Koki El Millonario Novels & Stories

“This has to be a joke.” Kellen’s smile widened, cruel and devoid of warmth, the scar on his face pulling at the corner of his mouth. “Jail is a joke to you, too, right?” “This is absurd!” I protested, voice rising. “Absurd?” His eyes sparkled with sinister amusement. “Like every slave contract ever written.” I glared, shaking my head in disbelief. “I can’t cook,” I shot back, desperate to undermine his ridiculous demands. “I don’t care,” he said without hesitation. “But my food better taste as good as I do.”

"No, Grimes, I can't get enough. And, by the way, I'll be very clear: I'll only tell you everything that happened, everything, when you pay for it." I stared at her, dumbfounded. "Pay for it? What do you want, Alessia?" She smiled mischievously, as if she already knew the answer. "What do I want? Well, it's nothing you can't afford. One hundred thousand dollars." She paused, watching my reaction. "That's right. You're a billionaire CEO, right? You won't care about a sum like that, will you?" I stood still, staring at her with hatred and disbelief. "One hundred thousand dollars?" I repeated, my voice tense. "You destroyed my life for... for five thousand dollars. Now you want a hundred thousa

I gasped, blinking disbelievingly. Mr. Stevens cleared his throat. "Mr. Montero was a very wealthy man, Miss Mills. A billionaire to be exact. And before his untimely death, he left a sizable sum to you." My knees tried to go out from underneath me, and I leaned against the doorframe to stay upright. A billionaire? Torin? How the hell—the man I knew lived in a compound, not a mansion. He rode a motorcycle, not flew in a private jet. "How… How much?" I managed to croak out.

their eyes met, Demetrio breathed, trying to control the excitement of seeing her again, even though it had only been a day, he missed her and a lot. "Can we talk, Evangelina?" he asked, and everyone's mouth fell open, even Evangelina's horrible aunt, who couldn't believe that a man as handsome and millionaire as Demetrio Laurenti was there. "Are you Demetrio Laurenti?" asked Eva's cousin in amazement. There was no one who didn't know him, he was the man who had created the most apps, and he was also the heir to a fortune. "Yes, nice to meet you," he smiled and greeted everyone pleasantly.

Montana I wanted to scream but I couldn't even open my mouth it felt like I was hypnotized, he is Dominican El-Marciano, the son of the unshakable Drug lord, right now I could feel beads of sweat running down from my forehead, my blood stopped running immediately, how did I end up in the house of the Maciano's, I couldn't take it anymore the air-conditioned was on but I am sweating so bad that I started dating myself with my own hand

Salvatore stood by her as she watched Roman drizzle truffle oil in a dish of clam chowder made of the freshest ingredients. The Tumbler was a showcase of the finest Pacific Northwest cuisine. Their locally sourced produce and seafood were top of the line, and she couldn’t wait to try the lineup the chef would prepare for them this evening. When they were finally seated, she was a ball of energy and happiness. Salvatore looked at her as if she were made of gold and asked, “Are you enjoying yourself, Miss Black?” “Enjoying myself is an understatement! But I thought we were past the formality of last names.”

I shout, losing my posture. "Yes, and maybe if it's not too much to ask, I can..." trying to speak while ignoring me. "Do you want money?" Maciel asks impatiently, then reaches for a checkbook in his drawer and writes down an amount, whatever it is, this man became a millionaire in seconds, and when Maciel hands it over, I see his eyes light up." This is the amount for Aline's stay here until it is decided whether she lives or dies and Marco marries your daughter.

She never saw him speaking Italian so fluently. "Well..well I have such a masterpiece. I never thought I would show it to anyone so unexpectedly but if you insist so....I already have someone who bet 1 million dollars on it. If you can bet more, then it will be yours" Puollo was a rich leech who had some amazing dresses in the world but he was a sucker for money. "Okay, show me" he told him and Puollo gleamed with joy. While Veronica's eyes turned saucers.

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.

"Ah, this is Lamborghini Veneno, the newest model." "Wow! How much it is?" I look at him, he smiles. Please stop smiling. I might fall for you. But, hey, that's not my feeling. It might be this body reflects. Even though I'm Kofi in Kelly's body, I think Kelly has a crush on this guy. I see him slowly bring his face near my ear and then whisper. "435.5 M" My eyes widen, and I look at him from head to toe. 435.5 Million Pesos! How rich is this guy? Is he even a model? "Hey, you are dazing off again. Come on. We're going to be late." He snaps his finger to wake me up, and I shake my head and hurriedly get in his car.