Novel & Cerita Million Dollar Demon

To whom he can call anytime and ask him to be present under his eyes! Maybe he is just showing his way, he is the country's most ruthless billionaire and I am just a broke girl! He wants to make sure in every moment that he has the power to ruin people's lives! He has the money to acquire anything, even a person. Anyways, I don't have any preference to make, so I went to the elevator, and this time I am not going to give him any opportunity about anything to disrespect me or make any other doubts about hiring me, after all, I need to pay rent to the landlord.

I hear the old bastard utter. “One million dollars,” someone else at my left counter. “Two million dollars ,” I hear another bastard say. “Fifty million,” I hear myself say, erupting whispers from the crowd.

—- Married for A Million Dollars: . Chapter 1: Montenegro Williams the first . Not only is curdled milk revolting, the latest issue of Cosmopolitan—or whatever magazine Ariana had curiously picked up from her neighbor’s recycling bin last week—called it a bad omen. And then further added that in some dreams is interpreted as a sign of dirty money. While that does give her a sense of apprehension to look forward to for the rest of her day, she assures herself that she’s unfortunately not living a dream, but reality.

“That should be—” “One hundred thousand dollars.” The voice wasn't high pitched like the rest of the men. It was low, but laced with power. “One hundred thousand dollars?” The MC hollered. Even he was shocked. Who the hell is that? Just as I turned, my eyes met his. The Devil.

If anyone had told me that my first day as a secretary for a billion-dollar jewelry empire would feel like preparing for the Hunger Games, I would’ve laughed. Now? I’m sweating through my blouse like my soul is trying to escape. Peterson Industries—home of luxury, power, and salaries that could fix my entire bloodline—is a 98-story mirrored tower stabbing the New York skyline. From the sidewalk, the building gleams like someone polished it with liquid ambition. Inside, the air smells like wealth, espresso, and expensive perfume I will never afford.

The man who now sits at the top of a billion-dollar company no longer has time to play pretend tea parties with me. And the worst part? He looked completely unfazed by the fact that he had just caught me half-naked, reading smut. He leaned against the nightstand, staring right at me with his white button-down shirt rolled up at the sleeves and that expensive wristwatch, which I had sworn I would steal. His dark eyes swept over me once, lingering just long enough to make heat crawl up my neck, before flicking down to the fallen book. “I see you have got an interesting taste in literature,” he smirked.

“B–b–but Alpha, this isn’t diamonds and gold! It’s just flour and eggs! Five million dollars of it.” I wiped my eyes. “That little brat actually has a heart!” “Luna Mill’s son? No, the Luna herself made the order.’ “A kid can’t make that big an order, can he? And doesn’t it remind you of someone?” “Ah,” Damon relented, “Alpha Edward Mills.” Then, he chuckled knowingly. “Three billion dollar emergency funds to the tsunami victims of the North-East side. The most generous donation across the realm, beating even the giant corps.”

charade blows up in my face. “You moved fifty million dollars because you’re scared?” he interrupted, voice rising slightly. “That’s your answer?” he added with a mocking scoff. He leaned forward, voice quieter now, but far more dangerous, almost like we had switched places for a second, my voice was getting increasingly louder.

"One hundred and forty million. They’re calling you a visionary in the press. Behind closed doors? They’re calling you a liability." ​I didn't look up from the blueprints spread across my desk. I kept my compass steady, marking the perimeter of my new empire. "If you’re here to offer a post-mortem on my financial decisions, Mr. König, you’re late. The check has already cleared."

she asked quietly. I exhaled. Once, that kind of figure wouldn’t have made me flinch. But now… it could bury me. “A million dollars,” I said, as casually as I could. Her eyes went wide. “What? A million dollars?” “Don’t yell! You’ll alert the entire house!” “Don’t tell me not to yell! A million dollars is insane! Where am I supposed to get that kind of money?” “You’re the Luna of the richest Alpha. That shouldn’t be a problem. All it takes is one phone call, and the funds are in my account.”