Taming The Tycoon Novels & Stories

A small plan started to form in my mind but I needed to gather as much knowledge as I could. “Who is he, truly?” I turned to face my grinning father and for a moment he seemed to enjoy Declan’s misery so much that he forgot his hatred for me. “Robert’s bastard son. He’s made a name for himself in Italy, Spain, Paris and South America. They call him The Tycoon of Rome. He’s quite brilliant.”

“But for now, I must first tame you.” “You’ll never tame me!” “Oh, I will.” He grinned. Happy at the idea of the challenge. “Every creature warms to my touch eventually.” “I won’t.” “It’s adorable that you think not.” Her hands worked in white knuckled fists. “But for now, you’ll need to acclimate. I have plenty of time.” He turned and began striding toward the door. “Thus, I’ll leave you to reflect on your newfound captivity. For I’m certain you’re unused to it.”

He made me feel sexy and perfect. Corvin was able to satisfy me with his tongue alone, and he said it was just the ‘warm up’. I suddenly got even more excited about what was next. I was really missing out on a lot of things. I thought of doing things to him. He was still fully clothed, and I planned on getting those garments off of him. I knew there was something incredible hidden beneath them, and I couldn’t wait. I leaned close to him, displaying a playful smile on my face. I wanted to return the favor, so I moved even closer, leaving only a few inches between our faces. I let my fingers rest on the hem of his tuxedo jacket and slowly pulled him towards me.

“Fine, you may go to work, but you owe me one.” Evan grinned. “Of course, Grandmother,” He kissed her cheek before making his way towards the door. “Good-bye, dear,” Evan got into his black Maserati and was driving along the circular driveway when he saw a Rolls Royce come through the gate. He stopped the car and waited. Silently, he watched as the chauffeur opened the door. Evan’s mouth dropped open when he saw a beautiful woman with killer legs step out of the car. The woman looked up at her surroundings, straightened her dress and walked around the car towards the steps that lead into the house. Evan watched as her hips swayed seductively with every step. Her raven black hair bounced beco

The devilish smirk became visible on his face. Though Tan's calm on the outside, his heart is beating faster than usual while waiting for his punishment. Alpha Lucas, is known for his cruel punishment, there are even people who wish death than the torture of this tyrant alpha. "Are you willing to accept my punishment now, Tan?" Tan raised his head while watching Lucas go back and forth to his desk and the glass window. "T-this follower will listen, Alpha." He bit his own tongue when he heard his voice stutter. "Then you need to find my bride before the wedding comes. You know when the wedding is, right? If you can't bring her back I'll whip you until you can't stand on your own and gouge one

He didn’t want someone pretending to care. He just wanted to feel nothing. Maybe Luna would be there already. Maybe he’d drink, bury himself in the dark, press a body against the wall and forget the word marriage ever came out of his grandfather’s mouth. Cassian Wycliffe Reynolds. Billionaire heir. Son of a ghost. Grandson of a tyrant. He tightened his fingers around the steering wheel. Some people inherited crowns. He inherited a cage. The hotel penthouse was silent but not peaceful. Cassian shoved the door open, water still glistening on his coat from the rain. Luna was already on the bed, her black lingerie a deliberate trap. She looked perfect always did. Glossy lips, long legs, the kind

Today I must confess, both my intelligence and strength failed me but my luck shone brightly. I climbed down into the underground house. Two luxurious cars were parked in it amongst other things. “Wow! This car is machine men!” Tino exclaimed. Gold and other valuables I saw but nothing I really needed could I see. Even the documents of the cars and the documents for chief’s dirty deals all vanished. Nothing personal of his could I see too. Nothing that even claim he really owns the damned cars and gold. I got so frustrated I roared, picked a rod and smashed the windows of the cars to pieces.

No need to fight a losing battle. The shorter one approached him, laughing cynically as he reached out with a hand to grab him presumably by his collar. There was a rustle in the tree above and a fast blur as Ty somehow dashed downwards towards the shorter guy, he had used a branch as a stepping stone to launch himself faster than gravity alone could ever carry him. The short guy clearly didn’t expect it, he hesitated in his shock, arms still outstretch. That pause was more than enough for Ty to capitalize on. He grabbed the outstretch hand and twisted it, the shorter guy shouted out in pain. Ty kicked him away in the same motion. The taller guy was some ways away, still too shook to recogni

His movements were clumsier and Damian shot out a hand to steady him as he veered dangerously close to the water. ‘Didn’t sign up for this. You could have picked a nice girl from the centre of Athens, boss,’ Takis muttered, his face scarlet as he found his balance. ‘But, no, you had to go for the pampered princess guarded by the dragon. Working for you is never boring.’ Pampered princess. Damian felt a stab of guilt. Hadn’t he made the same mistake? Like everyone he’d been fooled by the image the tycoon had spun for the world. The adored wife. The much loved, overprotected daughter. The happy family.

And I guessed that was how billionaire’s worked? I held the phone still to my ears, with my damp clothes now slightly itchy in the armpits, and the jacket I tied around my waist now feeling like an anvil holding a ship to the bottom of the ocean. I gulped another lake of saliva down my throat in trepidation. At the back of mind still afraid that this handsome hunk of wealth and affluence was just the frontman for a human trafficking syndicate. As he was too good to be true, but still too good to not believe he was actually…