Mami Rent A Gf Novels & Stories

I didn’t need to be on the streets like Mickey though, my glory would be quiet. Mother led us to the upper floor and then to a large deck overlooking the lake. The view was spectacular. It still wasn’t worth $30k a year to sit for a few hours a week. “Ladies, I brought my daughters today, I hope you don’t mind,” mother said, tipping her head to several she-wolves already engrossed in their adult beverages. “My Celia is never interested in lunch! If she only knew what she was missing,” one of them laughed, the others quickly laughed as well. I had to admit it was … odd. Very odd.

I could almost feel the flutter of movement—or probably my imagination since the baby’s too young yet—but either way, it made my chest tighten with both affection and fear. “Mommy’s sorry, okay?” I whispered. “You and I, as well as your auntie Amara, will have a feast at home.” —--- I opened the door to our apartment, only to be greeted by Amara’s panicked and frustrated expression. Her eyebrows were knitted and irritation was visible throughout her face as she looked at the paper she’s currently holding. “What’s up with that expression?” I said, raising an eyebrow. “That landlord again! She raised the rent!” Amara hissed, slamming the paper onto the kitchen counter. “This is the fourth time

After the car is moving again, I call Madison’s office. “Elegant Escorts, how may I help you?” a sexy voice answers. Reanna sounds nothing like she looks. She weighs about three hundred pounds, but her voice is pure wet dream material. She’s also very good with matching men to the perfect lady. Even so, I prefer to go through Madison because it irks her, and right now I need a little cheer in my day. “This is Gomez. Would you please connect me with Madison?” “Yes, Mr. Gomez. One moment,” she replies dripping sensuality.

He said loud and clear and Kiara jumped down from the bench angrily and started throwing pebbles at him running around in the lush green garden. *** “I need to look for a new apartment,” Mishka held her head in her hand and said to her assistant, who was sitting opposite her. “Our landlord is hiking rent from next month and it will be a lot more difficult for me to manage. Riya already taking care of Aryan’s expenses. I can’t trouble her more.” “Actually, I know a lady. She is looking for someone who could look after her four-bedroom house. It’s in a nice residential area.” The assistant spoke.

“Meet my fiance, Anaya Costa. Soon to be Anaya Ricci.” “Mam,” all of them said. Anaya flushed as she sneakily drew nearer to me. She appeared overwhelmed because of the towering, muscular, intimidating males all around her. All of them carried guns and had a powerful aura. And she was seeking solace from the man with the most powerful aura. This made me mentally chuckle. I grasped her dilemma and put a hand on her shoulder to reassure her. “Hello,” she murmured, trying not to lose her calm. “Call me Anaya, please. Mam makes me feel old.” Some of them smiled, accepting her sweet personality."Thank you for coming," she smiled. They all nodded.

"Take it or leave it. There is no negotiation." Franklin looked at the paper. "We have leased a two-bedroom apartment in Queens," Aria said. "It's clean. It's safe. It's prepaid for one year." "Queens?" Eleanor gasped. "Aria, we can't live in Queens. Our friends..." "You don't have friends," Sienna cut in. "You have acquaintances who dropped you the second the checks bounced." "The lease is in my name," Aria continued. "I pay the rent directly to the landlord. You don't touch the money. I pay the utilities. I pay a modest stipend for food and essentials. It is deposited onto a debit card that cannot be overdrawn."

I frowned slightly. “Good how?” “It’s clean, spacious, and in a decent area. The rent is much lower than places like this usually are.” I sat up a little straighter. “That sounds too good to be true.” “I thought the same thing,” Mia admitted. “But I went to see it myself. The owner is currently out of the country, and he has a property dealer handling everything for him. He's just looking for someone reliable, which is why the price is reasonable.” I remained quiet, listening.

Lindsey Burner. She was my roommate. A month ago, she was found collapsed in the wasteland near the site. She was covered in bruises and her mind completely shattered. Her family had taken her away, and no one had heard from her since. This was the place! Lindsey had been gang-raped in this very room. The panic I’d seen in Ryan earlier wasn't random; he had recognized that mark. And that was the exact reason why I was here. My roommate’s tragedy was tied to him—to all of them. Every man on this site was an accomplice. This entire place was rotten to the core.

"The rate is 500 rand, that is 6000 per annum. The agency fee is 600 rand" "I'll give you the money tomorrow morning," Mike said. "Wow, so fast! Has your rent expired?" The agent asked. "No, my girlfriend is in Bangkok lodge, I want to get her out of that place tomorrow morning." "Oh, good; that's very thoughtful of you. Bangkok lodge is the worst place to live. Come with her tomorrow. She needs to see the room." "Okay," Mike said and stood up. He went back to his room, sleep eluded him. He kept glancing at the ceiling until he slept off.

The weight of her mother's medical bills bore down on her, leaving her torn between her desperation and the unconventional proposition on the table. Felix watched her closely, trying to gauge her reaction. "I understand this isn't what you expected, Marianne. But I assure you, it's a straightforward arrangement. We'll be legally married, but our lives will remain separate. There won't be any emotional involvement. It's purely a business transaction." She clenched her fists, "Pay my mother's hospital bill first and I'll do it. I'll be your 'Bride for Rent'. Felix nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "Agreed. We'll ensure your mother's hospital bills are taken care of immediatel