Spoiled By My Three Tycoon Brothers Novels & Stories

Angus opens his mouth to object, but Lenox beats him to it, "Nah-hah, think again, shit on a stick; I'm sure you know how this pack was divided between three brothers, don't you?" "Yes," my brother confirms, nodding his head like a madman. Lenox grabs my brother's wrist, and the pained expression on Angus's face combined with the sound of breaking bones proves that this madman is not someone to be joked around with. "I'm the third. Shall we ask my brothers to join me? Both of them are pretty fucking fond of the pretty little thing you're touching. In fact, one of them already views her as HIS. Are you catching the vibe yet, shitface?"

All of his hype comes from his brothers, how good-looking he is or horny people who like smut-filled books. His brothers are just as famous as him. His eldest brother, Christian Crown runs a few strands of clubs and hotels. The middle brother, Khalil Crown is the maker and designer of the Crown. A car luxury brand, which became as popular as BMWs, Teslas, Lamborghinis, Mercedes and other car brands in just its first year of being produced. Soon enough they became on the same level as Rolls Royce, Lambos and other luxury cars. I do have to admit Crown cars are sexy as fuck.

Over the past several years, countless women had shown up at their mansion with tears streaming down their faces, claiming they were their sister—or someone who had missed them so desperately they needed to be found. Out of longing and grief, the brothers had given each of them every chance to prove themselves, to show that their words were genuine. But each time, the truth revealed itself. They were opportunists, women who sought only to exploit the brothers’ pain for their own gain. Their stories were rehearsed, their tears nothing more than a mask for greed. Some had even gone so far as to stir scandals, dragging Jace’s reputation through the mud and threatening to topple his career. Than

I have three step brothers and I want all of them to fuck me! It’s bad, I know. Dirty and shameful. But what can I say? My brothers could melt chocolate on their tightly muscled abs and I’d developed a raging sweet tooth. Older than me by a handful of years, they’d been playing center stage in my deepest, darkest fantasies since the moment I realized I could spark off something amazing by fingering myself beneath the covers at night.

"I hope you wouldn't abandon me for them because they are just like me, stunningly handsome." I laugh out loud at him. "What do you mean? You can't be so funny." Though they are handsome and charming, their beauty hasn't gotten to Adrian's level. I have seen their pictures on the internet before, while I was with Adrian three years ago and recently, I got chosen to be his escort. Since these three brothers are all billionaire CEOs, who have their businesses, searching for Adrian's company would have their search option accompany as a suggestion. They are less handsome than Adrian but one of the most handsome men I've seen in the world.

Tyler groaned and made them sit on the stool chairs beside me. “Why are you running around like that? You two might get hurt.” Andy shook his head. “I’m strong, daddy.” Tyler sighed. “Just because you're strong doesn't mean you won't get hurt.” “I won't run again!” Millie raised her arm happily. I chuckled and Tyler looked at me before he cocked his eyebrows. “I have two spoiled kids and a spoiled mommy.” “You spoiled us,” I said as a matter of fact. It's true, anyway. After our honeymoon, he brought me and the kids to a three day vacation on a private island. He spoiled us there, cooking for us everyday and pampering us as we stayed in a yacht.

“None of your business, Tyron. You’re late. I told you an hour ago, and you show up now? I don’t tolerate incompetence.” His face hardened, and he grabbed my chin, his grip tight. “I’m only here ‘cause I want to, Tasha. You think your little money got me out here to bomb this place? I’m in it for the fun, not you. Watch your tongue.” He let go, pushing me slightly. I glared, my heart pounding, but I stayed quiet. He ordered his men to plant the bombs around the house, and I watched, my lips curling. Tyron was arrogant, but he was perfect for this. His father was a mafia boss, locked up awaiting trial for worldwide crimes, leaving Tyron to survive on drugs, robbery, and kidnapping. I’d known

"Damien and Dillon aren't worth your sympathy. Let the kids handle it," Gloria said to comfort Daniel. "I get it. I feel it's too much on the kids. They're forced to deal with their ill-intentioned uncles," Daniel said. He was a little chagrined, not understanding why his older brothers acted like this. "After so many years of enduring, how did it end up like this?" Gloria responded. They were still oppressed and looked down upon by their brothers. Now that their children were doing great, they finally gained some dignity.

he shot her a look Belly smiled “I have a cousin who got skipped out on the will, you know the stereotype which you fit into perfectly. First son, dedicated and hardworking but had a dirty gambling addiction problem and no one trusted him anymore” “So what did he do?” “He went over the rails and I bet you rich boy, got his inheritance back” Ethan stayed quiet, studying Belly and the wheels turning in his head suddenly. “How?” “Blackmail”

It was not until almost four that Kevin drove back to his company, he was feeling famished already, he thought a cup of coffee wouldn't do harm, and just then his phone popped with a notification, he wanted to ignore it but since he was not very busy he opened it up. "Big brother, am already broke, I don't have that much to live in a fancy hotel anymore, I am on my way to your house, I miss your food so much, so please take care of me." " What a brat, such poor excuse! " Kevin gritted his teeth in anger, even though he really cared about his brother, never in this world would he ever want his brother to move in with him, as he would always act childish,more like a spoilt brat and with the fa