"That will be a thousand," the salesperson said. What the....a thousand? "Here," the strange man paid the salesperson immediately. I scoffed. Seriously? I looked at the man. His eyes moved to me. I fought the urge to yell at him. Why would he do this?! The salesperson unlocked the cage
I moved Lulu away gently as I got on my feet while still staring at my phone. I am literally seeing a lot of figures on my phone right now. In my fucking bank account. Two million euros. Oh my God. What is this? Who sent this? I scrolled my phone, but I didn't see any other messages.
"You are keeping the money," she said. "No way," "Yes way. This is your money, and you are keeping it." My phone beeped a bit. I took it from her. "What was that?" She asked as I put my phone in my bag. "I have to go to work," I said. "Evie," "No. I am going. Bye," I said, getting on
God, he is really the owner. I looked at him. He is giving me that one-sided smirk. I am in serious trouble. "Have you lost your mind, Evelyn?!" Ms Roberts yelled, making me flinch a bit. I lowered my gaze. "What is wrong with you?!" "I....I.. I didn't know he is..." "Is that why you
He stared at me. "Wait, it was you?!" He didn't respond but took out his phone. "Why would you send me that money? I never asked you for it?" He clicked his phone and I got a notification beep in my phone instantly. "I just doubled it," he said. I let out a breathless scoff. The heck?
"Thanks for letting me in," Mario said, standing in my room and looking at me. He has flowers in his hands and a slightly big red box. "Imogen gave you my address, didn't she?" I asked. "Don't hate her for that, please. I literally begged her. Trust me, it wasn't easy getting it from her," he sa
"A club? " "Yeah. It is Friday and not that late. We could hang out, have some drinks, have a little fun before we go to the mansion. And we will spend the weekend there." I stared at him. "Come on. You are going to love it," he said, smiling at me. I could use some fun. In here has been b
I have read about this in books. Mafia men and meetings in places like this. I wonder how they can hear themselves with the loud music playing. I continue gulping my drink non-stop without taking my eyes from the Don. He looked my way. I gulped my entire drink and licked my lips unknowingly
"Thank you," I said, smiling a little. "You are welcome, baby," he said, walking back to his seat and sat on it. Manuel and Carlos are seated opposite us and then.... Him. The Don. He is seated in the first head seat. I forced myself not to look his way. But I have to greet. Right? "Good
I hate my legs. I will get a wheelchair or anything! Just fuck my brains out, please! "Tell your itching pussy to cool it. Because I am not going to give it what it wants." No. Please. He moved his tongue in my ear again, killing me totally. "Adrian..." I whispered helplessly. "I am not
He stared at me blankly after I said what I said. It took me a lot to say that, but that's what I want. I have never wanted something so much in my life. Maybe after he fuck me, I will stop fantasizing about him. It would quench my strong hunger for him because I am not thinking straight anymo
My heart dropped. He maintained his gaze on me. "I don't....I don't know what you are talking about." I stuttered nervously. He scoffed. "That nervous stutter just gave you away." My heart pounded. "I am not a fool, little girl. I know it was you. The green eyes, delicate hands and slender
"Nothing serious but Mario is kinda wasted. The Don wants us to leave right now," he said. My heart picked up. "Oh. Okay," I said nervously as I approached him. We headed towards the dancing hall and Carlos led the way out of the club. He walked towards the car backseat and opened the door fo
As if the universe was on my side, the music, WAP by my girl Cardi B, began to play. I made slow and seductive steps towards the pole without taking my eyes off him. I grabbed hold of the pole and made a spin. With my back facing him, I leaned down slowly and seductively, twirling my waist to t
"Wait, that rich Don? What's his name again, Morelli, right?" the second one asked. "Yes, I think so." The third one internally. I scoffed internally in disbelief as I unzipped my purse again. "You should hurry, Deborah, before the madam gets angry. You know how she is. You have five minutes."
I have read about this in books. Mafia men and meetings in places like this. I wonder how they can hear themselves with the loud music playing. I continue gulping my drink non-stop without taking my eyes from the Don. He looked my way. I gulped my entire drink and licked my lips unknowingly
"A club? " "Yeah. It is Friday and not that late. We could hang out, have some drinks, have a little fun before we go to the mansion. And we will spend the weekend there." I stared at him. "Come on. You are going to love it," he said, smiling at me. I could use some fun. In here has been b