Lola And The Millionaires Novels & Stories

" She studied me, then nodded slowly. “Then let’s be smart. I’ll help you.” “Why?” “Because you’re the first person Aarav’s actually looked at in a year,” she said, so simply it made my breath catch. “And because Selene’s ruined enough lives already.” --- Back at the Whitmore estate that afternoon, the vibe was charged. Cameras hummed, staff ran around, and a Parisian couture team brought a dress no one was permitted to glimpse except for Selene and the makeup artist. I attempted to keep my head down, immersing myself in vendor calls and seating chart adjustments.

And now this? “Miss?” I looked up, startled. A man stood before me, his voice vaguely familiar. “I have a job proposal for you.” He said calmly. “What?” “My boss is looking for a wife. A contract wife. You’ll be paid twenty-five million dollars.” I stared at him, my mind struggling to process his words. “Excuse me?” He met my gaze, unflinching. “Would you like to marry Lucas Hawke?”

Liam’s laughter echoed. And there I was… standing on the other side of the road. Invisible. Uninvited. Unwanted. I clutched the small gift still in my bag and stared at the blue balloons I'd bought earlier that day. They were still tied around my wrist. No one saw me. No one ever did. And maybe that was for the better. Maybe if they knew I was his real mother, they'd laugh even more. Maybe Liam would cry in shame.

Lola’s pov, “No, I do not accept,” Lola said. She might have to stay here for a while to get her million dollars but that did not mean she had to become some guy’s property. Certainly not to become a breeding machine like this crazy bird lady just said. “I have no interest in becoming someone’s breeding whore. I am sure this comes as a shock to you because you all seem to be so deep in Noah his ass that you can smell the shit. So please find some other girl to suck on his toes and be his breeding machine because it is not me.”

" Please, do step in, miss.'' He said, opening the giant door and going in, Lola braced herself up and walked in. ~~~~~~ Lola My eyes widened and my lips formed a silent"wow", what I'm seeing now was the least I was expecting, I mean, the interior was a, was a, oh my gosh, I'm seriously unable to put this into words. This is the exact meaning of the word" don't judge a book by its cover." 'Lola another lesson you should remember not to forget. '

"Lola, the truth is…I'm not who you thought I was. I belong to a very powerful family called the Crosses, and I'm the new heir to the business empire. The headquarters is being controlled by my family's butler – Dorian Dean. So you see, I'm a…." "Shut up, you obnoxious lair!" Lola angrily grabbed her pillow and threw it at Alexander's face. "That's it! I can't stand seeing your face right now." She pointed at the bedroom entrance. "I want you to get out! You're sleeping in the living room tonight! Until you stop trying to feed me all this fantasy bullshit, you're not sleeping anywhere near me!" Alexander was speechless. He would have persisted but he could tell that Lola was too tired for th

"Lola? If you need anything, anything at all, don't hesitate to ask. You're not a prisoner here. You're my wife. That means you're protected, respected. No one will hurt you. Not Ethan, not anyone." Then he's gone, closing the door quietly behind him. Lola stands in the center of her beautiful new room and slowly sinks onto the bed. She's married to Ocean Moretti. She's safe from the collection crew. She's alive. But as she looks around the luxurious room, at the expensive furniture and soft bedding, she realizes something. This is still a cage. Just a different one. A prettier cage with a kinder captor. But a cage nonetheless. She didn't choose this. Didn't choose Ocean. She chose survival.

“You’re getting quite audacious!” Lola froze and said, “What are you talking about, honey? I’ve always been very meek.” “Meek? Ha!” He let out a cold laugh. “You already crashed a car into someone’s gate and threatened another person with a dagger! You? Meek?” “…” When Lola thought about it, she couldn’t imagine the gentle Fia doing something like that. She would sometimes watch financial news, so she felt that she had seen Conrad somewhere before. All of a sudden, it hit her and she remembered that he was the heir of the Maxwell’s household, the top household in Gryphon.

“Number of sexual partners?” “Well I've only had a couple of dildos, turns out the latex ones are very sturdy” she replies smiling and Daniel lets out a laugh. Ayden stands up in annoyance and breaks the good mood in the room. “This is not a fucking game, Miss Arya” says the millionaire threateningly. “Get out.” “No, wait, I was just kidding” she clarifies seriously. “I said, what, get out!” he punctuates each word and slams the table.

Lorena takes out a comb that she had bought exclusively for Sara and a beautiful tie of color, begins to comb her hair, when she feels the touch of Lorena's hands, she shudders and begins to tremble. -Shh linda I'm not going to hurt you, I'm going to comb your hair so you can see the sun better, so with your eyes covered it's impossible for you to see how beautiful it looks today. - Sara Stands Still Lorena gently begins to detangle her hair, realizes that Sara is too natural, her hair has no dye, and her color is a pretty beautiful dark brown, and she is envious of her, as a woman who doesn't have a single hint of surgery on her body had earned the deep love of the handsome billionaire bach