Novel & Cerita Pretty And Paid

When the two of them saw that I was about to get drunk, they dragged me to pay the bill. “Hello, your total comes to fifty-six thousand.” “Why is it so expensive?” I complained. Cathy chuckled. “It’s not expensive at all. You spent some money, but you’ve gained our colleagues’ gratitude, Vincent’s approval, and my respect. “It’s like killing three birds with one stone!” As she said that, she took my phone out for me. “Chloe, make your payment now.” It was only then that Vincent suddenly remembered something. “Chloe, didn’t you say your friend’s coming? Why…”

Not now. “Then I guess we isn't got a deal. Bye, Amanda” “Wait...” She stopped him before he could disconnect the call “Can I pay half first? I don’t have that kind of money” “Fine. I want to see the money before the call disconnects” he said and she nodded. She turned on anonymous payment on the app Aiden had helped her d******d. She didn’t know why but he said it was a special feature that allowed premium users like him to maintain anonymity and now, she was grateful for it.

I told her with an unbelievable expression on my face. " Look babe but you have to buy only 10 dresses or below 10 dresses only , and if you buy a dress with 150$ with the discount on my card it will be 50$ only.., so choose wisely babe. And besides you have to pay from your money only so again choose wisely babe " She said to ne with a grin on her face. " Oh.. That's cool " I said to her yet an unbelievable expression. I never thought that their office holders giving that much perks to the workers. She said that he is a sadist boss but this sadist boss seems to be not that much sadist.

“Nora, you are beyond saving.” The call ended. A few seconds later, my screen lit up. Adrian Hayes sent you: $100 The note read: Emergency fee.

“I have to leave. The way he’s looking at you… Leaving is the right thing to do. But I expect details when I pick you up for Guy’s hearing. All the details.” At the cash register, Rhett pulled out his wallet to pay. “Oh no,” Aislen protested. “It’s my house and my painting project, I pay.” “No,” he shook his head uncompromisingly. “I pay.” “Rhett…” He turned and smiled as he leaned over her and placed his lips near her ear, his cheek warm against hers with just the faintest bite of stubble from a patch which he had not shaved as closely as elsewhere. “The Triquetra pays, Aislen,” the words were growled, but not in an angry way. “You are ours. It is right that we pay for what you need.”

Hair tucked behind my ears, bare face, unsure eyes I pulled open the suitcase and began laying out options on the bed. A pale peach dress caught my attention; simple, long sleeved, modest neckline. The kind of thing you wear when you want to be taken seriously Just as I was zipping up the dress to test the fit, a message popped up on my banking app. New credit alert: deposited from Moretti Enterprises. I stared at it for a moment. The payment. I had completely forgotten that today was payday. The money made my chest tighten, not with relief, but something close to shame.

“I love you too, Daddy.” •Gage's pov• —Seven Months Later “Are you sure you want to do this?” I ask for the millionth time. Aubrey retired from modeling shortly after both her stepmother and Nelson were charged and sentenced to thirty years in prison with zero chance of parole, but once word got out about the pregnancy she had designers and pregnancy magazines begging her to come out of retirement. “Yes, Daddy. It’s just one show. Julie is an old friend and I want to help her.”

When she turned, he was already striding toward her, graceful and dangerous. "Interesting choice of outfit for a visit to your Alpha," he said, eyes sweeping over her with unapologetic intensity. "No bra... and jeans?" Elara’s breath hitched. "I—I wanted to look nice. For you. Both of you." The Alpha tsked, shaking his head slowly. "Nice, yes. But jeans, Elara? Do you even realize what you’re doing?" Elara’s face flushed, shame and desire battling inside her. "I can take them off, Alpha... if you prefer."

She held his gaze. “The kind that looks simple when you say it quickly.” “That’s not reassuring.” “I know.” A breath. “I agreed to pretend,” she said. His expression shifted. “Pretend what?” “A relationship.” Silence. Then.. “They paid you.” Not a question. Rachel didn’t answer immediately. “Yeaa.” The word did not come out well. “How much?” She hesitated. “Rachel.” “Fifty.” The number landed between them. Heavy. Still. His jaw tightened. “Fifty thousand.”

“I’m not marrying you. Return the car I bought you and every cent you’ve spent over the years, every single one!” His friends immediately handed him a pre-prepared statement. “The car cost 230,000 dollars. Over the past year, living expenses, gifts, and club spending have added up to 800,000 dollars. You must pay it back in full today!” Everyone’s eyes were on me like I was already done for. They assumed that a young woman who had only been working for a year could never come up with that kind of money and that today would end in my ultimate humiliation. I looked at Jenson's unfamiliar face, and the last flicker of warmth in my heart finally died out.