Lotm Audrey Novels & Stories

"Misunderstanding? Please. Girls like her, I've seen a million of them. They sneak into a man's bed and then try to use it to threaten the wife. That's her whole game." Audrey's carefully styled hair was a wreck now, her curls pulled loose and messy. She looked out at the crowd, their smirks and whispers cutting into her like knives. Her eyes darted nervously. "I swear, it wasn't me…" Michael just stood to the side, calm as ever. His gaze kept flickering, and I felt it brush past where I was standing. Then his assistant turned on the big screen. The footage rolled. There he was—the bald, beer-bellied creep I'd seen that night, tugging up his pants as he stumbled out of Room 800. Hours later,

~ Audrey ~ “Can you believe it? He’s basically auctioning me off like a horse!” Audrey stomped her feet, making her way out of her walk-in closet. As soon as she stepped into the room, her two best friends, Mikey and Olivia, gasped in awe.

He moaned as the flavors burst on his tongue. “You like?” “Mmhmm…” He hummed with his month full. “Do you like it?” “This is definitely worth the allocation they get.” “You allocate money?” “Yeah. Once in a while.” “That is thoughtful.” “Thanks. The food is bomb though.” “I’m glad you agree.” ** “Alright.” Audrey arrived at Anthony’s front door, she rubbed her palms against her dress, a small clutch and a gift bag in her grasp. She tapped her knuckles against the door before noticing the doorbell.

Lucas said with his hands up in surrender. “Very funny gentlemen, if you’ll excuse me I’ll like to break away from this testerone space.” I said not sparing any of them a glance before walking away. I managed to find the restroom and was about to eneter when I heard the commotion. “Poor Audrey, lost her place in her fathers company to lick the ass of another man who is getting married to another woman. It’s so pathetic don’t you think, Audrey?” A series of giggles broke out, mentally I could count four women including Audrey.

“Audrey's no one important wifey. She's just a client of ours. That's all.” I blinked. “Client? Since when did you decide to get into the fashion industry?” I asked. “Well I recently partnered up with a famous company in Paris that deals with mainly jewelries of all kinds. Gold. Diamonds. Gemstones. You name it. It was a good deal and worth billions for my branch in France.” He explained. “And Audrey is the face of that company called EL. Now do you understand. Our appearance together was only for the recent campaign we're launching and we wanted as much press to gather the story.” I bit my mouth having my mind lead me astray.

My aunt’s frail figure stood in the doorway, her hospital gown washing her out completely, but her eyes burned with something fierce. “Juliette...” Howard hissed, his panic palpable. Juliette ignored him, limping into the room. “He didn’t spend a cent on Audrey.” Her voice trembled with effort, but her words hit like a hammer. “She supported herself from the time she was fourteen. Worked at healing centers. Did odd jobs. Audrey earned her own way.” My entire body went cold. “Is that true...?” I whispered, the world tilting beneath me.

She said she would find her path through the situation while her voice turned into a conspiratorial whisper that hinted she was revealing a secret understood only by seasoned strategists. Audrey's Audacious Plan "Maneuver your way?" I prompted, intrigued. "Audrey, what exactly are you thinking? Could this be a magical solution Audrey has in mind? Her laugh resounded as a vibrant, transparent noise that swept through the dusty office space. "Not magic, Laurel, just... negotiation. Look, they want fifty thousand, right? That's their listed price. But what if they're desperate? Could it be that they would prefer an immediate departure over retaining all their funds?

Her voice rose in anger. Alex's face reddened. “Lucas and Sophia are just friends. Marrying Lucas is a contract, Audrey. Unless you're ready to pay 20 million dollars.” Audrey's teeth ground together, her nose flaring, “Send me the account details.” Their eyes went wide. Audrey's confidence was something else. “You’re paying 20 million?” Oliver repeated, brows furrowed in disbelief. Audrey rolled her eyes, “when you're ready, send the account details to me.” She pushed past Alex, her shoulder brushing his.

Audrey whispered softly, a tear escaping down her cheek. She stepped closer, then adjusted the thick blanket up to Aurora’s chest. Her heart felt as if it were sliced by a blade seeing the condition of the woman in front of her. How could a girl who used to be so cheerful and full of laughter when they were still together in Boston, now turn into an empty body shattered from being trapped between two Calloway men? A father and a son who both possessed a love that was too thick and destructive. Audrey wiped her tears roughly, she deeply missed Aurora’s old smile, a smile without burdens before the vortex of money and power destroyed her mind.

Audrey's POV: Sienna recovered almost instantly. "Oh, Audrey," she sighed dramatically, placing one hand over her heart. "You have no idea how much we've missed you. Haven't we, Mom?" No wonder she is an actress. I maintained my neutral expression while internally rolling my eyes at her theatrical display. I had no desire to play along with their pretense of family unity. But for Margaret's sake, I'd maintain a cold civility. Nothing more. Eleanor's lips thinned into a tight line as she observed our interaction.