Koki El Millonario Novels & Stories

said aunty Nana with disbelief . " I am sorry for the late introduction madam . I am the crown prince of Spain . My full name is a bit too long so you can simply call me Diego ! " said Diego with a smile . Aunty Nana couldn't believe her ears when she heard Diego's words . The famous prince who everyone had been waiting for had let the king wait just so that he could have some pizza in her fast food . " Y....Y.....Your Highness ! I am sorry for being impolite ! " said aunty Nana when she remembered everything that she had said .

, Gale told Eloisa and she rolled her eyes and walked ahead while stamping her heels on the cement road. Gale just shook his head to see Eloisa leaving him. He knows exactly how to handle her especially when it comes to sexual desires. Even she's mad to search on him, a little kiss and pampering touch will make her calm. Cassandra saw the man behind Eloisa and this man looks familiar. She has no idea if he's a celebrity or just a famous guy. She saw his face somewhere, maybe in the newspaper. "Aha, I finally remember this guy! He is the richest chef in New York and he owned a famous Resto here in Makati. Lucy didn't mention her husband's name." Cassandra said while scratching her neck.

ariel:- now give your 200 million dollars to us. old man:- I will see you, you can't escape you will pay back you son of bitch. guard take him with themselves, and he was very angry. ariel:- thanks for playing with me, it's so fun to play with you, old man, I think you never going to forget me, that kind of romantic. the girl was confused, how did she get rich in just a few min. from 5 million to 200 million, she was shocked and she didn't fully know how he cheated.

Milli grinned at them while Willow and Gracie giggled and kept glancing between Milli and Lloyd as they were toting Emily’s things to their Jeep. Camille nodded, then smiled at Lloyd. “Just do everything Tank would do and you’ll have fun. Bye.” A torturous ten minutes later, Milli finally declared she was ready. Lloyd had spent the time cracking open and eating the pecans she had in a bowl on the counter. Milli eyed him and laughed. “Cannibal.” “What?” He stared at her confused as she swept the shells away from in front of him and into her hand. “You are what you eat. Hard on the outside, meaty and sweet on the inside.”

I grinned, leaned forward, and whispered it aloud, my voice slinking around the numbers like silk. “Four hundred million dollars.” The sound of it made me giggle, an almost giddy sound bubbling out of me. I swayed in my seat, tipsy not from the wine but from the intoxicating thought of my extra wealth. Four hundred million. Mine. Every penny of it ripped from under Marcelo Bernardo’s nose. Marcelo. The great, merciless mafia lord. So feared. So respected. And yet, his bride-to-be had stripped him bare without him even realizing it. The irony was delicious.

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??

she said and sat back on her chair looking at them. Joaquin ate a cookie first and then took a sip of the coffee. Then he extended another cookie towards her, she smiled widely because she never says no to sweet things. She stood up from her chair excitedly and sprinted toward him but in the process her hand knocked off Emiliano's cup of coffee spilling all the coffee on his documents and her hand too making her hiss loudly.

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?"