Niko Moon Net Worth Novels & Stories

The Nassos owned an array of properties in the capital and had an accumulated net worth of tens of millions of dollars, but even then, it was not for Kaison's to spend, but an accumulation of the entire family's shares! Although Kaison had a rather successful company of his own, he still could not afford to pay Liam's ransom, for his monthly income just barely cleared two million dollars! Liam was asking for practically six months' worth of his salary, and this was no doubt a great blow to Kaison.

In fact, to make him not lose his sanity on losing our club's profitable asset. I kindly offered him to take her for 1 billion, which superseded the money I most likely spent on myself. Even though I did not need to pay her. Michael forgot that I am a sick bastard. The money I offer and paid to him will most likely be back in my hands. He forgot I own Euphoria and Sin. It is one of my assets apart from the Moonlit Lodge and the number one tech company called Codex International Tech that its main is in London, my homeland.

The room is silent except for the faint clicking of keys. Minutes pass. Rook shifts beside me, Harlow resting against his chest, but he doesn’t say anything. Just watches. Nikolai’s fingers still. His eyes flick over the screen, scanning whatever he just pulled up. A low whistle escapes him before he leans back in his chair, arms crossing over his chest. “Well,” he says, tilting the laptop so I can see the figure on the screen. “You’ve given her over $15 million.” My breath leaves me in a slow exhale, my stomach twisting.

While reading their profiles, I exclaimed, "Woah, I had no idea they were such a big deal." My eyes widened and I covered my mouth in disbelief as I turned the page to the next page. "Raven is on of the backer?" I keep reading his profile and drowning in his earnings. "Around $200 million... per month?! What the fudge?!" "Where are the particulars, Ms. Formosus?" "Oh, my God!" I jumped on my swivel chair and held my chest because of the sudden talk from Mr. Jax. I inhaled and exhaled before facing him.

"We'll catch up. Now, tell me something, how exactly did you know Nico?" "Well, he's my cousin's boss. Rich as fuck. Owns only the best clubs in Stonehaven and the entire United States of America. So I met him when my cousin introduced us, telling Nico that I was a good artist. I think I gave him the inspiration bottle for one of his breweries." "So he's an entrepreneur." "Yeah, and heading on to become the first trillionaire in that line of business." "Trillionaire? How is it even possible he comes out like that?"

She automatically pursed her lips after saying the last question. The two men looked at each other before clearing their throats. “Being a five-star general is not his real work young madam. He is the only young general who got a really high position with a very intelligent mind. I’m sure that his salary is no less than $300,000.” Nico explained. “N-no less than t-three hundred t-thousand dollars per month?” She repeated as if she heard some nonsense. “That’s not even one fourth of my income yearly before.” She murmured, head's frowning.

“Monthly.” “Okay, so take this number and multiply it by twelve.” Nicco looked at me, so I supplied the answer. “Seven million, eight hundred thousand and fifty-two with forty one cents.” Nicco leaned back. “So, someone is took seven million dollars from me?” I shrugged. “Closer to eight million, but yes. That’s what it looks like.” Nicco hissed through his teeth. “Eight million dollars. And no one noticed.”

“Are you one of those weird guys we watch on TV who are silent serial killers I know what Nico used to do, I hope now that he has given up that life you will too because I'm not going through all of that ever again” He looked at me with interesting eyes, “I keep bugs around the house, great for the ecosystem and my pet wall gecko Sandy seems to love them” he smiled again. I shook my head and concentrated on my phone before passing me a folder. “This is a list of all companies under DM Holdings, study them, each one of them has massive production shortages and prices are plummeting, we've had to let people go and it's not looking good for the company, Nico’s wealth is is the reason why it has

Mason mutters, nodding towards the smoothie in Niko's hand. Niko snorts. "I wish they would tell me to get rid of it. This shit was eight dollars, and that's with this stupid paper straw that's about to piss me off." I shoot him a stern look. "We won't start trouble here. Let our kitten shop in peace." "Do you think this is going to make her stay?" Niko asks in a low voice, leaning against the store's window. "No, but the least we can do is take care of her," I deadpan, my eyes never leaving her.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Moonridge. You know I'm always at your disposal." The man between my legs is the famous Nicolae Moonridge, one of those rich men who come from a wealthy foreign family. To be honest, I don't really know where he gets his money from. All I know is that he is disgustingly rich, appears in every magazine, and is known as the "most eligible bachelor." Who would have thought that the gentleman everyone respects is obsessed with someone like me, a woman with a questionable reputation? With his blond hair and those golden movie-star eyes, he could be the perfect match for anyone, if it weren't for one small detail: he's engaged.