A Certain Someone Novels & Stories

My boss gave me the "you're in trouble look" "Mr Richmond Hill...so sorry for the inconveniences...this way please". Mr Kendrick McCoy said as Richmond followed him . "You don't really know who he is do you? Anita asked again. "Seriously...are you asking me that...I just told you I don't-". I tried to wave hher words off when she interrupted me. "He is Richmond Hill...a model, a brand influencer and the son of the famous Billionaire....you have really gone mad Daphney". Anita interrupted my words and dragged me away from the crowd that followed Richmond like flies.

It's not like he's some movie star or some freaking famous football star. "Trent Aston," He winks at me. "G****e me." ××××

she yelled, jumping to her feet as she quickly ran over to her livingroom window and looked out. " I swear he is the biggest piece OF scum on this earth, he's not even man enough to come and pick her up himself! Mmmhmm, yeah, I think I just might do that, sense he's clearly not bold enough to come pick her up by himself and face me. The social worker can't take her if were not here and it's not like he has called me back to let me know he even got my message.... Right, right, okay well thank you Amy for letting me know and tell Bri thank you as well for informing you. I know she could get fired for telling you all this. Have a good night as well and I will see you in the morning." she says.

DANTE Surprised and angered by the audacity of someone hacking into an account connected to me, I demanded, "Have you identified the hacker?" Tom replied hesitantly, "The transaction was executed seamlessly." My frustration grew. "No one besides Anna and me has access to her account details. So if I didn't initiate the transaction, who did?" Tom's response was straightforward, "The only person who holds the answer to that question is Nathan Miverton." Running my finger over my lips, I contemplated the situation. "I'll investigate further. In the meantime, I want you to dig into Clifford Cameron."

"Who do you think she is? She's acting all mysterious just for a prenatal check-up." "Who knows? Maybe she doesn't want people to know that she's pregnant. Let's not discuss it. We can't afford to offend people like them." "I didn't say anything, but that man is really handsome. He seems to be from the Florentines." "It doesn't matter. After all, it has nothing to do with us. Let's stop talking about it." Gwyneth stood there in a daze. Did they just mention the Florentines and a prenatal check-up?

I saw a waiter holding up a tray of champagne, so I got one without talking. I eyed all the people. Men of different ages. Men with different numbers of bank accounts. I walked to the first man I saw. Hugh Anderson He's one of Mr. Carter's cousins. The Elite is the owner of the famous firm in town. He eyed me when he saw me walking in his direction. I smiled sexily and offered the glass. "Cheers to your success," I said as we clinked our glasses together. It didn’t pass my eyes how he looked at me meaningfully.

I asked. “I’ve heard of a few people trying, but by the time they got up to him to start a conversation, he was gone.” “Pretty standard for a mysterious, supernatural figure,” Mont said. “This Green Man,” Jonie asked Alice. “Does he relate to anyone’s personal dirt, that you know of, anyone’s personal life story?”

was invited to help UKM Press. Then the person I'm dealing with is Beton, the most famous person throughout the campus! Could have been hit by my surprise attack. Huh..., Please help me! I don't want to get into troublesome things, I really don't! So, what should I respond to...?

It was impossible for me. When I got in people were smiling at me. Seems like Layla is quite famous here. I just have to look for a man named James Cornell. I looked around. I was lost. A lady walked. "ms. Hayden, we have a meeting with the boss in twenty minutes, please come on time she hates tardiness." "uh... Okay, please do you know where I could find James Cornell?" I asked. She looked taken aback. Did I say something wrong? "Did I say something wrong?" I asked.

“Hello.” It was a female voice that I did not recognise; I felt my gut twist. “Is Brax there?” “He’s a little busy at the moment,” I heard a snigger under her voice, “Can I take a message.” I heard Brax in the background, “Babe, who is it?”