Taming The Tycoon Novels & Stories

"Understood, sir." "YOU really are something when it comes to negotiation, sis. Can you believe it? You even managed to convince the manager of the Quattro Assi--which, by way, was rumored to be run by the mafia--to let me off the hook?" Tyron sounded half-impressed, half-mocking. "Damn. Tell me, little sis. Did you use your deadly sweet smile on them?" "I don't know what you mean. But let me make one thing clear, Kuya Tyron. This is the last time. If you get yourself into trouble like this again, you're on your own."

Aurora hesitated and mumbled, "I knew it. He has so many properties, so why else would he be so attached to that particular house? I bet he remembers everything right from the beginning. Maybe he was just playing games with you." "Perhaps." "Vicky, what does Tyler mean by keeping you locked up? Is he trying to make you have this child?" "Yes." Aurora scoffed. "When he wants to deal with you, he shows no mercy. When he wants you to have a child, he kidnaps you. He acts like a bandit!" Most normal men would at least try to comfort and deceive the women they wanted with sweet words or fabricate some lies to make the person feel a little better. Tyler, however, resorted to the simplest and most

Larry on the other side was so confused, he stops and looks back, there was no way he was going to leave without the Serum at all, he looks back at Tyler’s window, just a stone throw away and choses to do the unthinkable, he plans to attack Tyler and force him to hand it over to him, he knew very well how dangerous it was for anyone to be found with the Serum but that could not hold him behind when he thought of the enormous fortune he would get after selling it to Flake, he would have to change his life, perhaps find a new apartment for him and Curtis, start a whole new life, he turned and ran as fast as he could, towards Tyler’s house, nothing at all was going to stop it, the picture of ev

I lead us to one of the rooms in the suite. There was no escaping him now. A/N Hi everyone! Welcome to my story, 'Taming Mr Billionaire.' This story follows the journey of Vanessa and Edward as they reunite and ignite old flames between them. I hope you enjoy reading. Feel free to leave your thoughts and opinions in the comments 🥰 Also, no plagiarism or stealing please! Thanks.

Was it because of what had just happened? “Thank you Tyler.” I said, trying hard to smile, but it came out pretty forced. Tyler nodded and was about to leave when I stopped him. “When is the next meeting scheduled for me today?” I asked politely. Tyler was a great person and I loved working with him and my other assistant, Ryan. He looked at his wristwatch. “It’s in forty minutes , sir.” He said, bringing his hand down amd staring at me. “Thank you, again, Tyler.” I told him, and he nodded, before leaving my office.

“Austin,” Grandpa calls me and immediately corrects himself. “Treat your fiancée well at work. You both will be engaged after the second family greeting.” I don’t say a word in response to that instruction, and he doesn’t bother because he knows that I will not defile his instructions. Tessa chooses to ride with my back to the family residence and I can’t get her to shut up knowing that was the exact reason she chose to join my car. “Wow! I am the happiest woman on earth today. I will go to church for a Thanksgiving prayer and offer arms to the poor. I won’t even get man if anyone offends me today.”

the tall, hot, and handsome man asked in a seductively low voice. "Why do you want to know, handsome?" I asked matching his tone. "So, I can fuck you in more than seven different ways and scream your name out." he replied, " And, besides in order to ask for permission it is necessary to know the name of the person first." "Well, in that case, you should tell me your name too so I know whose name I have to scream while I come." I played along with him while pulling him closer to me by his collar and grind my front of him like a dance step " And, how sure are you that I am going to tell me your name, handsome?"

My legs ached, my head throbbed, and the mountain of files left for analysis made me want to cry. I dropped onto a bench outside the finance department, trying to catch my breath. “Rough first day?” I looked up. A guy with striking blue eyes sat at a nearby desk, still focused on his computer. “Something like that,” I muttered. “Gets easier,” he said, then smirked. “Actually, no, it doesn’t.” I laughed. “Yeah, I figured.” “Terrence Jonas,” he introduced. “Celeste Koch.” “Celeste,” he repeated. “Better head back. Mr. Bettencourt has eyes everywhere.”

"And then some." As the final transfer completed, Emma leaned back in the chair, a small smile playing on her lips. "It’s done. His accounts are empty. His empire is mine now." Thomas grinned. "Not bad for a day’s work." But Emma wasn’t finished. Leo’s power didn’t just come from money, it came from fear. His men, his allies, his rivals they needed to know he was gone and that she was taking his place. They returned to the garage where Leo’s body still lay. Thomas helped Emma prop him against the wall, his lifeless eyes staring into the distance. Emma retrieved a marker from her bag and scrawled a message across his chest. THE BILLIONAIRE LEO IS DEAD