A Million Miles Away Lara Avery Novels & Stories

The cold carpeted floor was filled with different kinds of wine spilling over and broken bottles. He walked towards his bed jumping on it as he laid his head on the pillow. Ding! Ding! A notification popped up on his phone screen. He picked up the phone staring at the text message. “The Vanguards launch event of the “Aurielle Couture” fashion house happens in three days' time. You need to go shopping for your outfit for the day.” It was a text from Raj, Elias' personal secretary. Elias' grip tightened on the phone. “I'll find a way to ruin the launch event!”

I said, she nodded, still staring at me with surprised eyes. I walked outside my house, and jumped inside my car, I turned up the music, and started to hum along with the song. I was really trying my best to keep my mind away from Anthony, but he still there, even though he was thousands miles away, but he wouldn’t leave my mind.

That way, she wouldn't waste her time on some jerk or spend her life in misery. Suddenly, Layla's phone rang. There was an issue at the lab that demanded her presence. She bade Millie farewell. It was clear that Layla was reluctant to leave, yet she didn't utter a word. She remained as stubborn as ever. At 5:00 pm, Marvin arrived to pick up Millie. As Millie said her final goodbyes to her family, she kept the farewells brief and left swiftly. She didn't want them to see her off, fearing she might be overwhelmed by emotions.

Lara When I got into the car, my cousin was seated next to me. He doesn’t look happy, so I stayed quiet for now. “You have so many people looking into your background. Why aren’t you keeping a low profile,” the gritty tired voice belonged to my cousin. “I didn’t realize there were people looking into me,” I replied. To be honest, I had no idea. “Cousin, there are 3 different people or organizations who have been looking for information on you,” my cousin said. “Three,” I exclaimed. How did that happen? I thought about who those people were. Crown because that’s what he does for a living. But who are the others. “There you go, you don’t even know,” my cousin said. “So, what’s the

"She tricked the soldato at the door, said she was here to thank me in person for yesterday. Nothing happened between us." I stared at the curves of Ava's body, barely concealed by the nightgown, and my stomach churned, bile rising in my throat. "Elio." I clenched the fabric of my dress, my voice dangerously calm. "Send her away." "Send her to Chicago, Miami, or Europe. Anywhere outside the family's reach. I don't want to see her again." He didn't answer immediately. After a long silence, he finally spoke. "Her father died for the family."

"Help me, Sarah! The doctors lied to me! They said I only have a few years left to live! But you know so many top doctors. You must have a way to save me, right?" I looked at the pathetic man behind the glass and put on a sorrowful expression. I said nothing. Instead, I raised a trembling hand to the glass, tracing his features from behind the barrier. The live chat disagreed with my behavior. 'I can't believe it! He's still playing victim at this point! Run, Sarah! You need to stay away from him!' 'Come on, Sarah. Don't let him fool you! Don't you remember that he threatened to end your grandmother's life? You should just leave him to die!'

"Lara only ever cared about money. She couldn't see what really mattered. "Thank god you saw her true colors in time, or else…" Brody's breathing quickened. He pulled Ellie tighter against him. "Ellie, I'm so glad I have you. "Lara didn't deserve my feelings. She didn't deserve my future." I watched them hold each other for a moment, then lowered my eyes. Apparently, souls could feel heartbreak too. The screen lit up again, showing a private room in an upscale club. Beneath the crystal chandelier, I wore a tight red dress and moved between a group of sleazy chemical plant executives.

============================== LARA SMITH Lara is at the rooftop again for her 15-minute break. She roamed her eyes around, hoping that Oliver isn't at the rooftop because she wants to have a moment of peace and quiet. And besides, she still feels a lit bit awkward after accidentally hearing that "phonecall" few days ago. Lara heaved a sigh of relief once she made sure that Oliver is nowhere of sight. She was about to go to her favorite wooden bench when she suddenly heard one, familiar voice.

Lara had informed him flatly, involuntarily studying his strikingly male features before she realized what she was doing and hurriedly looked away again. “We’ll see...” And Christophe had laughed indulgently, the way you laughed when a child said something innocently amusing. Like he always did… Lara sank back to the present and discovered that she was shivering. Her first thought was for her father. No matter what he said, Kenneth shouldn’t be alone. Grabbing up a coat, Lara let herself out of the tiny cottage she rented and climbed into her car to drive over to his house. “But Mr. Miller is at work, Mrs. Anderson. What would he be doing home at this time of the day?”

“I didn’t sleep that night.” Neither did I, I wanted to say. But this wasn’t about me. “The next day, Claire won’t stop crying.” Stephanie continued. “It wasn’t the longest that Lara had been away from home, but usually, whenever she was out of the house for too long, she’d video call just to check-in. Obviously, that wasn’t an option anymore. So I took her to the park nearby to calm her down. The fresh air did her good and she was distracted by a family of ducks. I didn’t realize until much later that when I left for my walk with Claire, I had accidentally taken Lara’s phone with me. We had the same model so that happens a lot.