Talentless Owner Novels & Stories

“Wow. Do I need to curtsy?” Everyone around me laughed, including Estelle, Linden’s wife, Sadie, Cendric’s wife, whom I followed on I*******m. Of course, I already met Adley. I’ve watched London Striker’s wife, on the internet, who owns a ready-to-wear clothing brand, London Hester. And they were all billionaires. Damn. I wished I could vanish right now. If this floor had a hole, it could swallow me now. I didn’t care.

She explained to her daughter, even though she doubted whether the little girl could understand it. But she never ceases to remind her. "Remember sweetheart, we are not humans. We are objects that fill the greed of people. My owner keeps me, but it is much better than being outside where many people could hurt me. When the time is right, your owner will arrive to get you too." She explained patiently. The little girl that could understand only much looked at her mother with big bright eyes. She couldn't comprehend so, however, in her mind, she imagined whether her owner was like the prince in the picture book.

He was used to seeing changes in the attitude of the billionaire owner of a venture company known for his astuteness in business and investment. Yes, he is Gerald Zeroround—the owner of a multinational venture company with unimaginable wealth. The young billionaire is predicted to be the successful businessman of the century. A handsome man full of charm who is still single at thirty-two. Or it could have ended his bachelor life in hours if his prospective bride hadn't disappeared like the news they were receiving.

Nate tried explaining. “The owner is dead.” ****************

“What did you say?” I sniffed, folding my hands together without flinching from where I stood. “You heard me right, don't act all dumb right now.” He hissed, “you have really got some guts for someone who is being harbored in a space. You do know you can get thrown out, and you would be homeless in a blink of an eye.” I chuckled dryly, “how stupid can you get? I understand you and your mother live in a self-destructing illusion of what you own which you know isn't yours. Can you boldly claim that you are the rightful owner of all of this?”

His own daughters and sons are suddenly anxious about keeping their position in his company. When in fact, it should've been locked, and no one is allowed to steal the position. But they weren't sure about this. This family surely sucks in protecting themselves. even their fathers aren't planning on making their lives easier. Although it was actually great to earn your badge and keep it according to your talent, it still sucks because it was your father who owns the company after all. "Dad, we're here," said Apollo. "Drop us here." His dad stopped, and parked on the side of the road.

"Let me go Noah. You don't own me. You can't own a person." He let go of my chin, letting out a humourless laugh. "In this world, you can. I understand if you aren't used to this, but at a snap of my fingers, I can own your entire family. That's how money works, Cherie." As monstrous as that sounded, he was right. Rich people ran this world. We were just living in it. "You are an asshole." "That's getting really familiar. Although i could never get tired of seeing that ass, I'm getting tired of the owner. Leave my room." I wasn't able to retort, the ass comment making the tip of my ears turn red.

Knight, his eyes dark with anger and betrayal as he left Aki behind, locking her in this prison of her own making. How could she face him now? How could she ever look him in the eye again? He was the CEO of F. Newspapers and Magazines, a man who commanded respect, who had built an empire at such a young age. And she… she was nothing. Just a boutique owner who had made the worst mistake of her life.

"Two days?" My voice cracks, barely above a whisper. I stare at Mr. Peterson, my landlord, whose weathered face looks more tired than angry. "Two days, Ashley," he repeats firmly. "Two years of unpaid rent. I've been patient, but the bank's breathing down my neck." My hands start to shake. The small, dusty apartment around me suddenly feels like it's closing in. At twenty-four, I've known hardship my entire life. Being an orphan meant learning to survive on my own, but this—this feels like rock bottom.

As he went back to his office his staff pretended as if they didn’t know but they still couldn’t hide their suspecting gazes. No one dared to ask of course, Nat was terror even though they hadn’t known yet that his beastly nature had been since tamed by a jewel. “I can’t keep being your staff. It’s too much, especially with what’s going. More of a scandal, she said '‘The Whore works for her Billionaire man to climb up the corporate ladder’” she held her two fore fingers in the air to form mock quotation marks. “I hear murmurs everywhere” she said helplessly