Chipettes Brittany Miller Novels & Stories

she giggles, “I’m Brittany. His sister. Nice to meet you Missy the midget.” I reluctantly shook her hand, “Same,” I muttered. “You have too much trouble with him, let me know. I’m 4 years younger than him, but I can still kick his ass.” “I’ll keep that in mind,” I smiled tightly at her, making her laugh some more.

Cause she was going to be alone with her uncle. "I can't wait to have you as dinner to night baby." He said with a smirk on his lips" "I hate you". Chantelle said. He slaps Chantelle leaving her shocked and stunned. But she's also filled with anger, and she's tired of being mistreated. She decides that she's not going to take it anymore. She looks her uncle in the eyes and says, "I'm not going to let you treat me like this anymore. I'm not going to let you control my life. I'm going to do what I want to do, and I'm going to make something of myself." They were interrupted by the guests coming in the house and Chantelle decided to go to her room because she wasn't allowed to the party.

Right before the syndicate's power handover, I flew back to New York after a year of studying jewelry design in Europe. But the night before the ceremony, my secret boyfriend of three years—the Rossi family's new second-in-command—sent me a text: [Sorry, Chloe. I lost a card game, and you were my chip. You're his problem now.] Before I could even breathe, I got tagged in the family's encrypted dark-web channel. The top thread was blowing up: [The Mafia Boss Just Won a Fat Pig for a Girlfriend!] Pinned right at the top was an old photo of me from a few years ago. Back when I was 180 pounds. The comment section was ruthless: [If the Boss knew what he actually won, he'd regret making that bet.]

After the voice, which belonged to a woman, finished speaking, she covered her mouth with a hand. Mimi was startled as she raised her head, only to be met with a familiar and exquisitely beautiful face, which belonged to Britney Conway, the most popular female celebrity at the time. She was taking a good look at Mimi, who was standing in front of her at that moment, and her eyes were filled with scorn. Britney and Mimi had both begun their journey as child celebrities, but the treatment they received was completely different.

Andy said other slaves laugh even brittany laugh on how like a kid she runs, she's even wearing bikini and her bouncy round boobs bounce proudly when she runs,. "It hurts to run when you have a big boobs like that haha" Shane said and stand beside Brittany who is standing near the special cottage that they rent, Brittany agreed when Shane said that all of Shun Yu's slave has the same common body build they all have a round boobs, but but Sapphire on the other hand has bigger boobs than them. "Why didn't you wear bikinis Brit?" Kathleen ask when she approach, Shane and brittany. "I don't fancy Bikinis and I like rashguard more" Brittany said then they glance at Brittany who is wearing rashgua

I had 7 of them that I asked. “let the party begin” Matias yelled and the music was turned up. I walked down to the snack bar to get some snacks when I felt someone approach me. It was a girl not so older than I was, she had beautiful blonde hair and the most charming blue eyes. She smiled at me and proceeded to put a cupcake on her plate, I didn’t even know who the hell she was and she looked very creepy. “hi, you must be Camila, I’m Danielle but everyone calls me Danie” she introduced pushing her hand out for me to shake. I shook it.

Brittany nodded her head then looked at MJ, who's laughing with Dylan beside him. She smiles then looks down at her hands, looking at her ring finger, and caresses the diamond ring. "So, what club did you join, Brittany?" The said girl looked up and saw MJ looking at her and waiting for her answer. Everyone's gaze stops at her as they all wait for her answer. "Ahh... I'm a Cheerleader, the vice-captain" she said that made MJ’s ears perk up. "Really? I don't usually see you there when I visit Patima" he said that made the others nod as well.

“She’s four.” “Hi, Myla.” I greeted, waving her over. The girl grinned, showing a missing front tooth, then spun away toward a cushion she had decided needed moving. Celeste sat in the armchair across from me, one leg crossed over the other, fingers loosely holding the shawl in place. “Is it just me or the Stewarts had taken a liking to names with the ‘M’ initials?” I teased. “Miranda, Miles, Myron, and Myla.”

The scent of chili and lime wafted over as she ripped it open and offered it around. "Fair point," she said, munching on one. "That place is a total cesspool on a good day." Millie dramatically rolled her eyes, snagging a chip from Tori’s stash. "Still, it’s kinda weird, don’t you think? Ainsley would rather pull her own hair out than leave Brookstone in the middle of senior year. She’s the cheer captain, running for prom queen, and practically has the Snow Queen crown already for next week’s Snow Ball-she’s all about that stuff. She’d never miss any of it."

What he'd seen on the street and what was printed on that report added up to the same thing. He shoved Sabrina off him, hard. She stumbled two steps. Shock bloomed across her face. Dante walked straight to the cashier's cage. The server's tray shook as he got close. He leaned down and picked up a black chip between two fingers. His shirt cuff was white under the chandelier. The knuckles holding the chip were rough with calluses—the kind you get from years of handling a gun, or cards. Cold, hard, quiet. A black chip in the Vegas underground meant no-limit obedience. Half a million dollars.