Owend By The Billionaire Beast Novels & Stories

The place had been a hot mess recently, with the Ledgers and Campbells going down in flames overnight. The northern elite had been circling like vultures, each wanting a piece of the pie. However, Roslyn, against all odds, had taken charge with a vengeance, setting up a new pecking order in no time. Owen's mission was crystal clear: crush the Saunders, take over Zabaleta's underworld, and while he was at it...wipe Alexander off the map. "Owen, you got here quickly." At the Zabaleta's swanky top-floor presidential suite.

In the final close-up shot, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, capturing the giant wolf’s eyes—ghostly green like the flames of hell. It also captured, in the instant its power receded and it transformed back into human form, the handsome and cold side profile exposed beneath the harsh light. It was none other than Colin Rodriguez, the supreme ruler of the Rodriguez Group. Below the video, a bold headline dominated the most popular public platform: “The Beast at the Top of Capital: Exposing the Bloodthirsty True Face of Assyria City’s Financial Empire” This had to be Zora’s doing... She had already been exiled by Colin’s direct order.

Me in that silver dress, standing far too close to Alexander Lancaster. His hand was at my waist. I remembered the moment his touch, the confusion in his eyes. And now it was plastered across the internet. The headline was bold and cruel: **'Nichole Adams Caught in Scandal with Billionaire Alexander Lancaster — Betrayal Runs in the Family?’** My stomach dropped. “Oh God…” Claire exhaled slowly. “It’s already everywhere. T*****r, gossip sites, even some business pages.” I took her phone, scrolling through the comments.

Words rolled out of his tongue in stronger than Belarusian, definitely Russian. I wanted to correct him that the woman he just held hostage was my wife, but maybe it was a good thing that he didn’t know my relationship with Robyn. “Name your price. If you don’t know me, I’m a billionaire. I will give you ten million dollars in bitcoin. It’s untraceable. All you have to do is give me your wallet address. Just let her go, and you’ll be ten million dollars rich tonight.” “You’re lying—” Then another man in his forties, much older than the one who had Robyn, came out of Piper’s room, carrying Piper like a sack of potatoes, over his shoulder, head down. He was also carrying a gun.

Helena finally worded her shock to her fiance who was busy typing something on his phone. “My empire,” He answered, raising his eyes at her. Helena blinked. “This?” She motioned towards the building with her finger. “...is your empire?” Evan pushed his phone onto his pocket and gave Helena his full attention. “This is my shady world, Helena. It is as ugly and dangerous as this shattered building. Darkness is synonymous with my business but it's grand. And soon you are going to witness this grandness.” Helena gulped and kept gazing at him. Now she was more apprehensive imagining what interaction she was going to have in his world. Richard opened the door for him. “Capo.”

She shook her head helplessly as she sighed and said, “I wonder what is the origin of that noble man who is helping Wendy. From what I heard, the other party is a very capable person. He forcibly took over the company from the original boss who had been taking advantage of Wendy before this directly, before handing it over to Wendy so that she could manage it! As for Wendy’s previous boss, he did not dare to say anything at all, but he even willingly agreed to work as a pimp at the karaoke bar! He could conquer a person’s body and mind at the same time. You can already see how capable this person must be!” “That’s right!” Christopher also could not help but sighed as he said, “I heard that W

Definitely a dream come true! The taxi made a stop at one of the diverse looking skyscraper , it was enormous , blown away , in awe of where she was likely to be working from now on .Not that she expected anything less! Ofcourse it was the Blazzer .The almighty Blazzer Tech company that manufactured all typoes of electronics. We are here. She heard the driver who seemed rather impatientsay.

He lunged forward, every muscle straining, but the bindings bit into his skin, holding him down. Calder laughed. A wild, maniacal sound that echoed off the walls. “You don’t know her,” he sneered. “She was mine. She sold for me —drugs on the street. Did everything I told her to do. She bled and burned for me. And she’ll always belong to me.” Jaxon clenched his jaw. He didn’t respond this time. Silence was his only weapon. Calder sneered harder, circling, repeating over and over, “She’s mine. Zara belongs to me.”

It turned out that Blake was not here alone, and was accompanied by a few servants from the capital. "Blake, you brat, you took another hundred million dollars in engineering. Why do you need so much money? Beware of people dying and money being spent.” A man walked over and placed his arm on Blake's shoulder. Blake laughed, and then punched the man's shoulder, "You don't need to worry so much, I won't be able to take you away." "Before I burn them, let me win a little. Let's go, my luck has been really good recently, I just want to win against Mr. Anderson."

JONEA Owen stepped forward, his body morphing into a massive, intimidating lycan form. “I’ll try to hold them off. You guys figure out how to break their spell.” Without waiting for a reply, Owen lunged at the first beast, determined to stop it before it could cause more destruction. Meanwhile, Arabel and Miller began chanting spells, attempting to trace the dark magic controlling the dragonlings.