Novel & Cerita Alisha Boe Georgina Campbell

I need to know if she’s genuine or if she’s playing some kind of dangerous game. I pull out my phone and open the file Axel sent me. The moment her details pop up on the screen, I smile. Her real name is Alissia. She’s twenty-six, lives with a woman named Jenni in a small apartment. I click the link to her social media, and there she is.

Lucia read the news and had her brows knitted. "You're bothered that the name of his wife was similar to Ashley?" She laughed as if that was such a funny thing. "I don't know. I just feel like-" "I'm going to stop you right there. Ashley White was a common name, honey. There were probably hundreds of women out there having that name. I mean just look at this picture. It didn't even look like your ex. I knew for sure because this lady here looked smokingly gorgeous even though it only showed her side body. And I'm dead certain Ashley would never be able to be this gorgeous. She's just not up to such standard," Lucia scornfully mocked Ashley openly right in front of Karl. She laughed wickedly

I also knew that she didn't make idle remarks, especially regarding people's lives. “Who’s the crazy old bat?” Aisha asked Colin, as if it were his fault. Aisha had the strongest personality among the four of us. She’s also the most eye-catching--at six-foot-one, with smooth chocolate skin and doll-like features, her dyed pink hair artfully braided down her back with dark-red flowers the same shade as her skin-tight dress, she embodied the title ‘top model’. No one would mistake her for anything less. Bea stepped forward protectively, "What do you mean by that?" she demanded. "Are you saying Alisa is in danger?"

Nick walked out immediately, rubbing his forehead in agony and shame, he didn't have far to go, we had officers waiting on the outside for him also. I take my seat in the boss' chair, smiling, I looked around the table. "Hello gentlemen, my name is Camila Clair Camorra, I am your CEO" I say leaning back and watching their faces go from shocked to very impressed. Elijah smiles at me in adoration, he's so handsome!. But what are the odds, I'm the villain in everyone else's story except his.

Danika Williams I called Elizabeth as I started getting ready but I was a mess. I didn’t understand what was appropriate to wear, how much makeup was appropriate to apply or how high my shoes can be. Elizabeth is great with such things. Parents love her, she is very respectful and sweet. “Oh thank god Elizabeth.” I breathe out as the call connects on the last ring. “Yello! Who this?” I hear a childish voice but it was a woman I could tell. “Danika here. I need to talk to Elizabeth.” I say as I go through the clothes in my walk in closet.

"How old are you, little Lady?" A genuine smile appeared on her lips and she came closer, blushing, "I'm five! My name is Alisha, by the way! What's your name?" "Oh, so you have the name of one of the founders of the Caspien Empire," she nodded, proudly. "My name is Natasha Nicholai-" wait, what? I gulped, covering my mouth with my hands. What is happening? "I…"

Alisha yelled. "Sh..she's pregnant"

"Bonnie..." Before Chloe could finish, a tall dark girl walked over to us. She looked like she was searching for someone, before our eyes met. I let my gaze sweep her body, the feline way in which she strided over, her body posture... She would make a good model, if she was not already one. "My name is Alia. I am looking for Miss Bonnie Trevino?" My brows creased. What now? "I was asked to model for you." Chloe and I glanced at each other. "For me? By who?"

one of them shouted, coming closer to where I was. "Hahaha, I have many routes to escape from. You should worry about yourself. Luciana is not doing anything and she is not going to do anything. Give up and spill the truth. "We do not know what truth you are talking about. You are just trying to blackmail us." "Blackmail you? Did I not tell you the last time that I knew everything? Why do I even know? That is because I am Ashley, the luna you all conspired to kill." There was a pale look of fear and distress on their faces.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!