Ronald Miller Can't Buy Me Love Novels & Stories

“Have you made up your mind?“ “About wh—” “Amanda.“ Alvin scratched his hair, fidgeting with the face-mask which was now on his hands. “I guess not,” said Mr Miller with a sad voice. “I wonder why the Scorpions haven't striked yet. Or maybe Raven doesn't have enough money to control his late father's minions.“ “Are you really gonna let him kill me?“ “It depends,” “On what?“ “You marrying Amanda.“ “Now why the fuck do you continue to insist that I marry her?!“

When Millie and I finally settled at our usual cafeteria table, she immediately propped her elbow on the table and rested her chin in her hand, wearing a mischievous grin that made it clear I couldn’t escape the conversation. "So..." she began, dragging the word out like a cat playing with its prey. "The love of your life is back. How does it feel, Romeo?" I groaned, stabbing my fork into the sad-looking salad on my tray. "He’s not my love of my life, Millie." "Mm-hmm," she hummed, clearly not convinced. "You’ve had a crush on Frank since freshman year, don’t even try to argue. Maybe this is your shot. He’s single, you’re single—"

Francis muttered, his confidence deflating. "Over a woman, really?" Francis asked. Felix gave me a meaningful look and replied firmly, "Yes, really." With Felix on my side, Francis's swagger was cut down to size. Felix would not budge, so Francis stooped to a new low, begging for my pity as he pleaded, "I've got cancer, and I need money to save my life. After all our years together, you wouldn't want to see me go out like this, right? Just help me out with some cash."

"Besides, we haven't even gone on a date, and maybe we never will." "Oh trust me you will," Brian argued, concerned about her. " it is a promise, you will. And this one is a keeper, he's a really good sexy man." He hoped she wouldn't miss the boat this time, she always did, Always saw to it that she did. And all Brian could pray for as he got into a cab and sped off was that this time the old dog would lose and the man would win. And for what it was worth, he was placing his bet on Drake.

-Lindy Oh I'm waiting for it baby ;) -Mill Gotta get back to class. Love you. -Lindy Love you more babe. See you tonight. -Mill Tonight? -Lindy You don't want to? :( -Mill Of course I do. But how? -Lindy You'll see baby. You should trust Milo Beckett. -Mill

He's a good businessman for a reason, so he says, "Don't worry, I have no romantic interest in you." He stands slowly to approach me and it’s like he’s approaching a skittish animal. I must visibly sigh in relief at his words because he watches me with an amused look and says, "That's not the normal reaction I get to those words." "Look, I'm sure you have women throwing themselves at you like Jessica was, but I need to make one thing clear. I need you to promise not to fall in love with me. I know it's silly of me to ask and I'm under no illusion that you would, but I would be a lot calmer about this arrangement if you said the words out loud," I say, with what I'm sure is a desperate look i

The counter-story ran Friday morning and by noon it had done exactly what I said it would do. Three outlets picked it up by two o'clock. The narrative flipped cleanly — billionaire pauses neighborhood acquisition before marriage, before contract, before anything was in it for him. The planning office filing date was public record. It was verifiable and it was damaging to the gold digger angle in the most effective way possible, which was simply by being true. Rachel Howe posted nothing. Camille, according to Theo who texted me approximately every four hours now, was apparently furious, which Theo reported with more satisfaction than was strictly necessary.

I said softly, trying to keep my voice steady and warm. He kissed my cheek right there for everyone to see. “Only the best for you, my love. You deserve the world after everything you have done for me these past years.” The auctioneer laughed into the microphone. “Mr. Miller is spoiling his wife tonight. Who else wants to show their love like this? Come on, gentlemen, step up and make your bids!” Another guest raised his paddle quickly. David countered without hesitation. “Three hundred thousand. Nothing is too much when it comes to making my wife happy.”

Prince Klaus explained. “Love? You love each other?” Queen Luna asked in disbelief. “I know all of you are shocked but this is the truth. I love Prince Klaus and not Prince Lucian. None of you asked me what I wanted and needed. I actually thought that maybe the fourth prince will fall in love with me but that Ray of hope was crashed when he abandoned me to tend to a mere servant. He chose a servant over a princess and now you all see that he has married her. Moreover who would want to get married and associated with a son of a concubine. Father, you were not getting your daughter married to a prince rather a pauper. The royal family’s peon.”