My Ruthless Billionaire Novelas e Histórias

But just as we were about to leave a voice halted us. “Adrian! Don’t tell me you’re leaving without paying some respect to your godfather.” Pablo said. Pablo was one of Adrian’s top investors. He had over $1.2 billion dollars in shares in the company. Regardless, he was despised by almost everyone due to his loud and obnoxious persona. “Pablo, good to see you tonight.” “It didn’t seem so good since you were willing to leave without seeing me first.” Pablo said. He cackled as it quickly turned to a cough.

Having chosen her for the night, she felt like she'd won a medal. “Hey, big daddy.” She called, climbing down from the bed and she made her way to the couch, wrapping her hands around his shoulder, but he pulled her hand away. “Get out.” He commanded, in a cold tone and that sent shivers down her spine. What was she even thinking she had almost forgotten that this man was known as the devil. He is a ruthless billionaire, mysterious and dark. Everything about him screamed danger. And no one there's to go against him.

Looking closer at him, I realize I'm standing in the presence of Carlos Russo, the well-known billionaire, and heir to the Russo empire. "Fuck Victoria, this is a big catch!"I screamed in my head but was still composed on the outside. "Greetings, sir," I did a slight bow to pay my respect; Carlos was no ordinary man—rumor says he is a secret mafia lord due to his immense wealth at a young age, but I don't believe it; the mafia thing looks too exaggerated to me. "Welcome, Bunnie," His golden teeth glistened at me, and I passed a polite smile.

"Let her go!" Just as her uncle set his eyes on the man, he instantly released his hand in fear and trepidation and Jennifer slumbed on the floor. He knew who the man was and what he is capable of. The man standing before him is the most ruthless and feared Billionaire. His name is Mike Zacklid. He is strong, very tough to deal with and always with arm. The only billionaire who live and journey with no single armed guards. He dosen't need security. He wears bullet proof suits which costs millions of dollars. He is skilled and fast enough to dodge a fired bullet. He is mysterious and powerful. Nobody dares stands on his way. Fighting him is just like digging your own grave.

his gaze went to the door and he saw a man that had a well built body wearing black suit. As the man approached him,he recognized him immediately as Leonardo de salvo the well known Ruthless billionaire.shivers ran down his spine immediately.he didn't know a day would come when he would meet a powerful man in his life.he wondered what would have become of him if he had his way with the woman. "Okay sir"he replied, leaving immediately. Leon's gaze went to Ivy that was sleeping peacefully with her head on the table.she reeked of alcohol. He put the strands of hair covering her face behind her ear.

She must be Catrin's grandma. "Then summer will be fine." She dipped her chin. "Yes," I muttered. Her soft eyes drifted over my shoulder. "Maximo Russo Moretti. Finally, I got to meet..." Dad cleared his throat, his gaze set on grandma. Grandma looked at him, something passed between them. Her gaze swiped over me before turning to Russo. "The youngest billionaire." She changed the topic. "Hello, Mrs Bourne." Russo said, taking a long step forward, he landed a soft kiss on her both cheeks. "So nice to meet you." He muttered.

Without another word, he placed the file carefully on my desk and slid it toward me. "Scarlett Roberts," he said slowly, "is Scarlett Roberts." My pen stilled instantly between my fingers. I lifted my gaze toward him. "I’m aware of that," I said flatly. "That’s not all, sir." Something in his tone made my attention sharpen immediately. I set the pen down carefully. "Go on." He opened the file and glanced down briefly before continuing. "Scarlett Roberts is the founder and sole owner of Roberts Holdings. Estimated net worth in the hundreds of millions. International investments across Europe and Asia. Multiple acquisitions over the last four years alone."

And here he was on a newspaper page in her kitchen drawer. She read the article with hands that wouldn't quite hold steady. His father murdered. His younger brother too, same night. He'd taken the Alpha title by force within twenty-four hours. Built the shipping empire in the years since — cargo routes, corporate holdings, warehouses across three countries. He was apparently one of the youngest billionaires in Russia. The journalist described him as "relentless." Katya stared at the word. Relentless. The man who had carried her out of the snow and held her through the worst night of her life and then disappeared before dawn without a word — relentless.

Twenty nine now, the same age as me, but living in a world so far removed from mine it might as well be another planet. CEO of Blackwood Enterprises, a sprawling empire of high-rise real estate developments, cutting-edge tech startups, and whatever else he sinks his ruthless claws into to turn a profit. The society pages paint him as the elusive bachelor, the visionary tycoon who turns failing companies into gold mines overnight with a single signature. "Ruthless negotiator," they call him, like it's a badge of honor, a compliment for how he crushes rivals without a second thought.

It was the story of Richard Olen, the man she had fought so hard to claim, and the lengths he had gone to just to belong to Laurin Moreno. Richard had not been born into wealth or prestige. He came from a modest family, with no powerful connections, no inherited businesses, and no vast fortune to his name. What he did possess, however, was a face so undeniably handsome it could make anyone stop and stare. Tall, charming, with features sharp and perfect, he naturally drew attention wherever he went. But beyond his looks, he had possessed something else: an ambition that knew no bounds, and a heart that, once given, belonged entirely to one person.