The Celibate Tycoon Has Fallen Novels & Stories

“Stop!” I didn’t, and I wouldn’t. “You didn’t believe in my passion, remember? So you sold me to Weston instead. Now I’m finally free from you and Tyrion’s tyranny, and I am still the bad guy? Yeah, maybe the prenup agreement slipped my mind, but I will prove to you that my husband is not after my money. In fact, he has his own, and Osmium is at the top of the game. Now, if you have nothing good to say, leave this office and never return until you learn your place. And I swear to you, Star LLC will be bigger than your CTEC.”

Claire, a man who calculated every breath he took, simply fall off a financial cliff in a single week? Cillian didn't flinch. His expression remained a mask of cool, detached interest. "No. What I’m saying is, let me be everything you want. Marry me, and all your problems will get wiped away in a flash." I stared at him, my breath hitching. Generosity on this scale didn't exist in Hollywood. It certainly didn't exist in the world of venture capital. The Cillian Vane I had met at The Velvet Sin was a man who dissected souls for sport. This version of him, the one offering a lifejacket in the middle of a hurricane was even more terrifying because I couldn't see the price tag.

The grand entrance hall went dead quiet. Damian stood under the heavy archway of the estate, his dark coat soaked from the rain pouring outside. He looked like a shadow of the polished, arrogant heir Aurora remembered. His expensive designer suit was wrinkled, his silk tie loosened at the collar, and dark circles bruised the pale skin beneath his eyes. When Adrian had stripped him of his corporate shares and threatened him with prison five years ago, Damian had lost everything—his reputation, his fortune, and his standing. But as his frantic gaze swept across the massive living room, it wasn't bitter jealousy in his eyes.

The man in a white tuxedo suit walked up and said arrogantly, "I'm Flynn Nash born in a second-tier upper-class family. He's Tyger Haney, born in a first-tier upper-class family. How dare you ask us to die?" Tyger's face looked angry too. "I think you are referring to yourself. Do you think you're so great that you can join these women for dinner? If you don't kneel down and beg for forgiveness, I'll kill you. Believe me, these Gallus Hall's women aren't able to save you." Severin sneered coldly, "I don't need them to save me!" Nancy was touched. Yet, her conscious was still clear, and knew how stupid it was to offend Tyger and his gang. She scolded Severin in her heart, 'You stupid guy! We

Zenith tried to release his hand from Gift, but she only held unto him even more. Ruby Yu chuckled and once again turned to the crowd with the brightest of smiles, making the good relationship they had very obvious as both older members and invitees who could only look forward to the next year for a chance of joining the secret club felt anxious as they wanted to form a connection with this person that Ruby Yu was so proud to show off. “Must be royalty.” “Or maybe a secret child of mafia family,” they whispered between themselves..

It was really awkward for Natasha to be calling me this early. "Hey sis" "Hey Nat" "How are you?" "I'm good what is up?" "Have you been online today?" "No not yet, been busy all morning... why you asking?" "Nothing really... just that there is something you should see" I was curious to know what she was talking about that I did not wait for her to say anything else before i ended the call. I went online and I was shocked to see the news. My pictures and Adelia's were all over the media with the headline THE TYCOON'S SEX CONTRACT LEAKS.

He said, blowing me a kiss, and then hung up without even saying goodbye. I looked at the phone on my hands in surprise. Wow! Who the hell did this guy think he was? "The nerve of this guy!" All I wanted was a stupid contract and a good time, not an irritating idiot. Men. Always had something stuck up their sorry asses. Especially the rich ones. Dinner? Red dress? Oh we was going to get more than dinner. He was going to get just what he deserved. And I was sure I had a brand new red dress somewhere, that was perfect for the occasion.

Mark noticed her puzzled look and cleared his throat. "As a way of apologizing, we have upgraded you to a suite, Mr Anderson had an important call come in and has gone out to answer it, I’m sure he will be joining you soon, I’ll ask one of the maids to bring in your luggage.." Emily wondered what could have been so important to Owen that he would leave his wife passed out on the floor from shock. She was embarrassed on his behalf, now everyone with eyes and ears could tell that their marriage was nothing but a façade.

She spoke in a sour tone, seeing as how only a few people were present at her wedding. “Eh. Why does that person look so familiar? I think I’ve seen him on TV!” At this moment, an old man with a few other people in tow went before Fane and the others to give his blessings. The image of this group was quickly captured and projected on the hotel’s screen. “That–that’s the boss of Cathysia Juwel! My God. He’s a disgustingly rich businessman. Probably one of the richest in the entire country. Shouldn’t someone like that be in Gin City? Why’s he in Middle Province?”

Cyrex replied, which made Tyeron frown. “Tsk, there's no doubt why you stay single because you're a workaholic. If you continue doing this, you will likely remain single for the rest of your life. What a waste, if you will. You have good genes; why don't you share your sperm?” he said as if he were the father of Cyrex and gave him life lessons he must learn. Cyrex just clicked his tongue and continued packing. "Oh, right, I'm leaving now. I still need to take care of Lhalhaine—"