Koki El Millonario Novels & Stories

she glared angrily at him. Santiago stood to his feet and brought out his card which he placed on the counter “I will never ask that from you. I respect you enough not to ask that from you, it’s just that I...” he was going to explain his predicament but thought that she wouldn’t understand “I just need a girlfriend badly” he said. “You’re rich, so get yourself one” she spat then began packing the plates and cups they used. “I know this is a lot to ask but call me when you change your mind Joan” he turned to leave but stopped in his tracks and turned to her “I don’t need a mistress and if I did, I don’t need to ask” he winked then turned and left the café.

“So what do you say?” I gulp. “No.” He raises a brow. “No?” “Absolutely not.” I say more firmly. “I’m not something you can keep.” “A million dollars.” He murmurs, leaning closer. My heart skips a beat. “Be my personal whore,” he continues, voice low, “and I’ll pay you a million dollars. Monthly.”

He obviously can't finish all of it. A maid stepped forward and served both of us. For a while, silence reigned. Only the soft clinking of cutlery broke the air. "You still haven't told me your name." I heard Dominic ask not sparing me a glance. "Elena." "Elena" He repeated as if he was testing my name on his lips. I could have lied to him and told me another name but I knew better than to do that. If he later finds out, how then do I get my revenge??

I walked straight to the bar, leaving the champagne drink on the table as the bartender smiled at me. “The Macallan M Black, neat,” the bartender nodded and handed the drink to me. I consumed it as fast as it was served. Letting the heat of it warm me up from the inside. “Keep it coming,” I said as I gave him a hundred-dollar tip. He nodded as he handed me my second glass.

Liam coldly said glaring at Mila. Mia's expression darkened upon hearing that, and she didn't need to ask anyone to know Liam was referring to her as cheap. And the insult from Liam stung her pretty deeply, she had to respond to him. With a frown on her face, she glared at Liam coldly. "Who are you calling cheap, you bastard?" Mila said disdainfully. Taking her gaze off Liam, she looked at Mr Harper and arrogantly announced, "I'm Mila Lopez, my grandfather is Mr Rodrigo Lopez, I demand you throw this bastard out of your restaurant, now." She ordered, thinking that Mr Harper would do as she had ordered because her family was powerful, and no one wanted problems with them.

Back Story. Richard Underhill was the new topic of conversation in New York. No one could escape the fact that the 25-year-old man was turning over a hundred million dollars in stockpiles. The young risk capitalist had an extremely successful year, and he had doubled his fortune within six months. Richard was the handsome, mysterious underdog with black hair and gray eyes that came from nothing and made a name for himself. He's tall, strong, and sharp, and many women had their eyes fixed upon him.

“You drank like you wanted to disappear. And when I tried to leave you there, you followed me.” I gasped, shaking my head. “You’re lying!” He walked over to the table and pulled something from his wallet. A black card. He tossed it onto the bed beside me. "There's money in it. Take it. Treat yourself to something nice. Tell it's a gift for the night." The tears I'd held back finally fell. "What kind of man are you?" I demanded in amazement. "I don't want your money. I'm not that type of woman!"

Mary Jane took a deep breath as she walked over to Ethan and Clifford’s table. The cosy café, with its warm lighting and comforting smells, suddenly felt too big and too small all at once. Her heart raced, and she wiped her sweaty palms on her apron. Ethan Cogsworth wasn’t just any customer; he was a billionaire, known for his powerful place in the business world. And she was just a barista, trying to get by.

Damien's eyes curved into a smile, and the corners of his mouth slightly lifted, "That's good." Felix looked at his smile, trembled and chattered his teeth, "Damien, please don't smile like that. It scares me." Tuchel, Bernard and the others felt sorry for Felix. As they all know, apart from being known as the richest man in New York, he also has another title: King of Hades. If Hades smiles at you, it's not a good omen. Unfortunately, they were all wrong this time. Damien didn't have a fit and instead glanced back at Jane standing at the door, "Why are you standing there?"

Carmen quickly added. Coco was overwhelmed, and she was on the verge of passing out. She knew the Gomez family was wealthy, but she hadn’t realized they could simply give out millions like that. "No way, it’s too much. You don’t need to give me such a big gift. How about..." Coco started, thinking of suggesting a few thousand dollars, but considering the Gomez family's wealth, she realized that might be too little. So she said, "How about one million, just as a token?"