Millie Helluva Novels & Stories

“Why aren’t you saying anything? You were being so defiant just now. Did the cat get your tongue after we discovered everything? Didn’t you say that you didn’t know anything just now?” Millie lowered her head and bit her lip without saying anything! The tone of Yale’s voice grew icier. “Since you aren’t going to say anything, I’ll have no choice but to call the police!” Millie raised her head in a state of panic as her eyes turned red-rimmed. “It wasn’t me!” Yale harrumphed coldly and said, “If it wasn’t you, tell us who ordered you to do so?” Millie was stunned. She seemed to think of something as she gaped and spoke up after some time, “It was me… I wanted to do this myself. I was jealous

What she thought would be the worst mistake of her life,hell for her was actually paradise. . *********

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

Perhaps, someone was going to help me achieve that. "He is a nobody, boss. A random guy from the studio, probably must have been paid a good sum for him to agree to do that." The smile on my face broadened, slowly turning into a smirk. Hookers never minded the problem they might be getting themselves into, as long as money played the vital role. Someone is indeed stirring the hornet's nest. And I will definitely enjoy it this time. I watched Melvin study my face for a while. It was on this kind of occasion that he had a mouth like a loose cannon.

Mission seducing starts. ************************************ How is it ?

Millie. She stood near a flower stall, her hair in a messy bun with sunglasses on her head. She wore a simple white dress and sandals. She was laughing at something the elderly vendor said, with colorful flowers in her arms. For a moment, Damian watched her. Not as Michelle's sister. Not as part of a complicated family. Just... her. Millie turned, her eyes widening when she saw him. She paused, almost dropping the flowers.

"The Millen family's thirty billion remains theirs. Your billion? That's my fee for the trouble, considering the trek up the mountain and burying gold wasn’t exactly a walk in the park." Mira's voice cut through, sharp and commanding. "Hemmy! That's enough!" She understood Helma's tactic: to become the target of Levi's wrath, a diversion from the Millen family. After all, being the lesser of two evils from afar in Greenville was a safer bet. Levi's eyes, red with rage, bore into Helma. "You dare to mock me and steal my money! You think you can just take it because you're some young upstart? Hand it over, or I swear I'll end you!"

“Millie, no one’s sitting there. Maybe… you’re just seeing things.” Millie took few deep breaths. She was so sure that someone was there looking her way. She shook her head to convince herself. Was I just really imagining things? ***