Novels by LolaBvnny

The room went dead silent. Everyone stared at Declan with their mouths hanging open. The server stood frozen, clearly caught off guard. “Did he just say premium?” Someone whispered from the back, “Is he actually serious right now?”Carlos recovered first. He let out a laugh but it sounded forced, “Premium? You? Do you know how much that costs?”“Does it matter?” Declan replied, his voice completely calm. Laura shifted in her seat, her eyes wide, “There’s no way you have that kind of money. What did you do? Rob a bank or something?”“Or did you max out credit cards?” Louis added. Everyone began talking over each other, demanding answers. Declan just stood in the hallway, looking completely unbothered by all the noise. The server cleared his throat loudly, “Sur, I should inform you that the premium tier for a party of your size would be approximately eighteen thousand dollars. That's before tax and gratuity,”More gasps came from the fraternity members. Someone actually choked on

Carlos stared at Declan like he'd just sprouted a second head. Then he burst out laughing. Loud and mocking laughter filled the entire class room. “You have money?” Carlos said as he wiped tears from his eyes, “Oh, man. That's rich. You really are something, Declan,”The rest of the class joined in. People snickered and pointed at Declan's clothes. “Take a look at that outfit,” A red-haired boy from the back called out, “Custom made poverty,”“Yeah, I can see the ‘brand’” Another voice called out, “Goodwill Special Edition,”The class erupted in laughter again. Laura placed a hand over her mouth, her shoulders shaking.Carlos was still grinning as he leaned forward in his seat, “Let me guess. Did you get a raise from working security last night? What did they pay you? Fifty bucks?”He paused for dramatic effect, “Or wait, maybe they gave you a nice tip? Someone felt sorry for the poor guy in the security booth?”Declan's expression remained blank, “You don't need to know where I go

Manager Liu waited until Carlos and Laura were gone before turning back to Declan. He bowed deeply. “Young Master, I sincerely apologize for that disturbance. I should have handled the situation better from the start,” Declan shook his head, “It's not your fault. You handled it well,” "You're too kind, Young Master." Manager Liu said as he straightened, relief washing over his face, "If I may, I'd like to assign two plainclothes bodyguards to stay with you during your time in Boston. For your safety and convenience. They'll be discreet." He paused. "I'd also like to provide you with several outfits. Quality clothing that will ensure no one looks down on you again. Especially after what happened tonight,”Declan raised an eyebrow. The offer was tempting. After years of wearing cheap clothes from dollar stores, the idea of having quality outfits was quite appealing. But then he remembered what the security guard had said earlier. Old money intentionally wore understated clothing and

They both stood frozen, staring through the glass. Declan walked through the garden with his hands in his pocket, looking completely calm and peaceful.“This doesn't make sense,” Carlos muttered as his hands balled into fists, “There's no way he can afford to stay here,”Laura's eyes narrowed, “Maybe he's working here? Like security or maintenance?”Carlos’ jaw tightened. Something was wrong, “Come on,” he grabbed Laura's arm roughly, “We’re going to find out what the hell is going on,”They walked through the doors that led to the garden. The cold night air hit them, carrying the scent of flowers and fresh grass. Declan was about thirty feet ahead, still walking at that maddening calm pace. “Declan!” Carlos shouted. Declan stopped and turned around slowly. For just a moment, surprise flickered in his face. Then it was gone. Carlos and Laura approached him fast, confusion written all over their faces. “How can you be here?” Laura demanded, “Shouldn't you be in your storage room?”

The woman's voice cut through the tension in the yard "Clear them out. All of them!"Her bodyguards moved instantly. The hired thugs saw them coming and their faces went white. They dropped their weapons and within seconds, all of them had scrambled away.Tom and Clarke stared with their mouths hanging open. Mark took a step back, his earlier confidence completely gone. Clarke's face had gone pale and her hands trembled at her sides.The woman turned to Declan and her entire demeanor changed. The ice-cold authority vanished. She bowed deeply, her voice soft and respectful. "Young Master, forgive me for arriving late. Please, allow me to escort you out of here."She extended her hand, waiting for his permission.Declan hesitated for a moment, his heart still pounding from the confrontation, then he stepped toward her. Her hand was warm when it touched his arm and she guided him gently to her side with the care of someone handling something precious. He could feel the eyes of his adop

Declan couldn't speak. His mind was blank as he tried to process what this man had just said. He was the Steele Family's heir. Him?Franklin noticed his silence, then clearing his throat, he continued in a calm and patient voice."I understand this is difficult to believe, young master. And that's understandable. After we finally found you, we discovered that the Reyes Family who adopted you had always told you that you were an orphan. But that wasn't the case at all."Declan’s heart pounded in his chest. "What are you talking about?""In truth, you are the young master of the Steele Family," Franklin went on. "You were separated from your birth parents in a tragic incident shortly after you were born. It was only recently that we managed to track you down." Declan leaned against the brick wall of a nearby building, his legs suddenly weak."If that's true," He said slowly, his voice hoarse, "then why haven't my parents come to find me themselves? Why are you calling me instead of the