Novel & Cerita My Former Flame: The Tycoon

He doesn't deserve to be. I've known him as an influential man who rules the business world, this man who claims to be my Father is no puppet, he is known to be ruthless, a brutal and dangerous business tycoon. This man has everything I need to prove my innocence and claim back Darren's love, and most importantly my revenge on the Taylors. I might not like him so much right now but I need him, I need this strange family I just found myself in.

My dark hair fell in soft waves. I looked beautiful. Like a wealthy princess from a fairy tale. I was indeed a billionaire tycoon wife now. When I walked downstairs, the maids and everyone present including Damian looked up. His eyes darkened for a second. Then his face turned hard again. “You’re late.” he said. My cheek flushed. “I’m sorry.” He offered me his arm, I hesitated before taking it. The warmth of his skin against mine sent a confusing shiver down my spine. He led me out of the mansion toward the waiting car.

“Are you sure you want this, Ty? Remember what you said. You told me you didn't want some company deciding how often you have to touch me or look at me lovingly.” Tyler stared down at me, the air in the gym turning suffocatingly thick. The cool indifference melted from his eyes, replaced by a dark, teasing intensity. “Flora,” he murmured, leaning forward just enough to crowd me against the weight rack. “Let’s get something straight. Even if I’m forced to touch you more often, none of it is real. It’s just acting. Besides, getting this branding gig means you go from typical, heartbroken Flora to a high-profile chic. It’s the ultimate way to make your ex bleed.”

“After you finished having sex with my cousin, you have the nerve to call me that!?” “What’s the problem with that? Your cousin does not differ from other women I’ve slept with. Besides,” Flame came closer to me and grabbed my waist. “You’re the one I love. I’m going to marry you. After we finish Yuichi, we’ll get married right away.” I pushed Flame just enough to put some space between us. “You think I’m going to marry you after this!? Shit, Flame, I’m trying to understand you bringing other women into your bedroom and bed, but my cousin too? That fucking absurd!”

"The global grid is now fully autonomous. No one owns the light anymore. Not the Vances, not the Vanderwalls, and certainly not the ghosts of the Morningstar." Killian turned to her, pulling her into the curve of his arm. The "Ice Tycoon" was a ghost of a past life, a role he had played with such conviction that he had almost forgotten the man beneath the frost. It had taken an engineer to look past the structural damage of his soul and find the foundation that was still worth saving. "We built a world without debts, Elena," he whispered, kissing her temple as the city lights twinkled in response to their work. "And a home without secrets," she replied, resting her head on his shoulder.

Of all the women he could have been engaged to, why did it have to be her stepsister? “Let’s do some shots!” Michele, Terrence’s team leader, shouted over the music. “Weekends are my favorite, no bosses!” Olla, the finance assistant, added excitedly. Celeste laughed with them, knowing everyone was frustrated working under Cedric Bettencourt. “Are you finally going to tell us your story?” Terrence asked. “Why are you working with BGC instead of your dad’s company?” She shrugged, taking a long drink. “My dad’s getting married again, and I’m not thrilled about it.”

Right before the wedding, my fiancé asked to postpone it by seven days. All because he wanted to spend time with his childhood sweetheart, who was terminally ill. "This week I am completely free. I want to be with Lily and help her fulfill her last wish." I asked, somewhat taken aback: "Tomorrow is our wedding. Are you trying to humiliate me?" Alexander's eyes darted away, but his tone was firm. "Lily has only a month left to live. I owe her a love story worth remembering." I didn't agree, but Alexander left anyway. The wedding was postponed at the last minute. [Joanna, we won't cross the line. I will give you a grand wedding.] Every day after that, Alexander sent me updates on his itinerary

He thought of how he had turned against Cassidy for her, how he had abandoned their wedding for her, how he had squandered his entire fortune—all for her—only to be discarded like an empty wallet. Rage exploded in his skull like fire. "Give it back!" He raised the knife and lunged past the foreigner toward her. Rachel screamed and shoved him away in terror. "You're insane! That money is mine! You're nothing but trash!" "Trash?" Steve laughed, the sound cracked, broken, and wet with tears. "I became broke for you, and you used my money to feed another man?" His eyes blazed red. The knife in his hand drove forward in a wild thrust.

Saavi smiled as a happy tear when left her eye she confessed, "I love you, Dhruv. You are The Ember To My Flame." "I love you too, muffin, The Ember To My Flame." With the kiss that followed the confession, they concealed their love with a promise that nothing will ever tear them apart. No matter what, they will stay together till they are alive. Even if one day their souls will leave their bodies and will step into the afterlife they will go together holding hands after all Flame can't survive for long without The Ember.

He said and smiled at me. Flame is a chef. He owns countless branch of restaurants so he really can cook. He graduated as a chef but he can also be a businessman because he also has a company that his deceased father owned. It is a company partnered with mine but mine is bigger than his. He also did handle that company of mine those times that was the hardest times for me. It's when what happened 10 years ago happened. When all of the people that I trusted betrayed and also disappeared from me.