Little Star Of The Tycoons Romane & Geschichten

Never in her wildest dreams had she thought that her kindness would be tainted by others. "3 million!" "3.1 million!" At that moment, the price of Starry Metal had been raised to more than 3 million. "5 million!" At that moment, a very arrogant voice traveled into the ears of the crowd. The Genetic Fighters turned to look in the direction of the voice and noticed a young lad who looked extraordinary walking into the auction. "That's the young master of the Tay family, one of the top three families of East Base City. He’s Quack Tay."

Emily chimed in. I chuckled to myself, relieved they weren’t saying anything negative about me. I thought, “Everyone talks about the tycoon’s daughter. Wow, I’m like a celebrity, and soon everyone will know who I am.” Just then, I coughed and stepped out from where I was hiding, giving them a cheeky smile. They stared at me as if they’d seen a ghost. “Oh my gosh, we were just talking about you, Audrey, the tycoon’s daughter!” Jessica exclaimed, causing my heart to race. I opened my mouth but couldn’t find the words, my eyes wide with fear as I thought, “How could they know I’m the tycoon’s daughter?”

Devo smirked. I opened the door for Isabella at the truck. She climbed into her seat and sighed. It must have felt like such a long day for her. After I drop Niles and Devo off, I’m going to take her home, run a warm bath for her, and pamper her all night. As soon as we started moving, I explained that Isabella was a mafia princess and had been betrothed to Antonio. “Holy shit,” Devo expressed. “Was that the dude who was at the rally?”

“It’s probably just some guy getting caught with blow or a hooker. Happens every season.” “Still,” Tyler mutters, drumming his fingers against his beer glass. “She said ‘big star.’ That’s not just some fourth-liner getting caught pissing in an alley.” My stomach twists, but I force myself to stay relaxed, taking another sip of my drink.

Cristiano “Is the car ready?” I asked Lorenzo standing beside me and he nodded in response. I gulped my drink down my throat, watching the whore strolled down the staircase in a transparent low drop green dress. She didn’t disappoint in her looks. Always ready to show the world she was a whore. I didn’t fucking care if she was embarrassing me and smearing our family name in the gutter. Heck, I didn’t care if she followed me naked to the party as long as she doesn’t try her stupid tricks on me tonight.

‘’I need a favour from you" ‘’Whatever you wish ,my lord!!’’ I said and did a curtsy , or tried to do it. ‘’Okay, I need two favours now. First, do not ever-like ever and I mean it-do the curtsy without seeing pride and prejudice first ,since you are so not good at it . Second, I need you to do a gig tomorrow since it is my birthday and my friends and I like your music a lot -do not worry about dad. I have told him that you will be on leave that day and will be doing a gig in a bar I have already booked and you will be paid. Of course , of course’’

He said, blowing me a kiss, and then hung up without even saying goodbye. I looked at the phone on my hands in surprise. Wow! Who the hell did this guy think he was? "The nerve of this guy!" All I wanted was a stupid contract and a good time, not an irritating idiot. Men. Always had something stuck up their sorry asses. Especially the rich ones. Dinner? Red dress? Oh we was going to get more than dinner. He was going to get just what he deserved. And I was sure I had a brand new red dress somewhere, that was perfect for the occasion.