Milton Love Novels & Stories

I stared at him, an unexplainable sadness stirring within me. "Then, would you be willing to become my fated mate?" I asked. He froze, surprised by my sudden question. He fell silent. I knew then that he was hesitating, struggling. He only desired to keep me as a toy, but he wasn’t willing to pay the ultimate price. "What? Not willing?" I laughed, "Your ‘love’ is worthless after all." "James, stop insulting me with your hypocrisy." I said coldly, turning to leave. "Emily!" He called out urgently, "Don’t be so unreasonable! I’ve humbled myself; what more do you want?"

As I lowered my head, I noticed the lavender cufflinks I had made for him still clipped to his sleeve. There was a time when he didn't detest me. I had even believed I was the most special and important person to him. Otherwise, why would he storm into the home of a playboy who harassed me and beat him up to defend my honor? Why would he darken his expression and warn me not to fall for boys when one gave me a love letter? And why, after drinking too much, would he pull me into his arms and repeatedly murmur, "Nora, you’re mine. Nora, can you stay with me forever…"

“Just stay with me.” “I’m not going anywhere, baby.” He pressed a kiss against my temple. This night had been filled with too many things. Ricochet completely erased the ugly memory of encountering Sharon. He took all my worries about his mother and replaced them with one of the most unforgettable nights of my life. But there was still one more thing left lingering in my head. Martin. “I love you,” Ricochet uttered as we stepped into the elevator, heading back down to the venue with our hands intertwined, our bodies so close together it almost felt like neither of us planned on letting go ever again.

Hamilton shook his head. “That would never happen.” “I know. We all know that.” I pointed around the room. “But he isn’t convinced.” “So how did you convince him?” Carter asked. I took a deep breath. “I let him host my wedding.” Three pairs of eyes stared at me. Finally, Hamilton spoke. “What wedding?” “The one I’m having in Italy soon.” Noah burst out laughing. “Who would be willing to risk dying of boredom by marrying you?” Ignoring the boredom comment, I answered the important part.

THE LOVE AFFAIR: AUNTIE MELLY POV Mr. Martin and Jasmin secret love affair in the mansion was only known by Auntie Melly, she always covered the situation from the eyes of the servants as possible as she could. Mrs. Martin being always busy and out with her friends was not aware of any ongoing events in the mansion. If ever someone discovered it, they cannot talk about it as they are afraid of Mr. Martin's wrath when he got mad for something or anything.

I chuckled and moved into the study. If the living room was a museum, this was mission control. Three curved monitors. A chair that cost more than a car. I sat. Leather groaned. Nice. Woke the screen. Password: 1111. Unlocked. My fingers hovered. A notification box was fading in the corner. [URGENT] Board Meeting Cancelled - M. Vane waiting for response. Heart skipped. M. Vane? Marcus? Why would Sebastian's "friend" be emailing my uncle?

tears filled her eyes making her look pitiful but Milton pulled her hands from his face. "I don't love you, Mich." he said with a straight face "It would never get to that because I see you as a sister. We've been childhood friends for god's sake. We've had the best of memories! Getting married will ruin it because we'd never be good as couples."

"Don't be so dramatic. I said you could have anything for saving me. What's with the attitude?" Milton and I had been childhood sweethearts, inseparable since grade school. But somewhere along the way, his tone shifted to this condescending one, like he was a king addressing a peasant. All his warmth and tenderness were reserved for his first love, Cheryl Harper, the orphaned girl he'd sponsored during a flood relief effort years ago. My gaze flicked to the pink bunny hair tie on his wrist. Swallowing the bitter ache in my chest, I forced a smile and met his eyes. "Anything, huh?"

“They seem to care about Rania. As for Rhobart and I...I don’t even know how to start explaining the way the alxa-lotx feels. He is my everything.” Milton nodded. “I think I understand. While I don’t have a n’alxa, I did love a woman. I didn’t need a bond to know that she was the love of my life.” His voice cracked, and tears filled his eyes. The expression on his face was that of a man that knew what daily torment meant. “You still love her.” Milton curled his hands into fists. “I will always love her.” “What happened to her?” Ayla asked.

He needed to have a wife to fulfill his Grandfather's last wish. Before Old Mr Milton died, he asked Justin to get a durable and nurturing wife as he would love to see his daughter-in-law before dying. At that time, I still had a crush on Justin and was working at Milton Empire. He came to me with a cheque of $10 Million, asking me to be his wife. It was like a dream come true. I said yes before even asking why. I never knew how he noticed me or who told him I was the “good girl” he needed.