Privil Novels & Stories

I just hope mom isn't watching the show right now. Andre continue. "And I will really appreciate it if you can respect our privacy. I came for the event to make things clear to the public. As you all know, I am a busy man." "Yes, Mr Smith. I was really surprised when you agreed to come. We are truly sorry to take your time. I guess you have cleared the air already but I have a few more questions to ask. I hope still have a little more time to spare”. Kaitlyn inquires with a smile.

Blair was unfazed by Shelly's remarks. Beside Blair, Caroline Ebbling chimed in, "Exactly! There's a certain protocol to follow, isn't there? Blair tried it on first, and her membership status outranks yours. If she wants to purchase it, no one can intervene." Shelly laughed scornfully. "Who says my membership is inferior to yours?" she retorted sharply. "Today, I'm shopping at Vior as a VIP member. Are you even aware of the perks that come with VIP membership? I could have the staff here remove all of you if I wanted to!"

His father was just a Director of Academic Administration, not the mayor. At that moment, his gaze fell on the "R" logo on my shirt, and his face twisted with disdain. "A single piece from Ridi costs at least tens of thousands. A nobody like you can't possibly afford it! Didn't you check if you even matched the brand before buying a knockoff? "I'd bet you got it off the app selling counterfeit goods for 9.9 with free shipping and cashback for a five-star review!" Laughter broke out around us again.

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"Calm down, will you?" "Peace, you don't understand. I'm happy that he finally wants to introduce me to the world but then, there goes his family. They are quite infamous for always maltreating the less privileged, so I am scared." "Babe keep calm, Alex loves you and that is all that matters, Peace reassured." Oops, pardon my manners. I'm Vivian Blakes. I don't know if I should say I'm a Nigerian or just claim to be an American. Either way, I'm African-American.

"Celebrating something this big publicly, even carefully. Pride makes men careless, Silvio. Even men as controlled as Antonio Moretti." "How do we get on board?" Silvio asked. "Surely he's not selling tickets to actual strangers." "He's not." I said, already scrolling further down the announcement, searching for the fine print I knew had to exist somewhere within it. "There. Anonymous purchase option, processed through a private broker, identity verification handled separately after payment clears. He's leaving a door open, probably for legitimate business associates who want discretion rather than public association with his name." "Or for anyone clever enough to slip through that same door

Adrian didn’t believe in mixing business and pleasure. That rule had kept her life orderly for years. Clean lines. Clear expectations. Control. She built her world that way on purpose, brick by brick, careful not to let anything—or anyone—blur the edges. Tonight, the rule felt thinner than usual. The restaurant Elliot chose was discreet in a way money couldn’t buy. No sign outside. No obvious entrance. Just a quiet host who knew their names and led them to a table tucked away from the rest of the room. Privacy wasn’t advertised here. It was assumed.

“They’ve been using your privileges for two days now. Are you aware of anyone else having access?” “No one,” I said, shaking my head. “Absolutely no one. I’ll confirm it myself.” “All right,” she said softly. “Be careful, Lana. Something feels off.” “Got it,” I said and ended the call. The black card status she mentioned wasn’t ordinary. It was one of the privileges attached to my affiliation with Tide Holdings, a legacy from my pack’s old alliance. The card granted high-end perks: executive rooms, premium meals, priority bookings — all tied to my identity. Anyone claiming relation to me could technically use it, but only if the

I turned to look at my phone to see it is 2 hours past training. " Shit .." I whispered . Wait.. "Who are you ! " I yelled " You know exactly who I am , Love " he said, calling me by an intimate name that made my legs squeeze together. Standing up to throw my covers back on my bed his sweet scent filled my room and I was drooling from it . I know exactly who it was . "Mate " Shiva said in a husky voice I turned on the light that was on the side table of my bed . I looked at him and goddess he looked sexy and pissed too.

Something like this probably needs someone who has the knowledge and means. Another noble per se.