Allen Gratz Novels & Stories

“Do you want one similar to the one you wore last night?” “Funny enough, I don’t want a dress that reminds me of when I was actually happy and that was so quickly taken away, but thanks.” “You have a terrible attitude.” “So we have something in common.” Beta Grant stood up in frustration and stretched his arms up. I couldn’t help but notice the way his shirt rode up and showed off his V shaped muscles. Wow that’s a deep V. He must work out a lot.

Grant was beside her talking nonstop, and she nodded from time to time. Jeffrey didn't bother to bend down and had a sullen face. Unexpectedly, Grace felt that he was attractive, and she tried her best to climb on his back. “The countdown for three minutes begins now. Get ready—start!"

The woman who'd posted the news, Tatia Granger, dragged Grace out of bed, urging her to check the comments of her Twitter post. Grace showed no emotion after reading the comments. She seemed completely dejected and sighed. "I told you. This wouldn't work." Given Seth's looks, no one would associate the word "harassment" with him. "What the hell? Someone said I'm obsessed with becoming famous and am just trying to get attention! This comment even said I'm falsely accusing an innocent man! I—" "But they're right, though," Grace interrupted. Tatia fell silent.

Grace chuckled. “I can arrange some private shows, but we need to make a deal. You have to learn to be warmer, learn to thank and apologize. Every time you do a good job that day, I will put on a special show for you in the evening for 30 minutes. How? That applies today too." Grace winked which was immediately rewarded with a shout of approval and Evelyn's tug to collect her present tonight.

Grace knew there was no point in beating around the bush so she came clear with just one name. “Ha! Fucking finally! Yes. I thought I’d never see the day,” Macy exploded in her chirpy voice. “But I still won the bet,” Adrian broke proudly remembering he knew his sister would give Ashton a long, hard time before finally giving in whereas Macy thought Ashton would be successful in only a week or so. “What bet?” Grace’s eyes popped out at the revelation. “Nothing you need to worry about,” Macy dismissed immediately before giving Adrian a side eye who only raised his hands in surrender. “ Anyways, when is he coming?”

"Fredrico, why are you trying to make life difficult for me? You know I'd have to save up my allowance for a whole year without touching it at all if I were to pay for the cheapest of your clothes. Where do you expect me to get that kind of money from?" He burst out laughing, and everyone else joined him. "Why do you look so tamed right now? What happened to the fierce lady who poured trash on me earlier? Rita, just so you know, the clothes you just ruined are a custom-made order from bougie and classy and I had barely worn it for two hours"

Kent immediately stood up and the two women approached Atasha. “Sha-sha! Hey! You are so ugly! Wake up so we can go to the mall!” Grace said to Atasha while crying. “Sha-sha, we're not sulking anymore even though you didn't tell us when you left, just keep smiling!” Ally said more and the two cried.

Grace asked frowning. “No, I should ask you what’s the meaning of your attitude? What wrong have I done to you?” She asks for Grace to scoff. “I see, the fortune Mr. Harden signed to your name elevates your level of greed,” Grace said chuckling. “What did I do to you?” Adele asked for Grace to sigh. “Nothing so leave,” she said for Adele to look around scoffing. “I’m here to warn you, if you want to hate me, hate me alone don’t turn the people around me against me,” she said for Grace to chuckle.

Grace turned to look at Jackson with a smile. "I understand. My birthday is tomorrow, not today. You must have prepared a big present for me. I can't wait." Grace said with great enthusiasm. It made Jackson feel so annoyed that he unconsciously clenched his fists. He had already given her 3 million dollars, but Grace didn't even give him a smile or a thank you. Shane, who had nothing to offer tonight, always had the sweetest smile that Grace had.

“Not surprising that you’ve met him before. You know everyone in the world.” Grace shrugged, crunching another chip. “I met him a couple of months ago at a brand event. I’m not sure which one it was…Cartier, maybe? Or Dior? He did seem like a decent guy.” She swallowed. “Or at least that’s what he seemed like to me. Who would’ve thought Mr charming could have such a big space in his heart for grudges?” She shook her head. “Charming my ass,” Wren scoffed. “He should just ask for my head on a platter if he wants it.”