Life Span Club Novels & Stories

We all are beaten and now even you are from me and Viraj. " What club? " " OPH club. Over Possessive Husband club. Welcome to it. I being the president of the club grant you the lifetime membership of this club." " Lifetime?? What are the charges??" I asked. " Just be over-possessive and protective Husband. " He laughed. " Great !! You are president?? Wow!!" " Yes till now... Until you want to be. " He said and we burst out laughing. " You all have been beaten by your wife's brother?? "

In any case, since Zayn had already asked the question, she could only reply, “The Medusa Dames is a club established two centuries ago, and it’s considered one of the top clubs in the world.” She paused for a moment before she reluctantly blurted out the question, “Sergeant Larson, have you really not heard of our club before? The Medusa Dames can’t compare to the big four clubs, we’re not too shabby.” Having to say such a thing, Cyrene felt rather dejected. Of the various clubs, the Medusa Dames were quite famous. Still, Zayn had genuinely never heard of them before, so she believed that her fellow members would be pissed off if they were to hear about this.

she replies cryptically, smirking as if amused by her secrecy. Adrianna's curiosity is piqued, but before she can press further, one of Victoria's friends, a slim, brunette, leans in eager to fill the silence with gossip. “You know,” she begins conspiratorially, “this club has its reputation. Rumor has it, it was built four years ago. Only the rich have access.” “It's not rare, here in Los Angeles,” Adrianna tells her, her face slightly unimpressed. She fills half of her glass with whisky and gulps it down to calm her nerves.

Marcus looks into my eyes and deadpans, "Two million" I take a step back in shock. Marcus' arm firmly wrapped around my waist prevents me from going any further. "Two million. You mean a single ticket sells for two million pounds?" "Yes, sweetness. Remember, it is only open to wealthy, exclusive clients. Even better, there's a private lounge within the club. Clients pay five million to gain membership for a year." "What?!" I spit. "There are hungry children in Africa and people spend five million on a strip club? That is just outrageous, Marcus. Extremely outrageous."

"I am not cutting you out, Lee. I offer you as much work as you show up for which is less and less. You want the good jobs, but you don't show up for anything but your payday. You aren't club anymore, you are Lee." "I've put my life into this club!" "Being here while the club was here isn't putting your life into it. PER put his life into it. He lived and breathed the club. For you it was something extra in your life. You left the club behind years ago." Lee turned and picked up an ashtray, throwing it across the room. "You weren't even a cumstain in your mothers panties when I was giving my life to this club!" Lee raged. "I have been here! I helped make this club what it is today!"

Lily immediately recognized it and exclaimed, "Isn't that the card for 'Diohn Club'!?" Everyone was surprised to hear this. "Diohn Club" is a highly exclusive and unique VIP club located in Cloud City. Unlike typical entertainment venues, it only accepts special guests who can enter by invitation card. These cards are sporadically issued by the enigmatic owner of "Diohn Club" and are auctioned off in limited quantities. Even celebrities find it difficult to gain entry.

Chapter 58 Augustus's POV She looked beautiful as always, I could not wrap my head around just how lucky I had gotten in this lifetime. Olivia was young, and ready to give me her life. The only downside was I had only three years, three years to convince her that this was where she belonged. Occasionally, the lines of the agreement that we have made blurred in the face of our emotions, but I couldn't get the idea of her leaving soon from the back of my mind.

Then, with a serious expression, he said, “Eve, now that you’re back, everything here will be under your management.” I froze for a moment, looking up at him. Memories I had long buried flooded back. My mother came from one of Europa’s oldest and most powerful financial families, and I was the sole legitimate heir. For Lewis, however, I had given it all up years ago and rejected every call to return. For so long, I had believed Grandpa must have been disappointed in me that I had failed both my birthright and my responsibility. Yet now, standing here broken, he looked at me with nothing but concern.

Adrian stepped forward, yanked the door open, and dragged me out by the wrist. "You think announcing your retirement means this industry will let you disappear? The footage is blurry. If you show up at the press conference tonight and say it was you celebrating your wedding a little too wildly, the media will move on. You have the innocent golden-girl image. A small scandal will be written off as you finally being human." His grip tightened. "But Chloe is at the peak of her career. A scandal like this would destroy her luxury contracts overnight." I stared at him, unable to believe what I was hearing.

"Since you’ve been reborn too, there’s no need for me to explain everything. Tell me the truth!" In the previous life, he had almost told me. We had been so close to changing the ending. Unfortunately, Elan shook his head. "When it comes to the truth, I just noticed a contradiction. For example, in my memories, I’m a fresh graduate this year, right? But in my head, I have memories of several years of annual galas. Every scene is different." I froze. "Annual galas happen once a year. You only joined the company this year. How could you have memories of several years of galas?"