روايات وقصص ضمن Slumdog Millionaire

When the banks refused to lend me, I turned to people who were greater than me and now they are after my life. I don't even have a secretary. Like, my life is just a definition of what it means to be in a tight corner. If only I had stayed with her. I would at least had made those properties mine but no, I fvcked up. Big time. I got into my car and a bullet was pointed to my skull. "Scream and I will blow your head off your body." The voice said silently with menace. ~Ophelia's POV~

she chuckle "you know all the people from slum have the tendency to do anything for money so they could get rich or rather get food on their table since its hard and difficult for them to feed" I kissed my teeth before smiling "Oh I can see you're from slum too since you know so well about people from there" I chuckle "and oh don't worry your son is in safe hand I promised not to drained him dry" I gave her my killer smile which she raised her hand to slap me but I grabbed her wrist before she could do that "Don't you dare try this again, not now, and not in the near future or ever again in your life try to slap me because if you do I will make sure you regret it"

I'm thinking the last one was pretty spot on. " I mean- He's just Killian Russel.. a ruthless billionaire who does whatever he wants " He nodded his head. " Interesting.... " He said and I stood up. Walking away from him I silently went into a room which was just Madam A and Delilah. Madam A didn't notice me a since she was turned and Delilah didn't either. She banged her stick. " Again " Delilah prepped herself before she turned swinging her back leg up but failing to hold it.

But I inevitably felt frustrated when I remember he mentioned the sex slave thingy. "D-damien, you're joking right?" I laughed along with that because I wanted to hide my frustration. "Sabrina, I'm not just a businessman but, I'm a mafia king too. A dominant and a sadist. I like to play in the bed but to someone I want. I have flings before but no one of them ever pass my standards." I was just stunned by what he said. I didn’t know what to say because I was surprised too.

His money is as new as it comes, and as filthy. Born dirt poor, Sly was an only child, which maybe explains his inability to play well with others. His mother, my grandmother whom of course I never met, waited tables at a greasy diner in Boston while his father, a goliath of a man, worked in construction all his life. Both were hard working. Together they made ends meet, giving the best they could to their ungrateful son and working themselves to their graves before either of them reached fifty-five.

Instead, I opted for pants. When I got to the slum, the people there were surprised to see me dressed so conservatively. "Why are you all covered up today? You looked so nice yesterday with your chest showing." Embarrassed by their remarks, I kept my head down and paid them no mind. I started going door to door to hand out the supplies. At the first house, the man had a wife, so naturally he wasn't as interested in me. The one I feared most was the single guy at the second house. He'd acted like a horny mutt the second he saw me, humping and rubbing against my body.

=== DONT FALL FOR HIS TRAP :HE'S A PERPETRATOR INSERT 002 -YAMISA MKHIZE I never wanted this life but here I'm doing it and now I desperately need money a lot of money to pay the loansharck he's always on my neck i hate lying to Sima but I don't have a choice she did a lot for me already thing is I was a prostitute in cape Town and I lied to Sima I told her that im studying and then boogeyman happened to buy me some other day and we did business strange he had to leave my money and go but he didn't pay so I had to look for him until I found him he told me I deserve better not this life I'm living now so we skipped the country and went to Spain but he sold me to some gent called Milton Magwaz

As expected from a former loner! "You that suicidal dude?" Door dude says I'm suicidal? Well, I can't say I wasn't. "Suicidal? What do you mean by that?" "Boy! Do I look up to your bravery! You had the nerve to interfere with the police corps!" "Yeah, Miles! Don't do that again..." Adorable! Her face and the way she pinches my sweater is... Almost makes me forget that view just now... And speaking of that view. This is probably the most massive slum I've ever witness. I'm used to seeing shanty, run-down areas in the previous world, but one that stretches the horizon and goes as far as you can see is... something that makes me bawl my eyeballs out.

I managed to say The short one chuckled "We don't have time boy...we need the money now..." "We don't have the amount of money "I said pathetically "If you can't give us the money... there's another way you can pay"the slim one said "There is?"grandma said "Yeah....so can live the rest of your life as a slave to us " "No way !"grandma blurted "You don't accept the offer...then give us our f#cking money"the short one said aggressively

It hurt. That morning had started off quite badly for Liam. Right after his jog, he went up to Dion’s room. It was his duty, he had to make certain that Dion was awake and well. Liam found himself being scolded only for showing concern over the bruise on his master’s forehead. “Get away from me, son of nobody.” Dion went on, “What makes you so worthy to know my business? These are issues faced by people of upper class. A mere peasant like yourself can never understand. I only pay you to be my tail, nothing more. If you feel that I pay you way too much for the little work that you do, do tell and I will gladly cut your wages. You suck at the job anyway. Now turn around and get out.” Though ve