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She hesitated before answering. “Elena Romano.” The voice on the other end was smooth, calculated. “Miss Romano. I hear you’re in the market for a new ally.” She straightened. “Who’s asking?” A low chuckle. “Someone who can help you bury Killian Graves.” Elena’s pulse quickened. She already knew who it was. Marcus Langley. A billionaire with just as much power as Killian—except he preferred to stay in the shadows, pulling strings instead of making himself a target.

To acquire such power requires travelling a difficult route, yet he had done it in a manner that not only filled him with pride but also filled his people with pride in him. This is Steve Darlene, the youngest billionaire in all of Perth and Fremantle combined. Even though his name is always included on the billboard chart as the most successful businessman, no one has ever seen his face. Even Steve's employees don't know who Steve is; he keeps his identity a secret.

Well I don't apologise so I just continued on my way when I heard her yell "Jerk" I stopped on my tracks to give her a fitting reply but, luckily for her she already left the building. I went into the conference room. I should introduce myself. I'm Adrain Ivan Stone, the youngest and most successful multi billionaire. The media portray he as a ruthless, selfish and dangerous man but guess what, they are right. I am the second richest man after the president in NYC, you can call me corky or obnoxious but ladies fall at my feet, they treasure the floor I walk on. Well, I can't blame them, with my 6 ft 4 height, and a face like mine even I will fall for myself but I don't care about that. I was

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When he was done he wore his watch which millions and he left the house with his latest SUV to the Blaq Company. When he got there all the workers stop working and all eyes were on him since he is known as the second richest person after their boss Mr. Kenzo and he is also called "The Devil Right hand " in the underground world. But still, all those eyes didn't move him he walk slowly but surely until he stop in front of an office and it was boldly written their CEO's office A knock was heard on the door. Come in Kenzo said HELLO Kareem Did you get the information I asked for yesterday Lorenzo Dennison Kenzo said

However, one thing that I noticed about this individual was that he had many females lurking around him and they were all models. I knew that in the back of my mind, there is still this small voice stating that I could never beat a model when it comes to a man since they are paid for their looks whilst I'm not. However, I didn't get much time to think about this daunting idea that I still had as I was interrupted by my nan and a woman next to her who looked around the same age as my mother. "Nipotina dear, I would like you to meet Iris, she is the wife of Arron McKinley who you may know as the previous CEO of McKinley Enterprise." My Nan introduced this sweet lady to me, and I knew I recogni