Novel & Cerita My Former Flame: The Tycoon

I don’t move. That kind of desperation has value. Not the offer — not yet — but the insight into how far a man will go to keep breathing. I’ve been cleaning out the pigs from the system for months now. Inheriting the Famiglia’s business meant taking on the dirtiest, most brutal parts of life. And part of my job is separating what can be salvaged from what needs to burn. “You know how much you owe?” He hesitates, trying to look sane. “I… lost track.”

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.

The existence of the tycoons has become the reason she cannot survive, so he will reset the tycoon structure of THE PHOENIXFELL EMPIRE. That way, she can live however she wants. “I’ve never seen you like this before.” Benjamin felt as if he no longer recognized Reginald at all. “You’re going to destroy yourself too!” He was the tycoon among tycoons! How could he disregard everything and everyone just for Heloise? “I failed to protect her, so I am naturally among that hundredfold of people.”

He was eccentric at times, yes, but he never thought it went further than his love for looking good. '...The rest of the team was easy to reel in, Irene wanted what you two once had, Amelia had wanted revenge and she needed money for her fancy lifestyle. and that was that. I know my time at the mansion has come to an end, but whichever way you will see fit for me to exit, I will forever be grateful to you. I regret the pain that I caused you. You were and you will always be the love of my life until there is no breath left in me.

Her hair was elegantly combed back, a symbol of her unwavering confidence and mastery over the situation. As he savored his cigar and watched with satisfaction the building consumed by fire, Valentin knew that this was just the beginning of his quest to become the ultimate mafia leader in the city. His eyes burned with ambition, and he was willing to use all the means necessary to achieve his goal. That flame of destruction was not only a symbol of Lecomte’s ruin, but also the fire that ignited his own ambition to dominate the city as the ruling mafia. It was the beginning of his meteoric rise into the dark underworld of crime. Valentin turned slowly, taking his gaze away from the burning bu

“So no, I don’t believe you.” I didn’t know that. All I knew was Darren was into me and had brought up the proposal, although it had been a sly way of attracting me even more, but I had checked, and the proposal was good. I hadn’t known it was an open business between his father and Alexander. Besides, since when did we start competing for deals?

There was definitely some bad blood between these two, or it wasn't just Blaze who had a problem with Ty because Ty seemed very happy to see him, but it wasn't reciprocated at all. "I'll tell my leave now." He said, but before I could say anything to him or even say goodbye, he had walked out of the door. "That was awkward," I sighed plopping back on my chair. Tyrell reached closer to me and "I got you flowers." "Thank you so much, they smell really good," I appreciated after I was done sniffing in the scent of the beautiful flower packed in a bouquet. "It's my pleasure, babe," he said, kissing my cheek.

“Stop!” I didn’t, and I wouldn’t. “You didn’t believe in my passion, remember? So you sold me to Weston instead. Now I’m finally free from you and Tyrion’s tyranny, and I am still the bad guy? Yeah, maybe the prenup agreement slipped my mind, but I will prove to you that my husband is not after my money. In fact, he has his own, and Osmium is at the top of the game. Now, if you have nothing good to say, leave this office and never return until you learn your place. And I swear to you, Star LLC will be bigger than your CTEC.”

I stuttered. He met my eyes steadily, almost with amusement. “I’m Lucious Alejandro Dexter, your baby's father,” he said. How I wanted to disappear at the spot. I banged a psychopath. “I….I can't just—go with you. I have a life. I have a job and my own apartment.” “You don’t anymore,” he said to me with that blank look. “You quit.” My mouth opened, then closed again. “How do you know that? I didn't even quit yet.”