Alya Cesaire Novels & Stories

Luca, on the other hand, followed me behind my back. Charlotte seemed to have a rather surprised reaction. “Greetings, Charlotte and… her mother, Ophelia Maine,” I said, slightly bowing towards them. Ophelia was mesmerized to see my appearance. “My, what a fine lad you are. May I inquire what business you have towards us?” She asked, observing me from left to right. I chuckled at her remarks and looked at the blushing Charlotte beside her. It seems like the princess didn’t expect that I’ll be showing my presence to her mom. “Pardon me for interrupting your talk. My name’s Damien Yves Etienne—” “Oh my! I heard of you, and your accomplishments!”

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

" I smiled at her, and Alessandro pulled out my chair for me to sit down; I took a quick glance at Alessandro's father, and he gave me a subtle wink. Shit! I ignored his wink. Alessandro sat down in the seat next to me placing his hand on top of mine for reassurance. "Cassandra, this is my mother, Bianca," He spoke, and she leaned her hand out for mine across the table. "Nice to meet you, dear," She spoke in her Italian accent. She was a beautiful woman, I don't get why her husband constantly cheated on her. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your fiancee, my son?" Alessandro's father spoke up, taking a sip of the whiskey he had in his glass.

Caesar didn't know what kind of bath products she had used, but now she smelled like a jasmine flower sprayed with mint water, a scent that was a bit strong and refreshingly peculiar. Caesar simply said, "Just once, and I'll take you out to dinner after school." Lola remained unmoved, "You've already used that excuse." Caesar wanted to crack open her skull to see what strange things were hidden inside that brain, no bigger than a squirrel's. but a principle that every Alpha needed to learn: you can't force an Omega, even if they are an Asti. Today, Caesar had to continue investigating the fugitives from the day before yesterday and the Asti organization behind them. To handle these matters,

“I don’t know what you mean.” “Oh, come now.” Celine’s laugh was soft, cruel. She circled Jannah slowly, like a predator. “Do you think I’m blind? I see the way you hesitate when he calls your name. The way your smile falters when he touches you. Alyssa never hesitated. Alyssa never faltered.” Jannah’s throat tightened. Celine’s voice dipped to a whisper, brushing against her ear. “You’re not her. You never will be. And one day… Adrian will see it too.”

"Your friend!! I think I got your friend a job" Celine could be seen at a salon, getting her hair and nails done, she had grown into a very beautiful and endowed lady. "Where do you want to meet"? She asked and soon enough, they were both sitting in a cafe. "So, what job do you have for Ayla"? Celine was well known for being the daughter of a wealthy politician who beats guys up. Her family was much more wealthier than Ayla's, and that's why Ayla's father never insulted or ridiculed her. At least not in front of her.

“I suppose that’s up to you.” “Just why are you doing this? Are you nuts? Did you not see how angry David was last night when he thought that you had kidnapped Isabelle? Have you got some kind of death wish?” There is a flicker in his eyes for a moment and Alice is sure that it is fear. He recovers well and smiles. “Yes, poor David. Last night he inadvertently made me aware of a weakness. One I did not know he possessed.”

Celine asked without glancing at Daisy, she was still busy reapplying her makeup, "What do you mean by that?" "I mean, look at you, acting so clumsy and childish, you can't even have a sip of wine" "It contains alcohol, you and I both know that we are not supposed to be taking alcohol, we are still underaged" Celine raised a brow and her tone was mocking, "I see, virgin Mary, mother Maria, you actually think that Aires would even think if falling in love with someone who is this backward? Let me give you a tip, if you really want him to fall for you, then you have to show him that you're a big girl who can do kinds of stuff and stop acting childish and innocent all the time, it disgusts him

Suddenly, all the light in Alyssa seemed to die out. “Yes,” she said softly. Alyssa cleared her throat. “Of course. Thank you.” I waited until the servant left, then I took in Alyssa’s distant gaze. “What is it?” I asked. “What’s wrong?” “Lord Caeser is Xavier’s father,” Alyssa explained. “He’s…a horrible man. I have only met him a handful of times, but he makes the hair on the nape of my neck stand on end.” It was difficult to believe someone with Xavier’s blood in his veins could be so terrible. “What’s wrong with him?” I asked.

With that kind of force, blood started seeping through the bandages. I let out a low groan, gritted my teeth against the pain, and looked up at this woman who'd appeared out of nowhere. Totally baffled, I asked, "Who are you?" She seemed shocked. She let out a scoff of disbelief. "Keep pretending. Keep it up. I just went overseas to celebrate Dylan's birthday. Is that really worth you acting like you're dying, Connor?" Judging by her reaction and the way Mark had shrunk back into the corner like a bystander, it finally clicked. So this was Alyssa—the one Mark had been talking about.