Novel & Cerita Golden Boy

She asked as her maid serve us juice "Let's skip that for now Marth..Any deal on ground"I replied with a Smirk 😎 "Do you know about the GOLD's "She asked "Nope I am not that current for now.. You know I just came back to my normal self.. "The GOLD's are Gideon, Ousbert, Liam and Desmond.. They are brothers from the Lavent family and trust me when I say they are stinking rich.. Their wealth rank after the Coles"She explained "Seriously??

The recording kept playing while Mom's chest heaved with rage. She really didn't expect this—not from her so called golden child. "Katerina Kovarik, you better explain this right now! That $500,000—was I just being stingy?" "Didn't I give it all to you?! What, did my money just vanish into thin air?!" Her voice shook. "I'm telling you, if you won't take me back to Amiraka, then GIVE ME MY MONEY BACK!" Mom shoved her hand in Katerina's face, yelling.

it showed my broad shoulders and my neck, I sat in the room getting ready for the dinner, my hair was curled in loss waves, with two strands pulled back, I went with long gold earring with hanging shimmering straps and a simple bracelet to match it. My makeup was light and mainly nude, the only exception was the winged eyeliner that made my sleepy eyes the star of the show, with soft gold eye color and pinkish nude my look was done, I looked at myself in my reflection and I was pretty amazed, I looked good, my gaze fell down my neck and I saw the empty spot on my neck were my mate should one day mark me, I felt my heart hurting at the memories that flashed in front of my eyes, it was this ve

Golden boy explained. I was silent for a moment, trying to process everything he was saying. "I don't like this," I said, balling my hands into fists. "I've got no values to protect." "Yeah, but you do have Ronnie," Golden boy said, causing me to look up at him. "She's also your family. Boys are gonna hit on her. She's gonna get tons of attention from everyone, including your enemies. You wouldn't just stand aside and let them have their way with her, would you?"

But the way people moved aside for him, the way even the other alphas stepped back, told me everything I needed to know. This was someone powerful. "Ten gold from the hooded bidder," the trader said, his voice suddenly nervous. Garrett's scarred face went dark. "Twelve." "Twenty." The hooded man didn't hesitate. Gasps ran through the crowd. Twenty gold pieces could buy a house. A farm. A whole herd of cattle. Garrett looked like he wanted to rip someone's throat out. His hand went to the knife at his belt. "Twenty-five." "Fifty."

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞

My best friend is known throughout the school as a woman of integrity. So, when she's offered a coveted spot in Austin University's special admissions list, she rejects it in front of the principal, our homeroom teacher, and the top students in our grade. She explains, "I've worked hard for all these years just to take the college entrance exam fairly. Taking a shortcut like this would just be unfair to me and everyone who has been preparing for the exam." Everyone is moved by her words. However, I know something they don't. Yesterday, she was clutching the admissions brochure in our dorm room. She was so excited that she didn't sleep at all. She refused only because she wanted the school

Please, heal me. After betting with Darryl last night, Golden Lion Paladin was not bothered at first. He thought Darryl was only bluffing. However, soon he felt something was wrong and there was a tingling sensation all over his body; it lasted the entire night. Golden Lion Paladin was tortured terribly until he felt like he was almost dying. He realized Darryl really was Maser Franklin’s descendant, so he hurried over to Darryl’s room early in the morning to beg for mercy.

Felix introduced enthusiastically. Byron added, "Mr. Gold is a wealthy businessman from Aston. He owns half the shops in Centropolis, and has vast overseas assets and investment funds. If he weren’t so low-key, he'd definitely be on the Forbes Billionaires List every year." Frederick smiled politely. "Mr. Gold, you look barely over thirty. Truly impressive!" A beautiful woman nearby with a noticeable baby bump snorted disdainfully, "My husband is too kind-hearted, always bringing all sorts of riffraff to his side. Don’t think saying a few nice words will make you part of our family!"

The gems lit up, began their opening notes. Rain shivered as unearthly music, barely heard and intensely felt, vibrated in the air. Designed to physically pleasure the listener, the sounds shivered with the radiance of the aurora, seductively sweet. Piercing. Addictive. Rain shivered. She hadn’t meant to make the Bell. It was supposed to be a gate key, a door to the Dark Lands that would allow her to take a peek without being trapped. She realized too late that one actually had to go the Dark Lands before it could be set, which was problematic, since she’d had no intention of applying for her green card. By then she’d been addicted, unable to abandon her seductive little toy. The idea of it