Taming The Tycoon Novels & Stories

Her hair was elegantly combed back, a symbol of her unwavering confidence and mastery over the situation. As he savored his cigar and watched with satisfaction the building consumed by fire, Valentin knew that this was just the beginning of his quest to become the ultimate mafia leader in the city. His eyes burned with ambition, and he was willing to use all the means necessary to achieve his goal. That flame of destruction was not only a symbol of Lecomte’s ruin, but also the fire that ignited his own ambition to dominate the city as the ruling mafia. It was the beginning of his meteoric rise into the dark underworld of crime. Valentin turned slowly, taking his gaze away from the burning bu

Like since when did I begin acting like this around him? I go ahead to take a chicken drumstick taking a bite before it is taken from me Aiden takes a huge bite as well his eyes lit with mischief. ' You are unbelievable,' I say narrowing my eyes playfully in his direction when suddenly his phone rings. ' What's up,' comes Tyler's voice Aiden putting him on speaker phone. Speak of the devil. ' Nothing man you tell me,' says Aiden as he notions with his eyes for me to feed him more fries and I roll my eyes at him. So demanding for what?

He doesn't deserve to be. I've known him as an influential man who rules the business world, this man who claims to be my Father is no puppet, he is known to be ruthless, a brutal and dangerous business tycoon. This man has everything I need to prove my innocence and claim back Darren's love, and most importantly my revenge on the Taylors. I might not like him so much right now but I need him, I need this strange family I just found myself in.

he asked, his voice smooth and commanding. His gaze stirred something unexpected—a warmth in the midst of the cold. I'd seen that face before, through the fog of my pain: Julian Huxley, the ruthless CEO of Huxley Enterprises and Ethan's fiercest rival. What did he want from me? As the rain poured on, a new unease twisted in my gut—this encounter felt like the start of something far more dangerous than I could handle.

Nate looked relieved, but Richard's face was a mask of confusion. Emily could sense his surprise, but she didn't care. She was not going to commit to anything until she saw how the charity event went and got to know Richard better. And who knows, maybe she could even tame the devil himself. 'If you have a chance to be tamed, I'll definitely accept the challenge to tame you,' she thought, as she was slyly smiling at the back of her head.

I stuttered. He met my eyes steadily, almost with amusement. “I’m Lucious Alejandro Dexter, your baby's father,” he said. How I wanted to disappear at the spot. I banged a psychopath. “I….I can't just—go with you. I have a life. I have a job and my own apartment.” “You don’t anymore,” he said to me with that blank look. “You quit.” My mouth opened, then closed again. “How do you know that? I didn't even quit yet.”

She was smirking as she obsessed about her victory. After a while longer, Maya and Mrs. Simons arrived at the extravagant and grand mansion. It was so huge, and it seemed more like a castle. Maya was intimidated as the mansion loomed over her. The garden outside was maintained daily, as seen from the plants blooming beautifully and healthily. Even the garden looked more like a maze.

He scoffed. "I was wrong, I really was. Please forgive me." He begged. "You can never outgrow your master, Zane." Xander said, his voice, chilling as ice. "Take him away." "Yes." The figure was hauled away forcefully, as his feet screeched on the floor, Xander breathed in, gazing around his boxing room, he heaved a sigh, for ten years, he had been a mafia king, he had trained hard, much to the expectations of his father, he had been outstanding, cold as ice, and never let anything got through his ways.

So many questions with no answers. ‘knock knock, are you done?’ Tyson asked from the other end. ‘almost’ I replied. I don’t know what part of a play he was playing, the handsome prince or the kind husband. It was confusing when he would suddenly shift personalities. It would make me hope for a perfect life, for a future I had never imagined, with love and happiness. I looked at myself in the mirror, the reflection of a mated wolf, his bite mark had reddened overnight, I knew they would slowly turn into a tattoo as every mark does. That was the way males marked their territory.