Big Time City Is Ours Novels & Stories

**** An hour later we drove into Orange City, the largest and busiest city in the human world. The place was so busy that there was traffic. Eric and I became stuck in traffic with nothing to do. "Gosh! That's why I hate coming to the human world especially Orange City," Eric groaned when we were stuck in the traffic. I smiled and didn't say anything. We have stuck in it together anyway. Though I was also frustrated about what I could do. **** Two hours later Eric pulled up by a mansion. We pulled up like ten meters away from the mansion to avoid suspicion.

No longer would they allow themselves to be trampled—not this time. It wasn't the end, but a new beginning.

I told him, unwinding from him since he and I had been sleeping cuddled together since we fell asleep. "Typical. Old-fashioned and sedentary. These are the things that make me miss the big city,” he grumbled in disgust, still dying of sleep. I giggled and wanted to get up, but he held me by the waist. “Where are you going? Please don’t go,” he asked, and I smiled at him and gave him a kiss. But the noise outside began to be deafening. “Citizens of Rustburg. Welcome to the new revolutionary project in our city! Go to city hall to get your compensation!” The voice on the speaker announced it for everyone to hear.

It's monday and also my first day on my new school. This is also the first time I will sleep in the mansion of the Gavintes. This is a new beginning for me. I will stay here until the contract expires.We both agreed that I will stay here while I'm still studying and doing my job. After I graduate, I will be working to their company to help them also in return. It's very nice contract because they pay for my tuitions fees and will buy anything that I need if it's some school stuff or personal stuff.

Was she lying about her background, or was this an indictment of her character? "So… I heard you met and married Jethro after you came to the city to work," Tiffany said. She was staring pointedly at Jethro, who took a sip of his drink without even looking at her. "Oh, did I tell you that Jethro is a certified billionaire?" Sean chimed in suddenly, changing the topic. "He owns so many assets. Titan Ads is one of ‘em, but it's by no means the only few. He also has hotel chains and land properties…"

"Yes we have bought the abandoned land outside the city. We are thinking of building a hotel there. It's more like an abandoned castel actually..." Nicolai explained. "Good..." Robert nodded in approvement. All of them bid goodbye to their father and head towards the abandoned place. Only if they knew that the place they bought holds many buried secret which will change their life forever.

I bet he'd most likely run off with the money. I didn't bother arguing with Ingrid. She wouldn't believe me anyway and would just keep calling me disgusting. However, just as I was about to turn and leave, she grabbed my hand. "Stand there." I looked at her in confusion. She coughed lightly and spoke with great reluctance. "It's not impossible for us to get back together. It's just the Steele Group—" "You don't have to worry about the company," I said, interrupting her before she could say anything more to disgust me.

The words came out like he was owed something. I gripped my phone and said, "Forget it. My parents are leaving soon." Grayson paused for a beat, then said smoothly, "Fine. It's not like they'd have much to add anyway. The wedding's going to be exactly the way my parents want it." Then, through the line, I heard a sugary voice call out, "Grayson! My parents already ordered. Thanks for treating us to such an expensive meal. Come eat with us!" And just like always, the line went dead. He'd hung up again.

“If I see one more boomerang of you clinking glasses, I might delete I*******m.” “You love my boomerangs!” she called after me. “Not when I’m in pajamas and you’re out having a life,” I shot back, giving her a little wave before pushing through the glass doors. The cool evening air hit my face like a small mercy. The city was alive out there. Cars honking, people chatting on sidewalks, streetlights blinking to life one by one. I inhaled deeply, feeling the weight of the office finally slide off my shoulders. For a moment, I just stood there, clutching my bag strap, staring at the fading orange streaks in the sky.

‘Because there’s an outsider inside their city. ***