Lucy Torres Clepto Novels & Stories

"What happened to his family? I saw the news about it, but Lucian stopped me from watching." "We didn't bring it up with you when you came home because Shiela said it was better if you started the conversation yourself. I only found out through the news. Aside from the leaked videos of Governor Suarez gambling in casinos and clubs like Valiente, more reports surfaced about his corruption. Tons of documents proved it, so he was immediately arrested. He’s still on trial, but with the overwhelming evidence against him, it's clear he’ll rot in jail. His son, Sir Ron, was also implicated as his accomplice," Jessie explained.

I reached for my phone to call Trent, but Lucy snatched it from my hand the moment she saw me. She then tossed it to one of her friends for safekeeping, leaving me stunned. "You've just committed several felonies, Lucy. This is your last warning... Leave!" I repeated. "My God! Lucy, you really ought to show her who's the boss around here!" Lucy seemed to take that as motivation and ripped the necklace off me. It had been a gift from Trent, who had spent a fortune on it at an auction just to please me. "Who are you to tell me to leave? Everything you have right now belongs to my family! You'd still be stuck in that poor village of yours if Trent hadn't fallen for you!" Lucy barked.

When I saw Joseph shut the door behind him, I doubled back and stood outside to eavesdrop on their conversation. "Dad, if Lucy refuses to cooperate, can't we just pick someone else?" My heart hammered in my chest when I heard Joseph's words. I couldn't believe that he wanted to victimize another student! Frank's tone was icy as he said, "Lucy has the best results, so she's our best shot. I'm sure you're aware that our family owes Madison a debt." I turned around and left. My heart was filled with disdain. They owed Madison, yet they wanted to use my life to clear their debt? I couldn't believe it.

Somewhere on the 11th floor, an intern dropped his mug and whispered, “He’s summoning her again.” Cue the flustered arrival of Selena Collins—overworked, underpaid, and currently balancing exactly nine folders, two iced coffees, and the crushing weight of capitalism on her narrow shoulders. “I—I’ve got them!” she gasped, bursting through the doors like a tornado of paper cuts and caffeine. A folder instantly betrayed her, exploding in a blizzard of quarterly reports across the polished marble floor. One page fluttered directly onto Theo’s pristinely shined shoes.

How to maneuver and get past his tricks. Quickly, I stood up but Lucian held me back. I yanked his hand from me forcefully and ran off. He kicked his legs into the air and screamed. “Jace!” I ransacked the library and found that chip. That was the main program to stop this madness and I rushed in and Lucian's eyes were sore. He was watching the madness of the hacker. The display was showing a transfer of all vanguard finance to another account and the process was moving slowly.

Ada, my cheap-as-hell roommate and student rep for our accounting cohort, suddenly started acting weird. "Yo, listen up! Seafood buffet tomorrow night. Bosfa. My treat!" The class went wild. I just stared at her. Whenever we got a buy-one-get-one-half-off deal, Ada always made sure she got the cheaper drink. And now she wanted to pay for dinner for the entire class? Yeah. Something was seriously off. That night, I grabbed my ID and valuables and checked into a hotel near campus, telling everyone I needed quiet to study for exams. The next morning, my phone started buzzing nonstop. I opened the class group chat. It was exploding. Over ninety-nine unread messages. Then Lily called

I could almost feel her fingers tracing paths across my skin, the whisper of her breath against my neck. Unbidden images flooded my mind—tangled limbs, shared breaths, and the intoxicating sensation of two bodies moving as one. I shook my head sharply, trying to dispel the vivid memories. Perhaps I'd simply gone too long without physical release, and my mind was playing tricks on me. But the next moment, as my peripheral vision caught what lay on the nightstand, I froze. The note. The money. I'm sure there was none last night. I was fully awake now, picking up the note that read "Here's your tip. Sorry, I only have this much on me" in elegant handwriting dripping with sarcasm.

"But now you don't have any options. I own the twins, and I will use them to run everything. A loud voice came from behind them just as the tension was at its highest. "Your real enemy is not Carlos Varela." Everyone came to a stop. Lucia Torres, who walked into the clearing, was the voice. She looked like a ghost, and her eyes had a strange glow to them. Diego's surprise quickly turned into a frown. He trusted Lucia, but now it was clear that she had never been loyal. "Hey!" Diego growled and moved ahead. "What are you doing here?"

Alejandro raises a brow, looking puzzled. "Of course, of course," Mr. Lucchese nods. As I'm dragging Alejandro away, I hear Mr. Colombo make a comment, "She's a naughty one, like my Lucia. She can't wait till she's home so she'll be on her knees for him a little earlier." Once we're far enough from the bosses, I finally say, "What the hell is going on?" "What seems to be the problem?" Alejandro sounds irritated. "What's the problem? You're asking me what's the problem? That sleazeball is not only making disgusting comments about his wife but I'm pretty sure she's under 18!"

When a car struck me and sent me flying, blood sprayed everywhere. It resulted in ruptured organs, so I begged my wife, Lucy Hathaway, to take me to the hospital. But she told me to endure it because her younger uncle, Alan Cooper, had surgery that day. To stop me from applying to a foreign institution, Lucy went so far as to lock me in a cold storage room kept at negative twenty degrees Celsius. “The chance to travel abroad has to go to Alan. He has nothing, while you already have all of my love. You should give him your future! “The chill in the storage room will help with your wounds. After Alan finishes his surgery and submits his application, you can go to the hospital.” The pain