Cidnha Mine Novels & Stories

I have major 7 working centres all over the world. One in each continent. I own many 7 and 5 starts casinos and hotels all over the world. These casinos easily turn my black money into white. These businesses are for the world to see. Inside i run my own world. I supply submissives to the richest people. Everyone have there kinks and most of them loves to Fuck and kill. Woman are best for such business. Easily broken, my work is to break the woman emotionally and sell her on high rates.

Kimberly was impressed with the cabin once she got inside. It was simple and had a homey touch to it. There was a fireplace in the living room to keep them warm at night, two sofas and a recliner which can certainly accommodate the six of them comfortably, a small dinning room close to the living room and then there is a kitchen.

If Shin wasn't his lover, maybe Redric had eaten the girl alive. 'BABY HATCH' Shin immediately snapped out of his reverie when she passed the place labeled 'Baby Hatch'. It is a baby dump box. Although controversial, but the Swiss government has opened Baby Hatch in 2001 in the city of Einsiede. What now made Shin surprised was when she saw an old woman who was sneaking around with a baby, then quickly put the baby into a box labeled 'Baby Hatch'. And the woman immediately ran leaving the baby. Yeah, she dumped the baby!

What solution could there be to getting two hundred thousand in three weeks? "There's this site you can make money from." She started and my face immediately fell. "Oh please, Trish. A dollar or two isn't what's going to help me pay that amount of money in three weeks." "Let me land, Caily Galileo." She grumbled with a small pout of annoyance at my interception. I pressed my lips into a thin line and let her continue speaking but I didn't have much interest anymore. "This site is a private site but I can share you the link. You are not allowed to share it to others though. On this site, you can meet with elite men who..."

That old man said from another couch. The speaker: 500, 000. A red-haired woman; 700, 000. The speaker: 700, 000 going. The old man: 2 million. Everyone gasped. The speaker: 2 million, any other bidder? Hall silent. The speaker: 2 million it is then. (A loud applause went over the hall.) "That's great," Madeline said. She doesn't stop talking until I release a bullet on her fucking skull. The speaker: The second Jewelry.

Zane didn’t answer. “Since you seem to know everything happening, I wondered if you knew who it’s from?” “No,” he replied. “But they’re inside. They’re close.” Joana looked at him, something unreadable in her gaze. Then she folded her brush into a towel, stood and gestured to him silently. She led him down two corridors, through the back of the wine cellar, and into a narrow service hall he’d never noticed. “This was built before the last war,” she said.

Beep, beep, beep... Riley hit the snooze button on her phone. Five minutes later, the same annoying alarm sounded, and this time, she didn't ignore it. It was 6 A.M. and she knew she needed to shower and get ready for her breakfast date with Ethan. As she got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom, she heard her phone vibrate, so she ran over and grabbed it to see, "Good morning, beautiful. Meet me at the diner in town for 8?". She beamed and replied with a "heart emoji, see you then," text right back. She placed her phone back down and grabbed her towel, heading for the shower.

THE NEXT DAY I woke up very early; there was still nobody outside; I opened my link metal with Niza, —Nice? I said in a calm and serene voice. —Your Highness, is something wrong? — she answered me exalted. —No, everything is fine; I just wanted to inform you that I am going for a walk. I will go to Chenek lake; I have a lot to think about. I will be alone,— I said, sighing. —Very well, your highness, I will be on my way,— he answered me. —It's not necessary; I'll be fine,— I said and ran our link.

The person replied. Nina. My oldest and longest client. She calls me every now and then to revise her will. She is a woman in her mid 60’s and had been fighting cancer for 4 years now. She is convinced that she will die and calls me once a month. She was one of my first clients, actually. I know her family and they know me. Nina is an amazing woman. She along with her husband, launched one of the biggest companies in the world. They had nothing when they started out and now, the entire world is at their feet. Beckett Inc. is a multinational company that is worth billions. She is my, well, a big shot client.

I paste on a neutral face for no one. Back at my desk, the chat bubble appears. CB_OFFICE: Thanks for moving fast on the boutique order. Add one more set—the red slip in smaller size. Returning client prefers adaptability. ME: Done. CB_OFFICE: Good work, A. A again. Not Alie. Not Ms. Lynds. A, like a secret nickname in a mouth I can't see.