Quit Like A Millionaire Novels & Stories

“So what do you say?” I gulp. “No.” He raises a brow. “No?” “Absolutely not.” I say more firmly. “I’m not something you can keep.” “A million dollars.” He murmurs, leaning closer. My heart skips a beat. “Be my personal whore,” he continues, voice low, “and I’ll pay you a million dollars. Monthly.”

I squint my eyes, “How big is a lot?” “Trripleee.” She sings and I jerk upright so hard my laptop nearly flies off the bed, “What?! Triple? My cut would be almost—” “Close to a million,” she finishes the sentence, twirling at the screen, “The year has just barely started and you are already on the path to becoming a millionaire. So darling, breathe. And for God’s sake, enjoy the vacation. I did not pay fifty thousand dollars on one of the most expensive hotels in the country for you to waste.”

I've been staring blankly for a while now, thinking about what I can do to get out of this hardship. I furrowed my brow when my eyes caught a metallic trashcan at the side. I took a sip of water and wiped my mouth before standing up and approaching the trashcan. A crumpled newspapers and magazines. I picked it up and straightened it out to read. My eyes were searching quickly, and I returned the newspapers and magazine to the trashcan when I saw the reason it ended up there. The world's youngest billionaire! Mr. Lazarus Cavanaugh has a hidden son?

"If you let a woman like this into your family, the Huxley family will be ruined one day because of her. Don't drag the Quinn family down with you. "I'll tell my father to cancel all our orders. We'll never do business with the Huxley family again!" Chloe almost lost her temper. She wanted to strangle Charmaine and Penelope. As Jacqueline started to storm off, Chloe quickly grabbed her arm. "This is all a misunderstanding, Jacqueline. Why don't you calm down for my sake?" Jacqueline remained silent with a stern expression on her face. Chloe stepped in to defuse the situation. "Let me introduce you two. This is Jacqueline, heir to the Quinn family fortune. The Quinn Corporation is a publicly

asked Madame Claire, “Are you brain dead? You must have gone insane. Why don’t you just tell us that you own Thousand Miles Conglomerate? Get out of our home now before you spread your craziness around here!” Alex glared at Madame Claire. He wanted to tell her that he truly was the owner of Thousand Miles Conglomerate so badly. However, even if he said it, no one would believe him, just as Dorothy thought he was crazy when he told her he had ten billion dollars. It was indeed difficult for anyone, even himself, to believe it was true.

Consider them, Susan'' Aunt Mabel begged. ''Aunt, guess who he is?'' Susan said. ''Who is he?'' Aunt Mabel asked. ''Richard Williams, aunt. He is Richard Williams'' 'What? The popular Richard Williams that is rumored to be the richest man in the world?'' Aunt Mabel asked.

"I have nothing to do with the Knights anymore. Especially when it involves Jacob Knights. Good bye." After saying that, she nodded at the bodyguards nearby who led Lucian out. They originally thought the mas a poor man who came to ask their mistress for favor until they saw the rows of Mercedes and an auspicious Maybach outside. They watched Lucian get into it and drive off along with the Mercedes on his tails. When they got in, Queenie instructed everyone who had seen him to come to her as she had something to show them. She connected a black and white video to the screen and said. "Whoever finds me the blue colour wins $10k."

Like she had been crying. "What? The Squirrel stood you up?" I smirked. She looked down and nodded. "So what? You've been bawling your eyes out for that dimwit? Why did he ditch you anyway?" I looked at her curiously. "He..he said Megan asked him to hang out tonight so he couldn't say no, he is taking her to the movies instead," she wiped her tears. "Who the fuck is Megan?" I demanded to know. "Megan Lowe. He said he always liked her but she never paid attention to him so he was happy when she called her," she said quietly.

"Pay me one million, and I'll tell you who stole that kidney to make sure your daughter would die on the surgical table." "Okay," Tina replied right away and pressed impatiently, "Who was it?" "Are you trying to swindle me, Ms. Smith?" The man smirked, whipping out his debit card and handing it to Tina. "One million. Wire it, and I'll tell you right away." Tina bit her lip. "I don't have the money. Just tell me who it was—I'll definitely get you the money." "Verbal promises? In this day and age?!" Quentin spat and turned to leave.

“ Its time to make 1 million dollars. “ She whispered. Thane rose, “ Welcome to the Regent hotel, I am Thane Macmiller. These are my brothers Chad and Klein. You may have heard of us, whatever you have heard doesn't matter, what matters is why you are here. Welcome to the Macmiller triplets game of sex. As the name implies, you all get to partake in ten sexual practices that pleases us, dependent on our choosing. Ten days, and after each game there will be a winner for each round and one person will be eliminated. On the 9th round there will be no eliminations as both competitors will play the final round where we will pick a winner. Goodluck! “ Chad spoke next, he inhaled deeply weed from h