS IS MY TORMENTOR Ryan Johnson, a ruthless billionaire from New York, thrives on control-of his empire, his surroundings, and everyone in it. But a business trip to India disrupts his carefully curated world when he meets Rose Kapoor, a fierce, green-eyed beauty who shatters his expectations. Unlike any woman he's ever known, Rose doesn't cower before his power or wealth, and she certainly doesn't bend to his will. She's the embodiment of everything his Indian moth