Novelas y relatos de Amy Vs Sally

Sally snapped back, removing Sam’s hands off her, “You’re a playboy who toys with women just because. Don’t help me. Don’t meddle with my life, and don’t ever contact me again. I’m not your price, and I’m not your one of your stupid games.” Ryan, along with Sam and Alexander, headed to the park. Ryan asked too loudly, “He-“ But luckily, Oli pulled him to hide behind the bushes too, along with the other two. Oli mouthed, “Keep it down.” “What’s happening?” Ryan asked softly, “Why are we hiding?” “Drama is happening, my love.” Oli replied with a satisfied grin, “And my girl, Sally is roasting your boy, Sam. Condolence for him. Send my regards, Alex, to your dear friend.”

“That’s not what I meant. When was the last time you had actual sex with something that didn’t require batteries?” Kate pushed. “Kate, that’s none of your business,” Amy said, feeling the heat in her cheeks. She had probably gone a deep shade of red. She was going to need another drink if the conversation continued to delve into such private territory. She hadn’t even noticed that Sally had disappeared until she reappeared with another drink in hand like magic. “Oh, thank you,” Amy said taking the drink and wondering how far gone she was already. She winced when she took a sip. “What is this?” “Consider it exactly what you need,” Sally said with a wink.

Amy followed Zion through the bustling lobby, her grip on his hand tightening with each passing moment. As they made their way to the elevator, Amy stole a glance at Zion, her heart fluttering at the sight of him standing beside her. But despite the prying stares and whispered conversations, Amy held her head high, refusing to let the scrutiny of others intimidate her. She was Amy Armstrong, CEO of Diamond Group, and she would not allow herself to be cowed by the opinions of others.

Innumerable women had used the tactics of guile and trickery just to get the chance to meet Sergio and spark his interest, A seemingly respectable and very bright PA had once stripped down to her saucy lingerie to bring him coffee, while several others had used late meetings and business trips to get naked and raunchy for his benefit, by the age of thirty–two, he had received countless sexual invitations, some subtle, most of them bold and a few downright strange, the only woman he trust and truly loved was his Sister, he'd grown to distrust women and had succeeded quite well— Until Amy, and trust Amy to act not quite like other women would, and quite the opposite of what he expected. "I nev

“I believe Mom has told you the reasons.” “Don’t give me that bullsh*t. She has been pursuing you for years yet you showed no signs of reciprocating her feelings! And now you’re telling me that you suddenly have a change of heart?!” Sally widened her eyes in agitation and went straight to the point, “She’s not Britney Thomas, is she?” Peter looked at her indifferently. “If she’s not Britney Thomas, then who would she be?” Sally clenched her teeth and spat out the name. “Esme Manning!”

"Thank you so much. I'll come again tomorrow." Meanwhile, Sally showed up in Tristan's office without informing him beforehand. Today she wore a light pink chiffon dress that looked pretty on her just to impress Tristan. She sat on the sofa while a bodyguard stood beside her. Tristan's assistant offered a glass of fresh juice to her. "Miss Yu, here is your juice." "Where is Tristan? Where has he gone?" She glared at Tristan's assistant. Sally was an extreme domineering woman. She never allowed any other woman around Tristan. Even she chose his personal assistant by herself. All of the staff that Tristan dealt with personally were males.

Sally isn’t a mind-reader, so she won’t figure out what’s going on unless I tell her, but her mate… My eyes meet the red ones belonging to Ryan. He shoots me a friendly smile, and under normal circumstances, I would grin like the Cheshire Cat himself. I’m usually carefree and happy-go-lucky, but I’m afraid Ryan will read my mind and figure out what happened at the club yesterday. Sally told me he has that ability, so I try my hardest to empty my mind and just think about…seagulls. Yes! Wonderful seagulls. “So, it’s your birthday today,” Sally says while preparing my plate. “Are you excited to find your fated mate once and for all?”

He said giving her a what the hell look. “Sorry…” She mumbled before she moved away from him and hurried to see AJ. AJ who was not there. Oh… Sally was sitting on her phone doing something. “Um, do you know where AJ is?” She asked her. Sally looked up and gave her a dirty smirk. “He’s in the office with Marla…” That feeling again. That feeling, that ugly feeling that sat deep down in her stomach. Hearing that he was having sex with Marla made her stomach turn. Sally was gloating.

The woman glanced up at the question and fixed her eyes into the young man's as if questioning his intentions before he flashed a toothed smile and tilted his head to the side. The woman cleared her throat and wiped her cheeks, where a few stray tears fell. "I'm Amaya." She quietly answered. Ash nodded at the name as he held out his hand for a handshake.

The next morning, Amy decided to finally talk to Kyle, whom she has been avoiding for a while now. She gave him a call, and asked him to meet her at a café. Although, Kyle was surprised to receive a call from Amy after more than two weeks of hearing nothing from her, he agreed to meet with her because he was anxious to talk to her. Thirty minutes after the call, Amy and Kyle were seated in the café not quite far from their homes. They both ordered for coffee and chocolate covered donuts.