Ronald Miller Can't Buy Me Love Novels & Stories

The way he proposed and his behavior the next day made her feel like, this was the real Miller and the man he tried to pretend to be was all a lie. Miller on the other hand is irritated. After Rose left abruptly the previous day, he found out about their new boss, who is none other than Kairo Bianchi, her husband. He and Sylvia tried their best to separate both of them for the past year. He thought if he could woo her and marry her, then he could do whatever he could and Kairo wouldn't care. Everything was going well until he showed up abruptly and bought the entire company for Rose. He couldn't wait any longer. So he decided to show his true colors in front of Rose and push her into a corne

Who would blame him, standing by a couple shamelessly talking about their sex lives to strangers. “Now, now honey, don’t give yourself away as the wild and need one, I’m sure Mr.-” my eyes landed on the name tag on the mans suit. Ronald. “Ronald doesn’t want to hear about that. Besides-” I turned my attention to her face, her eyes widened as the pressure of my hands on her waist slowly trailed down to her hips. “That’s for me only.” I murmured. “Ronald, what’s going on there? Why aren’t you showing them rings?” a feminine voice called out pulling both of us out of our trans.

And I couldn't blame a sweet and kindhearted girl on the way she sees the world in her perspective, I just got caught off guard by how bold that statement was. "Eh, don't act shy about that! I know what girls like! I'm a girl too! And even if we don't say it, it's a big plus points if he got money on his pockets, love alone isn't enough sometimes..." She nudged me and then turn the magazine to it's next page and a girl with her arms clinging on Trevor was display, he was wearing a short white dress and it's like they're depicting a pure young love. "It's Yuna..." Lucia muttered.

“I wanted to tell you - I wanted to, I swear. I was going to tell you tonight.” “Did you hate me that much?” His voice cracked under the weight of betrayal. “Did you think I wouldn’t be able to handle it? That I wouldn’t want him? That I wouldn’t love him? I fucking love you, Annabelle - I have my whole life. So why?” His voice rose, shaking with raw emotion. “Why would you do this to me?”

I cooed and she nodded hesitantly. “If you're done with the pity party, I'll be waiting outside so we can get on with the wedding,” Mr Miller said from the doorway. “Please, can it wait till tomorrow?” I pleaded. “I don't feel too good.” “I'm still trying to understand what in the name of all things crazy is going on here!” Mrs Miller barked. She turned towards her husband angrily. “What is the meaning of this Richard? Why are you humiliating me in this manner? In front of strangers and this pathetic ugly loser?” She ranted.

“Even Raymond. I was the one who was meant to marry him, not you. I was the one who was supposed to have a perfect life.” Michelle stared at her in disbelief. “You think life is perfect just because you have money and status?” Millie smirked. “It’s better than being you.” Michelle swallowed the lump in her throat. “Then what do you want, Millie? What’s your goal?” Millie’s smile widened. “Simple.” She leaned in, her voice barely a whisper. “I’m going to take everything from you.” Michelle’s breath hitched. “You’ve already lost, Michelle,” Millie continued, her tone dripping with satisfaction. “Eleanor and I? We know the truth about your little marriage. And trust me, darling, when we’re done

Legs crossed, posture loose, like he had the room by its throat. Liam Miller — the spoiled, sadistic son of Edward Miller, Corrupt billionaire. Human trafficker. Cartel financier. He was born with a silver syringe and a blood-soaked spoon. I’d been meaning to slit his throat for the better part of a decade, but unfortunately, it wasn’t yet politic to do so. He smiled lazily at Caelen — at my Caelen — like he was bidding on him and not the damn painting. “Four million,” came a voice next to him — smooth, Southern, with a steel edge.

He snarled,his muscles fuming out,his eyes burning with pain. He swallowed hard before continuing, his voice coming out deep,slow and steady, "you know what?, am gonna stay away from you. You think I came here this morning for what exactly? I came to see your face,but here we are you keep on hurting me!!.. you keep on tormenting me!!!" Was this what they call love? Was that why my head kept thinking of him? Was that why the memories in his house could not out of my mind everyday? But,I, in love with a billionaire. I mean,how is that possible?!! This is really delusional.

She's persistent in knowing the answer. I did bought the whole school and it did not cost me that much. Actually, they accepted quite a small amount for the school- half billion. The school was actually a little shitty but the only reason why I bought it was the fact that Mr Miller is one of the major owner of that school. Mr Anthony Miller is Shan Bethany Miller's Dad.

“There’s nothing better than having someone in your life who loves you.” “I don’t need love,” I tell him, but then I hear Elisha laughing from across the park, and my heart tightens at the sound. “You keep telling yourself that,” Mitch chuckles as he walks away.