Books A Million Mt Juliet の小説・ストーリー

“Enough about him. Let’s talk about something else. Let’s talk about… you.” A sharp pain of nausea struck her in the stomach, but Juliet forced herself to bat her eyelashes again and ask, “What would you like to know?” “Everything,” he replied, scooting around the bench so that he could wrap his arm around her. Juliet kept her distance. She wasn’t an easy girl, but she had to flirt with him some. Still smiling, she took a deep breath and began filling him in on the made up story of Juliet Montague, counting the minutes until her phone would ring and she could claim she had someplace she had to be. The next fourteen minutes couldn’t pass quickly enough.

A quiet tremor filled the space. Juliet’s eyes lowered. She knew how that sounded. Monet steadied herself against the counter, her chest tightening. “Okay,” she whispered. “If that’s what she needs and if you can part with them.” Richard flinched. Just a flicker. Juliet cleared her throat and gestured toward the door. “I’ll load these.” She left them in the foyer. Just the two of them. Just the boxes. Just the memory of a woman neither of them could compete with or live without.

Tomorrow she would move into his mansion and start playing the role of his wife. Tomorrow, everything would change. She must have finally fallen asleep because the next thing she knew, her alarm was blaring. Six in the morning. Four hours until the car arrived. Juliet showered and dressed in one of her own outfits, knowing she'd change into the wedding dress later. She packed a small bag with essentials, things she couldn't leave behind. Photos of her mother and Nkechi. A bracelet her mother had given her when she turned eighteen. A few books.

I bury myself back into A Girl’s Secret. Oh shit, Jace crashed. It’s not gonna be long before the police catch up with them. I mentally gasp. What if Luke’s helping them? I mean, he “loved” Lindsay, and now she’s running off with the hot bad boy. Let’s be real, though. That “love” is just infatuation— “Wow, you seem to be in a whole other world,” Jake chuckles. “Yeah, it’s weird what a book can do.”

He had to forget about Lisa, he had to pretend that the apartment next door was empty and that he’d never met her. “Where’s the rest of the book?” Juliet asked as they sat in the same restaurant they always frequented when they met. “It’s done,” Lisa replied sadly, “but I don’t know whether I should release it.” “What? Why?” Lisa shrugged. How did she describe what had happened with Mason? How did she explain that it felt like a betrayal to hand the book over for publication? “Lisa, this is some of your best work. I can’t believe you’re balking at it when you were so excited about it before. The pages I’ve read are incredible and I’m dying to know what happens.” Juliet grinned, trying to lig

“Why not?” “I just… I need one last shot.” I shook my head, but I still fetched my checkbook ripping out a page, I handed it to him. “That’s another five million, Caleb. Don’t let me down. If you screw this up, you can count me out.” My tone held a level of finality as I looked him in the eye.

I wondered how she could act so convincingly. Just moments ago, she had rushed back from another man's side. Now, she was playing the part of my devoted fiancee. "I needed money because… I wanted to prepare a wedding gift for you," I said. Juliet's eyes lit up immediately. "Really? I'll look forward to your surprise, honey." I hoped she would like it when the time came. In the following days, Juliet didn't come home. Luke's messages to me, however, never stopped. In a Maybach that had been chosen as our wedding car, the leather seat was stained with large, damp patches. A video showed the area beneath the seat was littered with torn condom wrappers.

Julia's POV I had no idea I would see Mia today. And it's funny because I've always admired her. I'd open her magazine and look at her latest shoot, each outfit she wore, each photo she took—everything was perfect. But now she's in front of me, her heels clicking loudly, her eyes turned to me, giving me a disdainful look, as her life moved from my body to my hand, which was tied to the bed. "Lucian!"

Bang! Then everything went white around the edges and the world folded into tiny pieces of dark metals. TBC Don't forget to d******d Literie and find my new book, His Fiery Damnation. Here's a sneak peek. CHAPTER 0001 Boring Life~ JULIET 1. "Don't wear Panties at home. I want to be able to enter my pussy whenever I choose. 2. "You do not make conversation with any man. I do not care who it is, I am the only man made for you.