Lila Murphy Novels & Stories

“I was hoping we could discuss the upcoming investor’s gala.” I watched as she placed a manicured hand on his desk, leaning in slightly. Lucas barely reacted. “Not now, Veronica.” She pouted, but her eyes flickered toward me. “Oh, is this…?” “My wife,” Lucas said flatly. “Lily, this is Veronica Hayes, head of PR.” Veronica’s lips curled into a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Oh, how lovely. It’s such a pleasure to meet you, Lily.”

"You know why I'm here, Michael. Have you been able to convince her to give you the entirety of her trust fund?" She was referring to Lyla's trust fund. We had a lot of plans with that amount of money. Lyla kept on saying that the money would be kept for our future children, but there was nothing like future children. I knew she was barren. Or more specifically, I knew that Kendra had made her barren by the little drugs she slipped into her food for the past six years. It would be hard for Lyla to conceive which means that I have to get the entire money from her.

So I have to be on time for the meeting. —Okay, go, I love you, take care of yourself. "I love you too, see you," Luciana said before hanging up and immediately leaving for the company. She had arrived a few minutes before the meeting, and when she was in the hallway that went to the meeting room she heard crying, which was He was surprised, he followed the sound and found a small girl, beautiful, with black hair and waves, her eyes were brown and she had a beautiful mole near her nose on the left side of her face that was under her secretary's desk.

Lena's POV. I needed a slap, a hard slap that would catch me off guard. A pinch, a bruise, anything to wake me from the dream I thought I was trapped in. “Are you kidding?” I muttered. “Look around you, does this place look like I'd be lying when I got important things to do. I looked around the corner and clutched my hands together. She was right and I was confused even further. “Can I get a minute alone?” I said.

--------------- Los Angeles, California ------------------------Lily's hospital ( Same evening) " Faryah" I called as I happily walked into her room and found her groaning in pain and holding her forehead. " Are you okay?" I panicked as I rushed closer to her and tapped the red button on her bed that alarmed the doctor as I kept the coffee on her bedside table. She was in terrible pain. " Goodness, what's going on?" I panicked again as I watched her groan louder and the doctor finally arrived with nurses as they injected something into her. I watched as she finally calmed down and took a deep breath and batted her eyes as she looked at us well. "I have been waiting for that to happen" Mike b

I think that as I get out of the elevator but stop in my tracks as I see Lily's back. I am 6 feet tall and even in heels Lily's reaches my neck but she still looks tall without it. She is neither too slim or fat. She is in prefect shape with prominent cheek on oval shape face and heart shaped lips. She has figure with curves on right places. And that curves are on perfect display because of the outfit she wore today. She has on tight black full sleeve top with red pencil skirt and black heels. Her hairs are open but as she turn slightly I see she has braided little strands on front.

The men found this amusing, and their laughter added to the women's shame. Amira ate only to sustain her strength for the goal she had set for herself: to kill her captors . She would not speak to her companions or listen to their fearful wailings. Dala tried to comfort her, but she could not tolerate any kindness and would not even speak to her. Her shame was too great, her bitterness too new. Wisely, Dala gave up for the time being.

“If I had his kind of money, you’d never hear from me again.” Before I could respond, Lilac returned, a latte in one hand and a business card in the other. She slid into the booth beside Ariana with a smug grin plastered on her face. “Well?” Ariana and I leaned forward expectantly. “She’s a real estate agent,” Lilac said, holding up the card like a trophy. “Name’s Hailey. Thirty-two. Single. Lesbian.” She grinned wider. “And now, potentially interested in yours truly.” Ariana gasped dramatically. “Lilac! You’re unstoppable.”

Riley's brow furrowed as she had no recollection of the manager ever telling her this. “Miss Riley, that was two hours ago. I'm sorry that I haven't informed you until now. Because there were so many guests who came here.” Riley looked disappointed but took the list given by the manager in front of her. She sat comfortably in a special room that was designed for her. Madam Lyla herself was the woman Riley had followed for that one year, they had a student and teacher relationship. Madam Lyla followed her husband to work abroad. Meeting madam Lyla was Riley's wish because women who are a little fat are very hard to find.