روايات وقصص ضمن Aloof Woman

I exhale slowly, closing my eyes for a second. “You’re adapting faster than I expected.” The voice is smooth. Controlled. And instantly unwelcome. I don’t turn. I don’t need to. “Do you always follow women into bathrooms,” I say flatly, opening my eyes again, “or am I special?” Aoife’s reflection appears behind me. Perfect. Untouched. Like she walked out of a different world. “Only the ones who matter,” she replies. I almost laugh. “Then you’re wasting your time.”

she explained with a big smile. "Is that true? Then is it true that he is a mafia head? Then who is that woman? his wife?” asked Alicia. “Head of the Mafia…well I have to correct it, used to be the head of the mafia..now no, the woman he was with is not his wife…more like… hmmm…” she is silent and seemed to think of the right term. “Fuck buddy, she is a woman from Asia and a widow with one child, her child just died two weeks ago… a little girl named… Raine??”

the woman muttered. Looking at Ava's cold eyes, the woman smiled and felt bored. Then she left. Seeing this scene, Ava's slightly cold eyes eased a little. This woman's words were very hateful, but she was also a poor and boring person. Women, especially a lonely woman, always made people feel sorry for them.

This girl was something else, Amelia thought to herself as she continued observing her. "Are you done staring, madam? Don't you have a husband or something?" the girl spoke up, her raspy and sexy voice made Amelia raise an eyebrow. The girl though, instead of looking at the woman, raised an eyebrow and leaned elbows on her knees before smirking at her. "I do have a husband. One that I think would love to meet you," she muttered, bewitched by the aura of the young woman. "Hmm, not interested in married men, but thanks for the offer," Aurora said as she squinted her eyes, suspicious writing all over her facial features, but then she turned her head to the window, leaning in her seat, she close

Aili even after getting a clear vision had a hard time in finding out who she was. Even with the real Aili’s memories, she was quite unable to predict, who that woman might be with a golden purple wig that was tied into two pony tails. She gave a similar vibe as a Joker card and even styled herself like that. “Oh, my! You don’t know who I am, right! So, how about playing a guessing game?” the woman said while circling around Aili. Aili after getting a clear vision looked at her surrounding. After smelling all kind of oil, she started to wonder whether that woman spilled oil on her or water! Her hands and body were shaking and she was really very scared but then she took a deep breath.

“Just a friend and nothing more. And please, don’t tell my husband about this.” He nodded and used his fingers to zip his mouth as though he was practising a mime. “Why don’t you three go to a love garden or better still get a room?!” An angry woman hissed from behind. Gideon made a shocking face. I turned to the woman. She was around my mum's age, a bit overweight, and had very light yellowish-white hair that ended just below her neck, curling inward. “I’m so sorry, madam,” I apologized. “We are almost done and will be out of your way soon.”

Three of them. A woman—elegant, in her fifties, the type of grace that smells like old money and danger. A man in, late forties, forgettable but with a face that might haunt a child’s nightmare. And a third, a younger man in his thirties, awkwardly handsome but with a cold gaze I couldn’t shake. They all watched me like I was a chess piece. “She must be the Alpha’s fake bride,” the woman said, her voice laced with amusement, not venom—but it burned all the same.

There was everything here that a woman would need: wine, clothes, furniture like bed, sofa, chair, table etc, walls to bang my head on, a rope to choke myself, and a knife to stab my heart. Okay, the knife was blunt. “ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!” Some sexually frustrated undead screamed. Why was he frustrated? Well, he was the loudest and there was just something about his voice. They say that frustrated people can recognise each other easily. It’s the same with sad people -- or idiots. Anyway, Aloisia was anything but an idiot.

Even Winnie let out a snort and leaned sideways against Sheldon. "Is Cassandra crazy? She didn't even take the exam, and she still had the nerve to show up for the physical?" "People like her are just obsessed with appearances. She's afraid we'll find out she can't even get into a community college." "Seriously, if I were her, I would have passed out crying in the bathroom by now." "Since she's already here, we might as well show her what an Aiviy League acceptance letter actually looks like." "Exactly. Let's put her in her place today."

"Stay out of this, or you'll get hurt." "I am the sister-in-law to this she-wolf you are yelling at. She's kind not to punch your stupid face for talking her down in that manner. Mind you; I have no such patience like her!" The woman harrumphed, puffed out her chest, and walked towards Linda as if trying to challenge her to a fight. "I am an Alpha Wife, and I heard a lot about the slut over there." She nodded her head toward me. "The slut lures men into bed and bewitches them with her fucking pretty face and..."