Milena Caitlin Novels & Stories

As I turned the corner, I heard some voices, muffled but enough to make me stop. It was Melina. She was talking to Laziel in a low, sharp tone. “You’re getting too close to her,” she said. “You don’t see it, but I do.” “See what?” Laziel replied calmly. “She’s not who you think she is,” Melina hissed. “She’s manipulative and assertive. Everything around her crumbles—first Castillo, then Aether, and soon… you.” My heart raced. “What do you mean by crumble? Aether hasn’t crumbled or has he?” Laziel asked

And also some scenes are not suitable for young audiences as it contains violence and sexual scenes! Synopsis If there is a word ‘bad’ in this world there is also a ‘badass’, and she was named Millicent Jaiyana Hepburn. Millicent Jaiyana or Millijay is feared by many. No one can stand on her way. No one can stop her and everyone must follow her biddings. She is the one that anyone can’t control for she is the heiress of the successful and popular communication company. But everything changes and turns out to be a roller coaster ride when her mother found out the bad things she did in her college school. Because of her mother’s wrath, she was sent to the Carter’s Group of Companies to be a se

Lily asked curiously, and Mila flinched a little. “Can you give me a warning before you speak? Heavens! I thought you were asleep.” Mila uttered in a soft tone and moved away from her wardrobe. “She is going to work. She works in a club, as a stripper.” Mila added. “For real? It's obvious!” Lillian found herself voicing out. “What's obvious?” Mila inquired in an arched brow. “She is always acting catty. You need to see the face she held when she welcomed me earlier.” Lillian muttered and Mila chuckled.

5 Months Later “Let’s welcome the new chairwoman of the Castillo group. Mrs Milana Donatello Castillo!!” Milana walked in and everyone clapped, she was dressed smart in a white suit and trousers and she packed her hair in a ponytail and with black stilettos on. As she walked into the hall, she remembered her journey in life so far.

Kane selected this transport system for faster means. I brush my forehead with my fingers as I rest my head on the headrest. My eyes shut; a heavy weight presses against me as the words of my old rag resound in my head. ‘Stop trying to save a maiden who does not wish to be saved.’ Milena fled because she hates me. She has every right to, but why does she wish not to be saved? She once mentioned what she desires if granted freedom. I trust she has her reasons. Perhaps that is the way she can be saved—no, maybe not.

I turned to find Milana standing there, hands over her mouth as she tried to stifle a laugh. "I apologize," she said, her laughter subsiding. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your family conversation. Your kids do have a way with words." I waved it off, "No worries, My Lady. I can call you that right?" "Oh please. Just call me Milana. Dimitri and I aren't married yet. It just occurred to me that we haven't been properly introduced." She then stretched out a hand. "I am Milana Legrand." I took her hand. "Cameryn Gallagher."

I said, reaching for my phone. “What are you saying?” Allen snapped. “This isn't Joan…why would I be sleeping with your wife?” “Then ask her to take off her mask,” I shouted. “She can have the voice but not the face.” Allen turned to the lady. “I am sorry but she can't, this isn't Joan and that is what matters…what are you doing?” I moved closer to the girl but Allen stepped in the way. “She is my mistress…nothing more.” “I can't believe you actually have a mistress…I am putting an end to this charade…I am calling that Old man to explain that his granddaughter didn't do anything.”

Nobody backs down as we both glare at each other. But suddenly I get distracted by someone calling him from behind. "Sir, your morning coffee." Rita says cheerfully, with a ten-megawatt smile on her face. I look at her black stilettos, tight pencil skirt, fitting blouse with the first two buttons undone for ventilation. Then I look up to her face, again her lipstick is out of her lips. "Oh, Hi Ethan. How was your first day?" She asks me sweetly while cutely batting her fake eyelashes at me.

She just left and never say a word about why she cheated. "Oh! You hate attention and Celine was perfect. She's pretty lowkey so you don't need to worry about having people's attention towards you." "You're saying that Celine is average?" I looked at him flatly. "Have you seen Ivory? She's drop dead gorgeous! I swear she's so beautiful if you see her in real life." Jack said as he's daydreaming. "Focus!" I clapped my hands in front of him. "I mean you're right.." I said as I took a sip of my wine.

She never imagined that she could be that wild to the point of forgetting where she was. ‘Ooh my God, I don’t know how uncle Eliphas is going to look at me from today onwards. My perfect image has crumbled right before his eyes and I have nowhere to hide.’ Maya thought. Her mind was screaming in frustration while Calista almost her head off in her mind.