Tony Stark Playboy Billionaire Novels & Stories

Of companies, toys, and, apparently, women. James was an only child, and after inheriting his mother’s millions and displaying an uncanny flair for business during the following years, he became a billionaire and an absolute symbol of power. Not political power, but the good, old-fashioned power that came with having money. James wasn’t linked to the shady dealings of the Seattle political machine, but he could press that machine’s buttons if he wanted to. Every politician knew this—which was why being on the playboy’s good side was in their best interest.

Tony is known to be a playboy who doesn’t spare anyone including guys on his mission on being a perverted werewolf, that was why I didn’t want him anywhere close to my babe, even though Gray assured me that all those things are façade he created to stop his parent from choosing a business marriage partner to him and that he is a cool person, but still, I couldn’t let my guard down. Tony’s dad is not only Gray’s father’s beta but also a strong businessman, who has business all over the world; if not for the fact that the werewolves can no longer interact with the rest of the supernatural, he could have had some businesses over there. Tony’s dad has already prepared potential marriage partners

I slapped my palms against the stone top in the kitchen. "Sidney Walsh is one of the richest men in the world. He's considered one of the greatest minds of our time. Think brains of Tony Stark, body of Thor, and courage of Captain America," Tove said. He gestured for his phone again. Tapped at the screen again. I almost fainted when he turned it back around. I shook my head and covered my mouth with my hands. I backed up. No. This couldn't be happening. Please, let this be a nightmare.

They were headed to the Parker family's estate, where they would spend their first night as husband and wife. Ethan had always felt a bit uneasy around James Parker, Sophia's father. He was a ruthless businessman who would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. As they pulled up to the estate, Ethan could feel his anxiety spiking. He took a deep breath and tried to shake off the feeling, reminding himself that he was now a part of this family. The estate was opulent and extravagant, with lavish decorations and impeccable grounds. Ethan and Sophia were greeted by James Parker himself, who beamed with pride as he welcomed them to their new home.

Not that she would tell him that (he might not even believe her). Jake let out a soft gasp. “Zayne? Handsome billionaire, and owner of the biggest company worldwide?” “Yup.” “A man who has not only brains and looks, but tactics. The Zayne Thornhart, that doesn't give a damn about anything, and possesses as much aura a man can. Someone who controls the legal business world, and can take care of millions of people with the wealth he has? Someone who has a—” “Jake?” She called, snapping him out of whatever world he'd been in.

Not a powerful man using his wealth to impress a struggling woman, but two broken people finding comfort in each other. "You never told me any of this." "What was I supposed to say? That my first wife spent our entire marriage lying to me? That I was so desperate for genuine affection that I latched onto a stranger in a nightclub?" "You could have told me the truth." "The truth would have changed everything. You would have seen me as pathetic instead of powerful." "I would have seen you as human." Liam laughed bitterly. "Humans don't run a billion-dollar company. Humans don't survive in my world."

Theme: Billionaire and the Nanny "Mr. Stan!" Poppy flushed, covering her tits at the sight of her billionaire boss standing by the hot tub. She had been caught red-handed. She was supposed to be babysitting the hot nerdy Ethan Stan's son—Eric but little Eric fell asleep, and Poppy was bored. She had wandered around the mansion, one of the wealthiest homes in the entire world, and had found Ethan Stan's extremely large jacuzzi.

All he wants is the money. I sit back, reflecting on how quickly things have escalated. Tony’s orchestrated attack, the public dates, and the media frenzy all point to a calculated plan to cement his position in my life and, by extension, my wealth. The realization makes my skin crawl. Tony's manipulative nature knows no bounds, and I am determined to expose him.

On top of a stack of swatch pieces of fabric lay the latest issue of Forbes Magazine. The face on the glossy cover, upon which I looked out, made my blood run cold. Dominic Steele. He appeared older than he had done in my dream. His jagged lines of the jaw were and his tailored charcoal suit more full of sheer ruthless power. The headline of his photograph was: THE Apex predator: How Dominic Steele built a multi-billion dollar empire into a global monopoly. "Who is that?" His small finger was pointing to the magazine, and Ethan asked. My throat closed up. Just... just a businessman, darling. Someone mommy must read to work.

“Do you know who I am?” His eyes widened. He knew. Everyone knew. Dominic Blackwell, billionaire, king, merciless. Pathetic. My fist curled before I even thought about it. A lifetime of restraint, undone in one heartbeat. I stopped just short of striking him, the tendons in my hand trembling with the force it took to hold back. My men didn’t move. They knew better. They knew I didn’t tolerate interference. The boy sagged in relief, tears leaking down his filthy face. “Get him out of my sight,” I ordered finally, my voice low, savage.