Million Dollar Demon Novels & Stories

00 if we can close on all three today. The look on her face she thought I was joking until I opened my brief case and showed her that I had 2 million in cash I told her if she didn’t want to call them, I will have some else do I and she picked up the phone and called both the seller and they both said that they would be headed to her office within the next hour to have the paperwork ready for them to sign.

In front of the whole city to declare a status that how his son, a billionaire dated a broke girl, still got nothing in return. No, this isn't just going to break my image, it will break my soul too! Every other man will see me a fucking gold digger with nothing in the mind! The road on the backside was dark and empty, my legs were wobbly, as I am going down, every moment of my living, I am going down with whatever I had in my mind. Tears started spilling into my eyes, and if that was not enough I heard the sound of thunder made my heart almost jump over to the cloud.

“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.”

I know Carla is a beauty to die for, but to see her being dragged by her fellow women… “Hundred million dollars.” Who wants to beat Lady Ramono’s offer of a hundred million? Going… once… twice…” “Five hundred million”