Romans & histoires Alice Spades

So she called the person she trusted the most in the world— There was a click as the call went through. “Hello?” “Madam Dahlia, it’s me, Spider.” Aria’s eyes were perfectly still in the darkness. “Good news. “—I’ve established contact with the assassination target.”

Not when she’d cried so hard that night, her hands trembling as she held me in her arms. I turned to Noah, who’d been quietly standing by the door. “Noah,” I said slowly, “find out where she is.” He looked surprised but nodded immediately. “Yes, sir.” He returned hours later, holding his tablet, his expression tense. “Sir… we tracked her location using the company’s driver report and the security feeds.” I looked at him sharply. “And?” “She hasn’t been to the mansion since that night,” he said carefully. “According to our information, Miss Alice was last seen entering President Adrian Spencer’s car—JB Company’s CEO.”

Her words were like poison, dripping from her tongue like a drooling dog. “Jasper may be an heir, but it was you who killed Adam, it was because of you my wolf abandoned me. You killed my child and my wolf all in the name of greed, you shit on your mate by taking his Alpha into your bed…” “And your revenge was fucking a slave and having her?” Alice pointed in my direction.

Melissa was always the type to let things be, and I turned to look at her with a smile. One year later, I gave birth to a beautiful daughter. It was also on that day that Johnny and Lorraine were arrested for armed robbery and murder, and were given the death penalty. And so, Lily was the only one left to pay Louis' debt. Apparently, she could only earn money by picking trash from the streets, and even spent her days eating and sleeping in trash cans. Half a year later, on a cold winter's day, someone found her frozen to death in a trash can, a sack wrapped around her like a cocoon.

The assistant opened a door at the back of the atelier, and there she was: Madame Alice, a woman in her forties with sleek black hair in a perfect bun, wearing a black suit that screamed money. She stood up from her chair, her sharp blue eyes sizing me up with a smile that didn’t reach them. “Cassandra, I presume? And… Beckie, right?” she said, her voice all smooth but with an edge that made me frown. “What a pleasure to meet you both.” I was about to thank her when she cut me off. “Did you know I’m Spencer’s sister and Connor’s wife?” She paused, her smile turning razor-sharp, almost mocking. “So it’s an extra special pleasure to meet the two sluts who’ve been wrecking their marriages.”

"Don't even think about it Adams, I've lost May, I won't loose Alicia as well, nothing bad will happen to her, let's just look for her together, I'm sure we'll find her." "Come on." He pats Adams shoulder and they both went to look for Alicia. Meanwhile, Ashton drove Alicia to Adams company, it's a good thing it's pretty dark by now, the workers had all closed for the day, except for one, a spy he had planted in the company to help him with this particular plan of his. He drove to Adams company's parking lot where his spy was waiting for him. He gave the man a signal by flashing his headlights twice, seeing this, the man ran to meet him.

The day went by quickly. Ashley spent most of it in her room planning her grand comeback. Her new identity was her greatest strength. No one knew who she really was and she could shoot her targets without anyone ever knowing it was her. She decided to clad herself in a knee length, red lace evening dress, adorned with glittering silver sequin bordering the deep V neck line and the same design around the slim of her waist. The colour, chosen to reflect the vengeance in her heart.

"Are you serious…like right now?" Daisy asked as she stared at the clock. "Please." Wade's voice was laced with sadness. "Alright, 32 minutes it is." ************************************************ Moments later, Daisy Hunter is standing in front of the opulent door of Roberto's mansion. She stood admiring the garden and the whole mansion. As she stepped up again to ring the doorbell for the 5th time, the door opened immediately, revealing Mrs Angela, Wade's mom. "Are you the waitress from Splat Burger?" Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter.

Veronica asked, the lady did not even flinch at the sight of the dead bodies, true that she was known as the most heartless woman and deadliest Spy in the agency. “Approximately, two weeks or 17 days, not more,” Aryan said as he looked at the broken shades of glass. “Traces of any weapon?” She asked recording all the information. “Looks like a gun is missing but I can’t figure out what they have been stabbed with, brutal murder I must say,” Aryan commented as Sid looked around. With his lances. True that there were not many fingers and the ones he found belong to the dead ones. “Sid, examine this one,” Aryan said pointing at the glass that had some blood on it and a very faint fingerprint.

Tabitha's eyes flashed with the images of John lying on the hospital bed, Joanna, who shielded her from the gun, and the babies she had not yet held in her own hands. Maybe she was a heinous criminal in her past life, therefore the Moon Goddess punished her in such a way. "Bang." Spencer's right leg was shot again. He dragged one leg and kept moving, still trying his best to protect Tabitha. As Alice climbed on the rocks, her hands were cut by the sharp rocks. Blood kept oozing from her palms. "Is it worth it?" Tabitha suddenly asked. Alice was taken aback and was clueless about the meaning of her words.