The Deal Elle Kennedy Online Novels & Stories

I placed the beef casserole in front of Beatrice and the other in front of me. "Knoxx and I had sex." My gaze snapped to Beatrice. Knoxx is Hudson's friend; I met him at our wedding. Knoxx is a billionaire. At his young age, he already manages his family's business, and at the same time, he runs a hospital on his own. I heard that Knoxx is a playboy; he changed a woman like he was changing clothes. "What?" I asked in a low voice. Maybe I heard her wrong.

Jennelle rolled her eyes and in no time the atmosphere was lively again… “So tell me, Dear did you get the deal?” Chairman Delian asked with a smile on his face.. “Of course! I was gonna get the deal anyway..” Jennelle smiled proudly… She got the deal thanks to Damian's connections… “I'm so proud of you, My dear…” Chairman Delian chuckled… “How about we all go out and celebrate right now? What do you think, Elly?” Alex asked enthusiastically… “Sounds like a great idea!” Jennelle gave a thumbs up while grinning from ear to ear…

Roseanne West Today I have a meeting for casting the actor and the actress for the movie of my first book. I'm so excited to do this and yes I will come there as Roseanne not as Elena Parker. I told them that Elena Parker trusted me to see the casting process so they won't be suspicious.

In bold printed letters on the entertainment headline news. “Sebastien Jackson Kincaid apparently dumped supermodel Carmela Steinfeld for duchess-in-waiting Ellisande Porter,” the female news anchor stated with a smile. “After confirming with out reliable source, the young Ms. Porter is the long-lost daughter of hotelier Elliot Grande, who married Alessandra Montagu, the daughter of the Grand Duke and Dowager Duchess of Devonshire and sister of the current Duke of Devonshire.”

Mia scurried away as Sofia inched closer to him. “I want to know what it’s truly about” He whispered. “It’s about us. It’s about the story of us” Sofia whispered and her eyes dropped to the stand right behind him, across the lasciviously beautiful book cover and the name across it—A Deal With Mr Baron. Truly, this book was about their story. About two people so different that they could swear they weren’t for each other but fate has a real funny way of laughing in our faces. Even after so long, even after so much had changed.

"Oh my God! Nathan! You scared me" Nathan took off his sunglasses and held up his phone. "Girl! You are everywhere! Look!" Adele grabbed the phone and sauntered into the house, her eyes glazing over as she read the red glaring headline. "BILLIONAIRE CEO, JULIAN HAWTHORNE SPOTTED LOCKING LIPS WITH A MYSTERIOUS FEMALE" "THE HAWTHORNE HURRICANE: CEO OF HAWTHORNE GLOBAL HOLDINGS SPOTTED WITH…GIRLFRIEND?"

Elizabeth's point of view: We got down to the parking lot, where a pure white Cadillac Escalade limo sat waiting just in front of the elevator. As soon as we stepped out, the driver rushed forward, fumbling to open the door for Richard. But Richard stopped him, "The lady first." Richard instructed. And the driver nodded redirecting his efforts to me. I tried not to blush as I stepped inside, my breath hitching at the sheer luxury surrounding me. The interior was sleek, with plush leather seats, a TV screen, and crystal-clear wine glasses arranged neatly beside a fully stocked mini fridge. It was the kind of car that screamed wealth, the kind I had only ever seen in movies.

“I'm rich, I’m tall, handsome, I dress well, I have nice things and I can stay up all night. I can give you a life where you never have to serve another drink in your life. You'd be comfortable. You'd be mine.” Is he auditioning for a 1990s soap opera? ‘You'd be mine’? Gross. Someone get this man a personality that doesn't involve a bank statement. “I like my life.” Delilah said flatly. “And I love my job. I'm not for sale, Marcus.” “Are you sure you don't want anything?” Marcus reached into his pocket and pulled out a stunning, heavy diamond bracelet. He put on the trunk next to her, alongside a thick wad of cash.

Kennedy was going to drive away when he noticed them as they crossed the garage. He froze when he saw Anne with Jeremy and Evelynn. He was surprised to see Evelynn here once more. She was as stunning as he recalled, if not more so. Everyone in their social circle had by now heard about this gorgeous person—someone so captivating that a single glance might leave you permanently haunted. She had been photographed last night at the charity event. He had witnessed it, and she was intriguing even in a photo. However, Jeremy had supported her.

"I ought to hate your guts on principle for nabbing one of the Ridge's most eligible bachelors, but it's hard to do that when you look so damned happy." "Thanks. I think." As Trish sauntered off to finish refilling ketchup bottles, Kennedy turned back to her conversation with her wedding planner. As talk shifted to bridesmaids dresses - oh hell, were those fabric swatches on his bar? - Denver flipped the channel of the nearest flatscreen to ESPN and turned up the volume a bit. Hopefully coverage of the College World Series would help offset the estrogen.