The Celibate Tycoon Has Fallen Novels & Stories

They could feel the blood in their veins freezing up. “Is that… Tyr and Winifred?” After a very long time, a Zea family member finally exclaimed. “Oh god, Tyr is actually the mysterious young tycoon who has spent ten billion to acquire the city center.” “And Winifred is that world’s luckiest woman.” By now, Jorge and Iris, too, had regained their composure.

Carol was surprised that he knew her. As she tried to get up, he gestured for her to stay seated. “When Ty showed me your photo and introduced you as his girlfriend, I thought he was joking. After all, you look so much like my wife. At first, I thought that was a picture of my wife. “But Ty knew nothing about my wife’s past, as I never mentioned it to him. “I was going to find an opportunity to talk to Ty about it, but then... This happened. Now, Grand Land International is bankrupt, and Ty is missing.”

Being this close to him made Nicole’s body go berserk, but it was more than that. She didn’t know why he acted so considerate. Tycoons like Mick Remington didn’t have a thoughtful bone in their bodies. Unless… maybe he had too much to drink tonight already. She hadn’t detected the strong odor of alcohol on his breath, so she dismissed that thought.

Oliver had looked him up yesterday after I told him about the marriage and we found out that Tyrell was disabled and a scarred face after he got into an accodent, not only that his family were once the wealthiest in the country but they had gone bankrupt. The other man was standing, both of them were dressed casually but the man in the wheelchair emanated some kind of intimidating aura I couldn't fathom as his sea blue eyes met my green ones and I quickly looked away laughing at myself mentally. How could a man stuck in a wheelchair be intimidating?

The one who’d redefined me in countless ways and then gone on with his own life like it never happened. He's the very man I’d sworn I wouldn’t see again after the night of our secret rendezvous. But it seems fate are having somekind of fiesta because right now am currently at his workplace, imagine how frusrated and scared I am right now because I just found out he's not just greek but also a billionaire... With no scandal attached to his name, he known to be a cruel but honest tycoon and marriage isn't something he wants to consider in the next twenty years... Yeah you heard me right!

Carlos whispers in my ear "Let's go. Trust me, today is not the day. Let's go and talk. We need to communicate with one another and figure out what exactly happened five years ago." "What the hell is going on over here?" came the bitchy voice of the woman I hate so much. Merem, the whore who fucked my man. She is the last woman I want to see right now. "Merem, what are you doing over here?" Carlos asked, then his eyes widened when he saw the figure standing behind Merem. Matteo Barzini, the father of Merem and the strongest business tycoon present in Italy. Literally half of the businesses are ran by him in Italy. But not mine, so I don't have any reason to bow down to him or anything.

Yet he was falling again! "Nooooo! I'm gonna die without twist and turn. It is straight to helllllll!" Luis Park yelled. Yet an unbelievable! An unexplainable thing happened! He was falling without stopping! And he enjoyed his last day on earth... As if this is the last. His fucking last breath! He told something that he only knew. "If you hear me. You! from out of this world! Please listen to my last will, my testament." "I wish I could be a TYCOON in the next life."

"Are you insane? I finalized my divorce from Damian less than twelve hours ago." "Exactly," Killian said flatly, his dark eyes fixed on her pale face. "Which means you are currently a legal free agent. And you are also completely destitute." The cold truth of his words hit her like a physical blow. Valerie looked down at her hands, her throat tightening. "So you want to buy me? To use me as some kind of trophy to mock the Vance family?"

I turned up the volume and leaned back in my chair. "Welcome back," the anchor said, shaking her head slowly. "We are following the story that has everyone talking today. Celestine Valancourt, the secret heiress who just married the world's richest man, Lysander Ashcroft, is at the center of a growing scandal. Reports have surfaced that she terminated a pregnancy just weeks after leaving her first husband, billionaire Kier Thornwell. Our panel is here to discuss. Let's start with you, Margaret. What do you make of this?"

Nicholas De Castello & Vittoria Alfieri. My heart stopped for half a second. “No,” I whispered, my fingers tightening on the edges of the iPad. Catalina was sipping that ridiculous infused water she always carried. “Funny thing,” she said, balancing the glass on her thigh, “apparently he run a giant mining company.” I said nothing. “And he’s marrying his secretary. Who, oh, just so happens to be the youngest daughter of one of those crazy-rich Italian families.” I swallowed. “You know him?” she finally asked. Then her face shifted. Her lips parted. “Oh my God.”