Pretty And Paid Novels & Stories

She had not really expected this to be this seamless, luckily she had a plug for almost everything but their services are quite expensive. Speaking of plug, she pulled out her phone again to call the next person she was meeting. This next meeting is very important to Scarlett. “You said you would have it by today, do you have it? She asked. “Well hello to you too, and yes I have it. I’ll send it to you after I receive my payment.” A thick voice responded. Adrianna rolled her eyes immediately. “Fine. Send me the account.” seconds later her phone buzzed. Adrianna glanced at the details, typed in the transfer amount, and completed the payment without hesitation.

I takes off my suit, “I was--” “Ohh, it’s okay,” She shakes her head politely, her smile bright, “I was just trying my luck. I just want to say thanks again. I didn’t know the dress is--” “It’s okay,” I cut her off. I don’t want to hear that it’s too pricy and I don’t want her to return it to me, “If you really want to pay me back--” Then can I have your phone number? Is this how people do it?

PERSY I loved my new life. It could be a bit boring at times, and I did admit that I actually needed a friend or two, but for the most part, my life was going great. Just this afternoon, I ordered some designer wears online and proceeded to sit on the bed with some chicken wings in hand, resting against the headboard, legs crossed while watching a show on the laptop I got from Sam the other day. Aiden had already sent my first pay and it was barely two weeks into the contract. 150,000 dollars! I cried for a full hour, before sucking it up and dancing around the room like a maniac.

he said, pissing me off, "Just fire her Grayson, I will pay you if that's what you want"I said, raising my voice, "Pay me?.....you will pay me to fire someone?"he asked bilwildered, "Yes, name your price "I said, who thought all I needed to do was mention money, "$100 million "he said, smirking like he just won the jackpot,does he really think I don't have that, "Done"I said instantly shocking him, "Wait....you are joking, right?"he asked,

“His father runs Bellandi Holdings in Europe. His mother used to be a couture legend in Milan. He’s practically fashion royalty.” “So not a tragic heir,” the other said, smirking. “Hardly. He restructured the Asian market by twenty-six and doubled the profits. That’s why the board handed him global control of Parsons. His parents still hold the crown, but he’s the future.” A sigh followed. “So he’s not just rich. He’s brilliant.” “And engaged,” the first added with relish. That made my hand pause on the page. “To who?” “Livia Glover — you know, the Livia Glover. The actress from Midnight in Venice. They say they’ve been together since university. She’s filming in Prague, but the wedding’s ne

Will they be able to remove it all if this is the case? "There is one more thing you should know Emma. And you might want to know this too, Arlo. It's been decided by Model Perfect, that they will pay you what is owed to you for the remainder of your contract. They are aware of your Hunter situation, your surgery, and your desire to not be in the spotlight at this time. With that being said, they want to end your contract with them in exchange for paying you for the remaining six months. They have given me a check, and if you look at it you'll see all the money is there." Freddie hands me a check. I knew when Tanya Pennington won the Winter Paris competition that my days of being a supermode

“Did I just hear you moan my name, Simone?” I look at him, eyes heavy-lidded with desire. I’d just come undone thinking about him, of course I’d say his name. “Yes, Daddy…” I murmur, biting down hard on my lower lip as I let my knees fall apart, unashamed of the glistening moisture slicking my thighs. “Or should I say Father King? Or Professor King?” I let out a low breath, tracking the dark, dangerous shift in his eyes. “I prefer Daddy though, but I’ll call you whatever gets your hands on me.” ~~~~ Simone Grayson slept with a stranger one reckless night and discovered too late that he was someone off-limits. He turned out to be her professor and was supposedly owned by God.

“And people actually pay you for this?” She flashed a smug smile. “Rich people pay for everything.” Cassie’s jaw dropped. “Girl, why are we working normal jobs when this exists?” Gladz snorted. “Because some of us actually have morals.” Mica shot her a look. “Oh, please. If a billionaire offered you five grand to have dinner with him, you’d at least think about it.” Gladz paused. “…Fair point.”

Daryl replied, “Well, I can change my mind, can’t I?” “You!” Ivanna’s eyes reddened. Everyone was looking at her differently. Their eyes were filled with mockery and schadenfreude. The saleswoman frowned and said, “Please complete the payment within ten minutes. Otherwise, you won’t be able to enjoy the 70% discount.” Zayn chuckled and said, “So, Mr. Lee, it turns out that you can’t pay 300,000 dollars, huh? Based on your previous remarks, I was still under the impression that you’re a billionaire and 300,000 was nothing for you.”

Cheesy was still coughing softly. Daryl approached, "You have to pay a hundred million, Miss Cheesy." Cheesy looked up slowly, her eyes glazed over. "What? A hundred million?" "Yes! That's to compensate you for dirtying my expensive suit," Daryl said without hesitation. "You pay one hundred million right now." "A hundred million?" Cheesy gasped. "I don't have that kind of money, Mr. Daryl." Daryl grinned sarcastically. "That's funny. A former noble princess doesn't have a hundred million. How ridiculous! Aren't you working here as more than just a servant? You must have sold your body at some point. Right?!"