Romans & histoires The Billionaire Triplets Take New York

"He's a billionaire with a legal team that's been preparing this case for a while now. What exactly were you expecting him to bring to that call, goodwill?" Bella's jaw tightened. "I was expecting him to stay in his lane." "His lane is those twins. It always has been." Carlos leaned forward. "You keep talking like this caught you by surprise. It didn't. He filed for custody, built his case, and now he's making his move. Whether it's fair or not, that's the reality we're dealing with." "I know what the reality is." Bella said "Do you? Because right now you're more angry at me than you are at the actual problem and that's not useful for either of us."

He was the shepherd dog, circling the flock, ensuring the wolves stayed at a distance. The triplets were upstairs in the nursery suite, a fortified wing staffed by their own nurses and two of Dante’s private security detail. They were the reason this room was full. The family didn't care about the marriage; they cared about the distribution of the Blackwood billions. To the people in this conservatory, Toby, Maya, and Leo weren't children—they were placeholders in a ledger. "I hear the third one is a struggle," a woman named Beatrice, a second cousin twice removed, said as she joined the circle near Julian. She didn't lower her voice. "The medical costs alone must be astronomical. It’s a sha

"Who am I serving?" The door of the middle SUV opened. A guy stepped out, looking like he had just walked off a runway in Paris, except for the fact that his eyes were glowing a dangerous, predatory gold. He looked at me, and then he looked at the other two cars. Two more guys stepped out. They were identical. Sharp jawlines, messy black hair, and that same terrifying, beautiful face. The Triplet Heirs. The Blackwood brothers. Lucius, Silas, and Jax. They were the future of the werewolf world, and they were famous for being the most ruthless, arrogant, and cruel men alive.

The girl’s expression mirrored Mila’s own—sharp, observant, unyielding. The television overhead buzzed with the latest news: “Carson Corp faces a financial crisis. Rumors suggest that Madison Carson, the now heir, may soon marry Lowe Sterling, potentially securing a partnership with Sterling Inc. No official confirmation has been made.” Mila tightened her grip on the chopsticks, her eyes betraying the coldness she felt inside. Five years had passed, and though the mall around her was more prosperous, it was still Lowe's world.

"Next time update me, so I don't have to worry. Go to your room and rest." He nodded and immediately went to his room. He immediately lay down on his bed to sleep but he couldn't, no matter how hard he tried to close his eyes it had no effect. He couldn't get out of his mind the awesomeness he did, he couldn't believe that he had a one night stand with a man he didn't know. Lovely, is a smart and gorgeous girl. She's already 25 years old and she works as an HR Manager in one of their companies. His family is well known when it comes to business but his parents do not pressure him to manage their business.

Suddenly, darkness started to cloud over her and she soon passed out. Eric Williams, the biggest billionaire in New York City. He is very professional towards his work, and girls seek to get his attention. He knows it very well, that girls are ready to do anything to spend one night with him. He would take one girl for a night, and ditch her the other day. Though, girls knew very well that he will ditch them, but his looks were something to die for, and they gave him all of them. Eric was sitting on his large, comfy chair......as he was the CEO of the "Williams Enterprises" Suddenly, his father made his way towards his son's desk.

I recognized their faces instantly from the old news clippings I used to keep hidden under my mattress in the basement. They were the Valerius triplets. Helios, Kael, and Silas. The billionaire rulers of Moonlight Park, the most feared and powerful men in the entire city. But I didn't care about who they were. I didn't care about their wealth or their power. I looked past them, staring wildly at the doctor as a violent shake took over my entire upper body.

It was hungry and desperate and confused — like he was trying to remember what it felt like to want something. I kissed him back. One thing led to a coatroom. The coatroom led to his penthouse. His penthouse led to his bed, which was cold and white and big enough to lose yourself in. I lost myself in it. And in the morning, he was already gone. --- Present day The note was on the pillow. "Enjoyed the act. Name your price." Attached to it was a business card: Alexander Black, CEO, Black Industries. I'd seen that face on magazine covers. The youngest billionaire in New York. The man who fired his own father from the family company. The ghost who never smiled.

He uttered, making Aurora crease her brows. “It’s about the Triplet’s father. You haven’t really told me what happened between you two.” “I haven’t?” Aurora asked, picking up her glass of water and taking a sip from it. “No. All you said was that he’s a bad person and he cannot be a father to your babies.” He replied. Aurora couldn’t bring herself to tell him that she actually bridged a contract and ran away with babies that were technically not hers. So, she came up with something more justifiable.

Jacey reached out a hand to me. I shook her hand. “I’m Audrey, Audrey Hopkins. Nice to meet you, Jacey.” “Most applicants came here because of the CEO,” she said. “Did you come here for the same reason?” I frowned in confusion. “Why would they come here for the CEO?” “Seriously, is that a real question?” Her eyes widened. “This is the home of the famous businessman, Gabriel Stark! People chase this company because of him, as he’s one of the most successful men in New York City. They talk about him every day, not only because he’s young and a self-made billionaire, but because he could make everyone successful in this company.”