Nikki Giovanni Net Worth Novels & Stories

He replied after a few seconds and stepped back slowly. "Good, I wouldn't want to be in your poor dreams. Would love to take you to a store and change your faded attire but I'm late already" She mocked with a pout. Alessandro groaned, trying not to stare at her glossy lips. "Oh please, I got this jacket for £50,000. Does this look poor to you?" He retorted and she laughed. "Even the lowest maid receives double of that each month. My social media net worth alone is enough to buy you cars, by your clothes I shall know your net worth" she insulted and entered her car.

If that was the case, I didn't mind playing along for their amusement. "Fine. 350,000 dollars, sì? I'll pay." I pulled out a bank card. "This account holds every dividend Gotti Group has ever paid me. In five years, the company went from nothing to an arms dealer about to go public. The profits and dividends should be more than 350,000 dollars, shouldn't they? "Didn't Elena say I live on the pittance you give me? Then check it and see if I have ever spent a single cent from it!"

“I know you hate me, Clea. But it’s not my fault that you’re not pretty enough!” I didn’t bother replying as I turned to Dario. “That rare platinum Birkin your little girlfriend is carrying? It's worth forty thousand dollars. To even qualify for that purchase, you need to spend at least a million dollars upfront. “And yet… If I’m not mistaken, your company’s annual net income barely reaches two million dollars. So either you’re incredibly generous or… someone’s cooking the books! “With a woman like that at your side, Dario, your fragile little empire may crumble sooner than you think.”

Salvatore was one of the most successful billionaires with his company that produced expensive and classy black and white chocolates. "Niki is engaged tonight." He raised an eyebrow when I stunned, "What's wrong?" "No, it's just-- I just found out that Niki already has a partner." My answer filled with honesty according to the thoughts of my head so far. "You must have heard that she was dating Barra?" He chuckled in a playful manner. I nodded innocently.

"The car may be a standard Land Rover, but it has been customized to your specifications. The car here is worth $500 million. It cost a lot of money to get it up to your standards. I settled the bills using your offshore account." Lucien nods indifferently. If it were years ago, five hundred million would have been a huge sum but now even five hundred trillion is just an insignificant amount. Such amounts are nothing he can bother himself about. "You follow me around everywhere. You'd be thirty soon. But you don't have any women in your life. Do you have any plans to get married at all, Dec? We've met a lot of women; haven't you found any enticing? Hmm, what about Nikki? Have you considered

Niko grinned like a Cheshire cat as he told the waiter to bring them a bottle of Cristal, truffles, shrimp cocktail, three beluga caviar platters, and to put it on Trevor’s tab. I’m going to have a two thousand dollar tab and no pussy to show for it. Unbelievable. Trevor fought not to roll his eyes. He wasn’t a fool. If he made a move on Nabia behind Niko’s back, he was a dead man – Hudson or not. The Giovanni Family were notorious mobsters with Niko at the helm. “So how did you two meet?” Trevor asked. He truly was curious about that. “Eight months ago, I had just finished a runway show,” Nabia began as she sat the flowers next to her in the booth. “Niko came back stage and introduced himse

“Jenna… that’s… that's… oh fuck! It's Giovanni Morino. My heart hit my ribs so hard it hurt. I knew that name; it was whispered in every corner of the city like a curse. He runs everything—the clubs, casinos… In fact, he’s the fucking devil in a suit. Gio turned to me with a slow smile. “Your boyfriend owes me two hundred grand.” “What?” My hand flew to my mouth, fingers trembling against my lips. “Jackson… how? When? Tell me it’s not true.” Jackson kept his eyes glued to the floor, his chest rising and falling too fast.

And there, buried in property records, she found something interesting. Giovanni owned a villa in Tuscany. Purchased ten years ago for 8 million euros. Currently valued at 12 million. But the property taxes hadn't been paid in three years. Eve's mind started working. A man who made millions in weapons dealing, who owned multiple businesses, who had a girlfriend with expensive taste, and he wasn't paying property taxes on a 12-million-euro villa? That meant either he was in financial trouble, or the villa was being used for something that couldn't draw official attention.

I passed Mary her share of the milkshake as she continued to read Hennessy's life biography from Wikipedia. “Anything else?” I picked up my drink and walked to the living room with some pizza which was in the fridge. “Yes! Her net worth is over two hundred million dollars and yours is not even on Wikipedia. She started to date Noah Jake the young billionaire last three years and it seems to have ended with Noah deleting every trace of her from his socials but they have been occasionally seen multiple times in events.” I ran my hands through my hair as I grumbled about this, “Okay, enough. I have heard you, Hennessy Lang cannot be an ex.”

Well, unless your last name is Rizzo, La Rosa, Torrisi, Falco, or Vitale. “What is his tab standing at?” I ask. I know the exact amount, but I don’t want to give Giorgio the impression I have any interest in his life. “Just shy of three hundred thousand,” Tiny answers. Lifting an eyebrow, I shake my head. Giorgio begins to sweat, the drops beading on his forehead and running down his temples. “I’ll settle the tab soon.” “Yes, you will,” I say. “Today.” His eyes go wide as saucers. “I can’t get the money that quick.”