Modern Cinderella Simon Novels & Stories

For a brief second, something shifted in his expression subtle, deliberate. A slow grin tugged at the corner of his lips. He lifted his head, looking at Simon with unmistakable amusement. “Congratulations,” Calvin said smoothly, locking his phone. “You’re getting laid tonight.” Simon rose from his seat, thrusting his waist forward in an exaggerated, almost playful motion. “I can’t wait to sink this into a pretty cheek tonight,” he said with a reckless grin. Calvin’s gaze sharpened. “I pity the poor woman who falls for you.” Simon shot back instantly, “Then I pity Cleopatra.”

She was overjoyed as if she had just heard the most ridiculous joke. “You must’ve used some nasty trick to get into Mr. Windsor’s bed. You got pregnant and tried to force him to marry you, but it didn’t work. So now, you just follow him around like his shameless mistress. Am I right? Tsk. How pathetic.” Simon was not far away, and he also walked over. He deliberately wore a sentimental expression.

Gabriela flung the door of the car open and entered into the premises of the hotel, got into the elevator, and headed to the rooftop club. When the elevator doors slid open, she traced Simon and unwillingly made contact with a guy who wore a Rolex and had his tie undone. It was Gary, one of Simon’s rich friends. Gary just stood in front of her with a weird smile stamped on his face. “Heyyy, Who let Cinderella here?” He was clearly tipsy as he walked, bumping things on his way. “Wait, I know you, you're that girl from the restaurant? Yeah, the one that messed up our orders”

Panic flashed across Jason’s face as he moved to chase after them, but Lillian held onto him for dear life, refusing to let go. “I don’t care! If I don’t get a grandchild, I won’t rest in peace! “My grandson! Give me back my grandson…” I put every bit of acting skill I had into today’s performance, and the results did not disappoint. I was quite satisfied. Watching Jason standing there, overwhelmed, I could not help but chuckle. I let him off too easily in the past. He took everything I gave and threw me away without a second thought. He could suffer the consequences himself this time.

“All it took was one trip to the club with her so called boyfriend. I convinced him to go off with a stripper. Paid for the VIP room and everything. As soon as Agatha found out, the ship sailed. She came running back, but by then I had leverage. And better options.” I stared at him. “You set her up?” Simon nodded without shame. “Sometimes you have to test people. See what they’re really made of. If they’ll cheat when given the chance.” I raked my fingers through my hair as dark thoughts began to cloud my mind. Simon must have seen the shift in my expression. He reached into his wallet and pulled out a small black card, sliding it across the table. “I’ve got a contact. This woman… she can mak

My pulse hammered as Simon led me onto the stage. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,” he began, his voice smooth and confident. “You all look stunning tonight. But I must confess, my date looks hotter than all of you combined.” The crowd laughed and whistled. “I’m up here tonight,” Simon continued, “to tell you all how much I love Sabrina. And hopefully, one day, we’ll be the lucky couple to be joined together after our degrees.” Gasps, then a hush. My heart somersaulted. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box tied with a red ribbon. For a second, my throat closed.

I’d gotten through about half of the remaining boxes when Jaqui stopped by. “Hey.” She smiled as she came in. “Looks like you’re almost done.” I nodded. “Did you hear about my exciting weekend?” “Nope. That’s why I stopped by. I want to hear how Henry liked your purple dress.” She grinned. Oh boy. “Well, I didn’t get to wear the purple dress,” I replied. “Instead, Senator Glenn supplied me with a really pretty blue one. Oh, and Henry is actually Prince Henry of Paradisa. That’s probably why he looked familiar to you.”

It was what I was supposed to do when dancing with someone from a higher station than myself. Mr. Irson flushed slightly and I realized that I'd just paid him a compliment. I'd just thanked him not as a servant, but as a superior. Sophie motioned the woman inside the room while Mr. Irson headed out. “Zoey, this is Claudia Rigel,” Sophie said, motioning to the woman. “The best designer in Paradisa.” “Oh, you flatter me,” the woman replied, but she did not blush. Instead, she turned and looked me over. “Strip, please.”

Sindy Kate was typing an answer to her viewers. I scrolled down the menu after buying coins. I scanned through the lists of pricing for the girls to do the act according to the viewers’ requests. My lips dried instantly to see the price for the private chat. My heart started to pumped wildly in my chest to the thought of talking to Sindy Kate. What if she recognizes my voice? The voice! Her voice. Oh, shit! Then I clicked the speaker on. Why the fuck I haven't thought about it before? My jaw dropped. Now, she sounded exactly like a mix of Sindy and Westley.

See you at the annual party, wifey. See you at the annual party, wifey. Sabrina could only cover her mouth in shock. She couldn’t speak until the box was fully opened, revealing a blue ball gown just like Cinderella’s. Then the realization hit her. Tyler’s costume is just like Cinderella’s prince charming! If that’s the case, she is Tyler’s date for the annual party. And above all, the dress he bought at the boutique last week is meant for her. Her heart overflowed with joy as they helped her put on the gown. They even added a pair of glass slippers. She felt like she was inside a fairy tale, playing the role of the leading lady.