Lou Miller Novels & Stories

I got a headache an hour later still with so many questions racing through my head. Thinking of such things wasn't going to help and I sat up straight on my bed. I picked up my laptop and googled the company Miller Inc. I froze immediately when the company's building came into view. Along with the achievements about the company in just a year and a half. And, looking down, I saw his photo. My breath hitched and raced up. The C.E.O of Miller Inc. Jack Miller.

she replied. "Hold up." I ended the call and clicked on the first notification I saw. It led me to a website, and the first thing I saw were stupid ads and then a caption. [ The president of Miller Groups Alfred Miller was recently seen with rising star, supermodel, and actress Catherine Rodriguez. These two were seen having lunch in a cafe and, after that, were hugging it out in the parking lot. ]

The internet was losing its mind because the quiet nursing student was throwing major shade at the famous State Rebel. Miller leaned over my shoulder and looked at the bright screen. A massive grin spread across his face as the notification numbers hit triple digits. "Well, you just set the trap," Miller said over the loud music. He clinked his plastic cup against my cold can. "Let's see how long it takes for the star player to bite."

“Consider it done. What’s the name of the artist?.” “Lola Coker,” Chloe said but raised an eyebrow when she felt Miller’s member harden the more in her hands. She suddenly got curious... does Brett Miller want Lola? Her mischievous mind started working fast as she had another idea. “Maybe I could let you play around with her for a while before you throw her out,” Chloe suggested.

"That you were obsessed with Backstreet Boys in eighth grade. I know the street address of your first boyfriend, your niece's name, your roommate's phone number." He drew back suddenly. I shrank under his calculative gaze. I felt so…naked. "I have record of each breath you've ever taken, Bella." "Stalker." I stated. He snorted, before placing his hand on his chest, over his heart, and faked a painful moan. "Oh Bella," He mocked, "That hurt." So, Mariano Rivera was capable of sarcasm. I glared at him. "Do you…know everything?"

He pointed at me, "The soon-to-be president of Styles Company, Dave Mendez." His eyes widened in disbelief and he turned to Lena who nodded at him in confirmation of Nixon's words. He stood from his seat and came to stand in front of me. "It's so nice to finally meet you, sir. I'm Austin Miller, I work as a model. I've heard a lot about your company and it has been one of my biggest dreams to work with you." "That's nice." I checked the time on my watch. "I would love to stay and talk to you but I have to leave now. My driver is also running late and I'm getting late for my appointment."

Standing against him would cost them their lives and families. Lucifer Miller ruled the mafia world. His connections were higher and stronger than what these small businessmen did. He had thousands of men ready to die for him. Not to ignore the ammunition he possessed. Lucifer Miller was the father of dark world that no one... Mark it, no one could stand in front of him. And whoever did, died already.

People flooded the comment section. “Noah Miller? This name sounds so good… I love it!” “Cutie, I’m going to walk you down the aisle someday.” “Get his business account up and working. Mama’s going to pump money into your account!” “He is definitely a rising star. I can sense he’s going to get very far in the future!” “X Entertainment really knows how to scout! Josh Batton, Jay Corben, Morty Wayne, and now Noah Miller. They’re all unique in their way.”

I asked dad. “He’s waiting for his Luna,” dad smiled. We head down to the ceremony, they played an instrumental song, Ed Sheeran’s “Thinking Out Loud”, I love that song, at least it keeps things flowing, just hearing crickets would make it all worse I’d think. “Are you ready Remi?” Mia asked. “Together?” I ask. “Together,” Mia replied. “I’m so thankful for you Mia, that I have you to confide in and be there with me no matter what.”

I felt the being in me spur but I clenched my fist to hold myself back. “Eleanor, not now...not here please...” I pleaded with myself as I took deep breaths to calm myself. “Choose one Arthur Murray.” Arthur looked at me briefly and then at Samantha. He must choose one. He must save one head. Me or Samantha Jo. His past or his present. My chest thudded hard against my ribs as I waited, not sure what exactly I should hope for his answer to be. But then he said, “You choose the terms but I choose the day. Exactly two weeks from today and you will combat my Luna.”