Zeus Billionaire Age Novels & Stories

But clearly, why would I pay attention to them when I had a big offer waiting out there for me? They were always a great inconvenience to my life, but well, was there anything better than being a billionaire? Of course not. Whenever the journalists felt the need to attack me with questions, my bouncers were always there to guard me out of their proximity. Soon, we reached my car. I hopped into the backseat, fastened my seat belt. Another good thing about being a billionaire was you never had to talk. Gesturing with the eyes, snapping the fingers, clearing the throat, would do the trick. And right now, a snap of my fingers got my driver to start the car.

"It's yours now. Everything but the security server is gone. I even packed my suits. I won't be needing them." Vivian accepted the glass of dark red wine. "Thank you, Elias. For all of it. For believing in a life that wasn't built for a billionaire." "I believe in you," he corrected, turning his body toward her. "I have no idea how to run a sustainable lifestyle. My knowledge stops at maximizing profit and acquisition. I am a retired CEO with no marketable skills outside of global finance." A genuine smile touched his lips. "I'm going to need you to teach me how to exist in a world where things matter more than money."

Main character profile: HELENA DECLAN Nickname: The Heiress / Little Empire / H Age: 21 Zodiac Sign: Capricorn Occupation: Billionaire heiress, CEO-in-training, founder of Declan Futures Voice: Sharp, observant, emotionally guarded, witty Born into wealth, but raised in a home that valued love over status. Her father, Harry Declan, gave up everything to raise her as a stay-at-home dad. Her mother, Mia, instilled in her the power of being a woman in control. From the age of 5, she’s been in the public eye. Her school interview went viral. The media dubbed her “The Youngest Billionaire,” but behind the headlines was a child molded with precision, passion, and discipline.

The few times they appeared caused a stir due to their influence, not to mention their considerable beauty, physical stature, and elegance. "In fact, we'll only go if you're okay, even though our father's companies are in crisis due to theft, you're still a priority," Brian added. "For God's sake!" protested Zeus. "You should travel before the damage becomes visible; our family's status will drop! Elizabeth is already twenty-two; you shouldn't spoil her so much." "What happened to the overseas companies?" she asked, ignoring her father.

Yosef answered calmly, "I run my own business, and I do pretty well. I've got a house and a car. My parents are still with me, and I'm an only child." Zara felt uncomfortable in her own home for the first time. She was puzzled by Yosef's strange words. His own business... He was the owner of the top-notch Azure Cloud Group. As for his income, he said he did pretty well... He had just given her a 45-million-dollar ring that he had easily slipped onto her finger. As for his house and car... He had a limited edition Maybach that made tourists stop and snap photos. He had a whole garage of such cars.

She had a cute face, which matched her short hair perfectly. It was just like the other night when I worked here. The popular millionaires and billionaires, mostly their sons or daughters, were here to have fun. The club was lively and never dull for them, but for me? It was as if I was living on an isolated island. As I've said before, Lazarus Cavanaugh holds the record for the youngest Chief Executive Officer in the world. Most CEOs are older, typically forty and above. They're considered veterans, but Lazarus made an exception.

I heard a voice behind me as I turned towards the door to see Zeus leaning against it. Zeus was taller than me by far considering he was fifteen years old. He was going to be turning sixteen in a few months. He wore a bright yellow shirt and dark blue jeans that hugged his lean frame. His blonde hair was neatly curled around his forehead and his bright blue eyes watched me softly. "Hi." I said, smiling sheepishly. "You know you're supposed to be downstairs for lunch. Mom's going to kill you." He said, making me roll my eyes as I leaned on the piano.

"Ah, no, my dear Max. This is far more valuable than gold or treasure. This symbol holds the secrets of the ancient ones, the knowledge of the universe." Emily's mind raced as she realized the implications. "So, the stranger is searching for this knowledge?" Professor Thompson nodded gravely. "Yes, and he will stop at nothing to get it. You see, the secrets of Zerzura are said to hold the power to control the very fabric of reality." Max and Emily exchanged a nervous glance. They had stumbled into something much bigger than they had ever imagined. "What do we do now?" Emily asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

I muttered, my cheeks burning again. “It’s not an insult. It’s a practical observation.” He sighed, a faint hint of exasperation finally coloring his tone. “I am thirty-two years old. My family, particularly my mother, believes my sole purpose now is to provide her with grandchildren and secure the ‘dynasty’.” He said the word with palpable distaste. “The blind dates have become… relentless. They are a distraction I can no longer afford.” I just stared at him, trying to process it. The most elusive billionaire on the planet, a man who could buy and sell small countries, was being hounded by his mom to settle down. It was so bizarrely, hilariously human that it was almost believable.

Zeus asked Dabria in a low tone as he rubbed the tip of his nose on Dabria's neck. Dabria closed her eyes and nodded her head. She was curious about this whole drama Zaric started. Zeus gently laid Dabria down on the bed then he laid down beside her. He wrapped both of his arms around her and pulled her closer. Dabria also wrapped her arms around him and placed her head on Zeus' chest. "Do you remember my twentieth birthday? Do you remember what happened that day? Not the next day. Do you remember what happened on my birthday?" Zeus asked Dabria in a low tone while playing with the locks of her hair. Dabria was staring into his eyes while trying to remember what Zeus was talking about. A fro