Slumdog Millionaire Novels & Stories

Charlie sighed as he said, “Actually, I have already heard of the existence of the beggar syndicate when I was still working at the construction site. They mostly consist of fellow villagers or relatives who formed and organized a group to beg in big cities. Some of them are extremely cruel, and they specialize in targeting minors.” After that, Charlie continued speaking, “Do you remember that we watched an Indian movie called ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ about two years ago? There was the leader of a beggar syndicate who made a young child blind because he could sing very well? After making him blind, he made him sing and beg on the street. It seems as though this k

srium smiled milan foot steps stopped that man said "how many days you'll care that orphan dog I know he is a burden to you I know you're staying here because of him only" milan didn't have anymore strength to listen that man's words he turned away but the thing is srium slapped that man before him to continue his words and said "shut up just shut up he is the man I love dare to use your stinky mouth in my relationship I will kill you" she left from there by leaving him in shock

Max received no answer. “I’m thinking that’s a no. We know who he is. I’m guessing you think he’s some invincible-looking nomadic warrior. You’d be wrong. He’s a spoiled farmer’s son. From a large farm in Southern Africa. He doesn’t care about the West African people. He only cares about himself.” “You lie! He’s a god! Untouchable—and he’s one of us.” “His name is Kris Muller.” Max handed over a photograph. A purposely chosen image of Kris Muller at college, looking preppy as he posed with his cricket league outside their clubhouse. Mongo stared in horror. Max pulled a file from his pack and produced more evidence.

"Wealthy people are weird. They use other people's weakness to fulfill their selfish desires." "Well, it's not our fault that you badly need money and you're willing to do even the most awful things to have it." "It's because we have no other choice. If only we have a choice, why would we even want to give up our morale and dignity to some stranger? It's not that we're willing to do everything, it's just that we just think there is no hope anymore. And when you're in that situation, you really won't be able to think about yourself anymore."

“Don’t be delusional princess. Just because I married you doesn’t mean that you are my wife. Don’t forget that I have purchased you from your so called father” “You might be my wife in front of the world. But in reality you are nothing but a thing I have bought so that I can use you to satisfy myself”. “You are nothing but a slave who obeys her master, always. Remember that” he said. Each and every word he just uttered, stabbed my insides making me go completely speechless. Tears started stinging the back of my eyes and a lump started forming in the back of my throat. It’s not like I was expecting anything in this marriage. But still I was hoping to not be seen only as an tool to earn money

"Let her go!" Just as her uncle set his eyes on the man, he instantly released his hand in fear and trepidation and Jennifer slumbed on the floor. He knew who the man was and what he is capable of. The man standing before him is the most ruthless and feared Billionaire. His name is Mike Zacklid. He is strong, very tough to deal with and always with arm. The only billionaire who live and journey with no single armed guards. He dosen't need security. He wears bullet proof suits which costs millions of dollars. He is skilled and fast enough to dodge a fired bullet. He is mysterious and powerful. Nobody dares stands on his way. Fighting him is just like digging your own grave.

"Unfortunately I do, I've had the displeasure for the past few weeks of wading through your filth. I have the children you sold away into captivity by the way. By the end of tomorrow the whole world is going to know what you are not to worry." He struggled against his restraints and swore a blue streak. Demented fuck. I stood back and let him tire his old ass out. Funny, up close he didn't look like either of his personas. Not the great senator, nor the axis of evil. Instead he looked like a sixty five year old degenerate down on his luck.

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

Alex is in a cheap bar currently, where no one can recognise him. The party was going loud out there while he was drinking his grief off. He felt like destroying everything off but he couldn't. His hands were empty to do so. He thought he was going to rule the world when he owned the company. He is going to be the number one businessman by using his knowledge and actor connection. He dreamt to be the greatest businessman ever but everything is finished and it's all because of that-...

“The possibility of you getting hurt in your neighbourhood is higher than something going wrong with the pregnancy.” So he was serious. Was he really that rich that he couldn’t phantom the idea that some people can’t afford to live anywhere else than in rough neighbourhoods? Besides, my neighbourhood was one of a kind. My drug dealer neighbour came to my aid when I had fainted while Clara was with me. My other neighbour, who I was fairly certain worked as a prostitute, once helped me cover rent when I couldn’t. It was my first house, and I wasn’t ready to say goodbye yet. “I am not moving,” I said to him. “I-”