Share
I'm not kidding
Related chapters
The son of a billionaire in disguise Far from over
As the tension in the room thickened, Maria’s heart sank, and her fingers trembled slightly as they gripped the edge of her chair. Across the table, her grandfather narrowed his eyes at Rene, his steely gaze demanding an explanation."And why is that?" Carlo asked, his voice low and dangerous, barely masking his displeasure.Rene, calm and unbothered, leaned back in his chair, meeting the older man’s gaze without flinching. “I have to go to work,” he said, his tone casual but carrying an edge.Carlo’s brow furrowed. “Work? I wasn’t aware that work was more important than keeping the peace between families. What kind of job could possibly take priority over this?”Rene’s lips curved into a faint smile. He knew exactly how to shift the power in the room. “Mr. Gunnar expects me to be at the office all the time... I can't just excuse him because of someone like Benjamin, can I?” he said, letting the name hang in the air with just the right amount of weight.At the mention of Mr. Gunnar
The son of a billionaire in disguise Using powerful names
In the dimly lit office of Rossi Enterprises, Jason leaned back in his chair, his fingers drumming on the table. His jaw was set, his patience wearing thin. Across from him, Antonio paced the room, his expression a storm cloud of frustration. The silence between them was heavy, broken only by the soft ticking of the wall clock.“Kia’s really grown wings since he started working with Gunnar,” Jason finally said, his voice laced with irritation. “He’s been acting like he’s untouchable. If we don’t clip them soon, he’s going to be a real problem.”As Antonio stopped pacing, his eyes narrowed, and he sighed, "You’re not wrong. Kia’s getting cocky, thinking he’s bigger than this family. We can’t let him run loose, not with the connections he’s building... He's getting good at using powerful people's names as a shield."Jason leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with an almost predatory glint. “So, what do we do? We need to send a message. If we let this slide, it’ll only make us look weak.”
The son of a billionaire in disguise As a father
Rene sat down across from his father, the thick folders in front of him, hesitating to reach for it.Then he glanced at Rome, who was casually sipping his champagne, a calculated calm in his demeanor. Finally, Rene exhaled and reached for the first folder, flipping it open. Inside were pages of detailed reports, photos, and dossiers, all about a gang he didn't recognize."The Marran Group." He mumbled, staring hard at the faces and dead eyes in the photos."They were known for their ruthlessness, particularly in the underground world. Not just some small-time crew, but an organized crime syndicate with ties all across the country. They were the kind of people you didn’t mess with unless you had a death wish." Rome let out as he reached for an empty glass and poured champagne, the sound of the liquid filling the glass breaking the silence in the room.Rene’s eyes narrowed as he continued to study the pages in front of him. The Marran Group wasn’t familiar to him, but the level of deta
The son of a billionaire in disguise The neglected child
As his mind nagged him with thoughts, Rene pushed through the revolving doors of ReF Inc.Despite the calm atmosphere, Rene’s pulse quickened. There was too much happening, too many pieces moving at once, and he knew he couldn’t afford to make any missteps. Between Jason Rossi’s desperation, the Marran Group, and the Leland family’s looming financial collapse, the pressure was mounting.Taking a deep breath, Rene crossed the lobby and headed toward the executive elevator. As the doors slid shut, his reflection stared back at him in the polished steel, his face betraying none of the restlessness beneath, and he let out a slow breath. The elevator chimed softly, and when the doors opened, Gunnar’s office came into view, and Rene adjusted his coat, marching over to it.Stopping in his tracks, Rene knocked, and then walked in, seeing Gunnar seated behind his desk."Boss," Gunnar greeted him as their eyes locked, rising to his feet. There was an ease in his posture, but his eyes were sha
The son of a billionaire in disguise Your prized heir
Without a word, Carlo led Maria down the hallway, his stride steady, his hands clasped behind his back. She walked beside him, her pulse quickening as the silence settled between them. She stole a glance at her grandfather, still trying to wrap her mind around the fact that he was taking her to lunch... just the two of them.The elevator doors opened with a soft chime, and they stepped inside. The silence stretched on, but it didn’t feel uncomfortable. Still, Maria couldn’t help but wonder what this was really about. Was there an ulterior motive, or was her grandfather genuinely trying to spend time with her? She pushed the thought away, focusing on the moment.As the elevator descended, the polished steel doors reflected their stillness. Carlo’s expression remained as unreadable as ever, but Maria’s heart swelled a little, being this close to him.When the elevator finally opened into the front lobby of the company, the usual hum of activity greeted them. News about her getting th
The son of a billionaire in disguise It's in the contract
Before Carlo could respond, the black SUV glided to a stop in front of them. The driver, dressed in his usual crisp black suit, stepped out and opened the door with a polite nod. With calm eyes, Carlo gestured for Maria to get in, and with a soft sigh, she slipped into the backseat. Her grandfather followed, settling in beside her. The car pulled away from the curb, merging smoothly into traffic.Keeping her silence, Maria stared out the window, her thoughts racing as her grandfather sat there, hands folded neatly in his lap, his gaze fixed ahead. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, a dozen questions swirling in her mind, but she kept them at bay for now.As the car drove through the city streets, Maria’s eyes drifted to the rearview mirror, catching glimpses of the buildings fading into the distance. Finally, the car slowed to a stop in front of an upscale restaurant nestled on a quiet street corner. 'La Maison Étoilée?' Maria thought, swallowing her nervousness.It was flashy
The son of a billionaire in disguise You are scared
Trying to keep it all in, Maria’s fingers tightened around the edges of the menu, her eyes scanning the options but not really seeing any of them. Her mind was elsewhere, replaying her grandfather's words over and over.Then finally, she glanced up, catching Carlo watching her from across the table, his expression calm but calculating. Immediately, her heart started to pound in her chest as the realization slowly crept over her. 'This entire lunch... You parading me around like some prized asset wasn't about celebrating my success. No, this is about Kia. This is all about manipulating me to bring Kia back under your control.'The realization hit her like a punch to the gut, and the truth was suddenly glaringly obvious as her lids lowered, 'You are scared. Kia defied you this morning, standing his ground... this is what this is really about. Despite everything, he's gaining a foothold in the Rossi family with his new job. And you hated it. you wanted him back under your thumb... want
The son of a billionaire in disguise His terms
Suddenly, Bianca’s fork clattered against her plate as she blurted out, “You can’t be serious, Grandfather!”Her voice rang out through the room, drawing everyone’s attention. The tension at the table escalated instantly, but Bianca wasn’t backing down. She turned to her father and brother, both sitting in stoic silence, their gazes fixed on Carlo. Frustration bubbled within her. “Dad? Jason? You’re not going to say anything?”Neither of them moved. Antonio sipped his wine, eyes lowered, while Jason’s expression remained unreadable, his jaw tight but still not a word. Bianca’s eyes widened in disbelief, and she scoffed, throwing her napkin down in frustration.Before she could utter another word, Carlo cleared his throat, his voice cutting through the room. “Bianca, that’s enough.”Her mouth snapped shut as her grandfather’s cold, authoritative tone silenced her. She knew better than to push further when he spoke like that. There was a weight to his words that made defiance feel fut
Latest chapter
The son of a billionaire in disguise Her rights
The son of a billionaire in disguise Benefit
The son of a billionaire in disguise A knock
The son of a billionaire in disguise The act of the century
The son of a billionaire in disguise “Says who?”
The son of a billionaire in disguise A spy
The son of a billionaire in disguise A plan
The son of a billionaire in disguise We dated
The son of a billionaire in disguise Two options
