Owari Da Enterprise Novels & Stories

"I mean it. Dakari provoked me and made me pissed off. All of my businesses are legal, but I still need to ask for his permission to start my business here. You know that I don't care about money and I dislike it when someone pushes me hard. I hoped that you can topple Dakari to become the leader here. I will give you 70% dividends from my business if you are able to make it. After all, he shall receive retribution for his dirty tactics all these years. You reap what you sow. In other words, you can also make your business legal if you work with me. Soon, you will become a successful entrepreneur and your daughter will finally get the respect she deserves. Think about it." Orion was silent.

At first, they looked worried, but when they saw me dancing around the dresser stool with the biggest grin on my face, they quickly figured out it had to be good news. “You want to tell us what has you dancing around like that?” David asked, unable to stop the smile spreading across his face. “He called and wants a meeting with me tomorrow.” David arched a brow, his hip leaning against the dresser. “Who called?” “WON Enterprise.” His head tilted slowly. “I don’t think I have heard of them before. What did they want?” Who cares if they are popular? As long as they are willing to agree to our terms and have the money to invest in us, then I am cool.

"I'm Jessie's father. We're family. The Stewart company will also be participating in this project." As soon as Jack flipped open the contract, the bold letters across the front made Bruce freeze. York Enterprise and Orion Corp. The realization hit him like a punch. After a moment of stunned silence, his face turned red with rage. "Why is this a partnership between York Enterprise and Orion Corp? What about Stewart Tech? Jessie, what the hell are you doing?" Jack frowned at the noise. He sounded irritated when he spoke. "Too loud." Timothy stepped forward and pushed Bruce back. "Mr. Gerome is now the largest shareholder in the Orion Corp project. Who he chooses to partner with is entirely up

He reached for it, thumb swiping over the screen. His jaw tensed. His eyes narrowed, the sharp lines around them deepening like cracks in old stone. He turned the screen toward Carlson without a word, the headline gleamed in bold: **“OSWALD ESCOBAR’S ENERGY EMPIRE SEALS RECORD MERGER — ALVAREZ CORP NOW CONTROLS 40% OF TRANS-ATLANTIC GRID.”** Carlson dropped the magazine with a dull thud, leaning forward with a small scoff. “He is always one step ahead, huh?”

"It's not like that." "Then what is it like?" I challenged, leaning forward. "Because from where I'm sitting, it sounds an awful lot like I'm just a task you've been given." Jace exhaled sharply, running a hand through his dark hair. "Look, when an unclaimed omega shows up in pack territory, it's a big deal. It doesn't happen often. And when it does, there are... protocols." "Protocols," I repeated flatly. “Yes protocols.” He exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand over his jaw. "If it helps…We volunteered."

He had some papers in his hands which he threw across the table to me before occupying the seat in front of me. " Take a look at those, man, " he said proudly " that's a big progress on my side baby! Our Orano profit just went from seven hundred thousand dollars to one million dollars in two months! " I looked over the magazines he threw on my table and remembered what he'd been getting himself into recently. The oraino energy drink my company had made a couple of years back had gotten a hot spotfy on the sales market last month when he took it on his wing to made advertisements with a new employee. A beautiful young woman. We all know the world loved beautiful young women in their primes.

Chapter 22 Amora POV I was seated in my office as I stared at the contracts from two brands opened side by side. I tapped my chin, contemplating between the two of them. The first contract offer lower but guaranteed returns while the second contract offer higher but was hinged on performance based incentives. “Tick Tock, Tick Tok What will it be?” I entered the Milos Enterprises in the search bar and a lot of articles, news and images related to it popped on the screen.

Alfredo Fabri POV You see in this business you're either in or you're out. But the “out” in this case implies that you're no longer alive and far from the earthly realm. Getting into the world of organized crime is no child's play, and by virtue of swearing an OMERTÀ, an oath on the Saints, you're in for life. You never get out, never. But there was only ever one exception our little world had witnessed and that's in the case of Lorenzo Rizzo also known as “The Whisper”.

We grabbed a few 6 packs and some harder liquor, heading up to the cliffs over the ocean where a lot of us liked to go to drink. We had invited South Olas to come party with us, but we weren’t sure if they’d show after their loss. There was one person I knew would be here for sure. Kip and Helena were already waiting for us, wrapped in each other’s arms amid a hell of a passionate kiss. One of the other wolves, I think his name is Preston, cleared his throat. Helena quickly tore away from Kip with a deep blush on her cheeks. Kip seemed intent on tearing Preston's head off.

“And if I may ask, what’s the name of the company?" My phone beeped and the next message made my heart skip a beat. “Paragon Global Enterprises” A tiny mysterious smirk spread across my lips. The revenge indeed came so fast. My smirk deepened. The Winstons want a partnership with the Toria NovaSpire Empire. What a great way to start.