Amity X Boscha Novels & Stories

Chapter Thirty Seven I looked up at Gale, my eyes locked with his while my hands tightened around the flower banquet that I was holding. "Gale Hilton do you take Amelia Rose to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and cherish. To respect her as your woman and to stay by her side in richness and poor, in sickness and health until death do you apart ? " Gale turned to look at the magistrate then back at me " Yes I do " he replied with a smile of his own.

She asked. Steve grinned faintly. He already understood that the beautiful woman had forgotten him. The other side sighed in annoyance, angry that Fiona had forgotten the events of that night. "You've completely forgotten." He said. "What do you mean?" interrupted Fiona until she put her body first. Steve again carved a smile until it formed a seesaw that was so obvious on the corner of the lips. He thrust the body, approached the woman, and whispered; "Mariposa Hotel." ***

“Your name?” I composed myself and gripped my skirt, trying not to run to the door. “I’m…” I trailed off and glanced at the folders on the floor before looking at him again. “Amity Escobar.” He turned his eyes to his desk before spinning himself around to face the floor-to-ceiling window. “The famous teacher,” he stated. “I was thinking of you, Ms. Escobar.” My hands started to get sweaty. “What you look like…and how beautiful you are to be the talk of the town,” he continued.

She added, trying hard to persuade Amelia. "ok, ok" Amelia sighed, finally giving up. She figured that it would really be cute if she and her baby wore the onesie together. 'Just imagining it makes me excited' she thought and caressed her tummy. The saleslady showed them the way to the cashier. Amelia remembers the card that Damian gave her so she pulled it from her wallet and gave it to the cashier. The cashier's eyes widened at the sight of a very rare black card in which only the top elite people could have. She looks at Amelia again who was laughing at Tara's jokes. Both of them had absolutely no idea what a black card meant in the society.

Damascus had no idea the Alpha's reach or alliances if he had any. Amara watched as anger and frustration rolled around through Damascus's emotions. She could feel them as she lay there. She raised her hand gently and cupped Damascus's cheek. The action caused him to look at her. She smiled gently as she said, "So since you are in a suit, I am betting that you had to shift?" Amara worked to change the topic to help Damascus from beating himself over the accident.

“You were not ready to listen.” “And that phone call yesterday ?” He smiled “Amisha is my business partner. She is a very smart and capable lady. She is single-handedly managing her Dad’s business. Her brother Amit is Saanchi’s husband. So we are kind of related. Amit is just like Saachi, he is not interested or rather I should say not very capable of managing his Dad’s empire. It was Amisha who stepped in and is now managing everything. In some ways, she reminds me of you”