Big Fifty Cast Novels & Stories

There's no way I'm telling my best friend his only purpose was to die. Stepping on the brakes, Zeke parked right behind the base. The base itself wasn't too big; it was dim and seemingly old, as if the building was abandoned. A forest encompassed half of the building, and the other half was covered in the night. I looked at Zeke before hopping out of the car and and silently closing the door. As he did the same, I slowly crept up towards the base.

“Our men will have no idea what the hell hit them.” “But have you seen them?” Reena asked. “No,” Katie said. “They lookin’ good? “Oh, man,” Reena said. “You know what’s hotter than Nick, Adam, Mitch and Joe in jeans and t-shirts?” “Nick, Adam, Mitch and Joe in suits?” Maggie said hopefully. “Damn right.” Reena shook her blonde head. “Brace yourselves, ladies. They look like they just stepped off the cover of GQ, I swear.” “Ooooooh,” Mia said, eager and impatient to see her future husband all decked out. “How much longer ’til I go out there?”

We walked into the penthouse to the formal living room. “I’m not going to fuss with small talk,” David said, sitting down on one of the leather couches. He had a file with him that he opened. “My digging turned up the amount you were looking for.” I raised my eyebrows and took the piece of paper David took out of the file. It was a contract between my dad and a man I assumed was a part of the Mafia. The amount agreed upon, for a favor for the company, was ten point five million. “What the hell had he done for my dad that cost him that much?” I asked.

I now lived in a small apartment and raised Aaron alone but as promised my mother still showed her support. As a waitress I barely had enough to take care of both of us. I had become a master at budgeting, learning to make every dollar count. Aaron was my motivation, my reason for pushing forward, even when times were tough. One morning, I was scrolling through job listings online. When I stumbled upon an opportunity that seemed promising, an assistant position of the CEO at the biggest pharmaceutical company. It felt like a lifeline, a chance to secure a more stable future for Aaron and me.

I said. “Holy shit! You went for an apology and still got fucked!” bella said. “What?” I asked. “I can't still wrap my head around you been with all five of them, it's crazy,” she said again. “Oh, stop speaking like my grandma, let her live her life however she wants” Jan said, doubling over in laughter. “How you seriously judging me?” I asked. “Girl, everyone is taking. I don't want to talk too much but I think five is really a lot,” bella said.

"Go ahead. Let's see if you can still talk." He slipped on a metal knuckle ring. One punch split half of Ronda's face open. Blood poured down as she collapsed again. … By the time Kenneth arrived with Gideon, Ronda, her brother, and all of his thug friends barely looked human. The housekeeper stepped forward with measured calm and faced Kenneth. "Mr. Houston, my employer finds your efficiency lacking. As for the donation, it will need to be reconsidered. We have already contacted the police. All evidence has been submitted."

Julian never came home that night. By the next morning, headlines had spread across all of Cascade City. [The Wife Loses Again—Carter Heir Parties Across the City with Mystery Beauty on His Birthday.] In every entertainment reporter's photo, Julian had one arm protectively wrapped around the woman in his embrace. Everyone around them was laughing, looking relaxed and carefree. Without an expression, I picked up the remote and changed the channel. Apparently, though, they still had not had enough fun. Not long after, Julian came home with a noisy crowd trailing behind him. The moment they saw me, someone paused in surprise before slipping into his usual slick tone.

The others piled on. "Gemma, I am so jealous. A perfect wedding for only 500 dollars." "Tell me about it. I spent tens of thousands on mine, and looking back, I feel like such a fool." Kelsey tossed a popcorn-eating meme into the chat. "A 500-dollar wedding? I cannot wait to see that." Over the days that followed, Gemma waited for Sloane to reach out and lock down the wedding details. Not a single call came.

I asked, looking out the car window to make sure nobody was watching me. "I need cash, Jenna," he said plainly. "I'm in deep debt with some really bad people, and I need fifty thousand dollars by the end of the week." I let out a harsh, disbelief-filled laugh. "Are you insane? I don't have that kind of money. And why the fuck are you calling me for that?" "Don't lie to me," he said. "You're working for billionaires now. You can figure it out." "I'm a temporary contractor, Tom," I shouted into the phone. "I spent all my savings fixing the mess you left me with. I'm not giving you a single dime."

Emma's POV: Really who is it. " Hassan I will call you back later, I need to attend to something." I said and he smiled at me. " Okay, my regards to your parents okay." He said and I disconnect the call. The knock came on again and I muttered a come in. It was Serena. "Your excellency,the president and first lady is back and they demand for your present in the sitting room" She said "Okay I will be there in 2 minutes"I said and quickly get down from the bed and wore my flipflop before walking down stairs.