Romans & histoires Angela Paolini

’ [Holy Mary, Mother of God, you are her double. They crossed themselves as they approached her, ‘Gabriella? Figlia di Carlos e Angelina Maldini, erede della sua tenuta, assomigli molto a tua madre, signorina.’ [Gabriella? Daughter of Carlos and Angelina Maldini, heir to his Estate, you are very like your Mother young lady.] Emilio smiled and held out his hand Gabriella frowned at them and then it hit her,

"Where I should be and what I should do is non of your business stranger. And who the heck are you?!!" "I am Angelo Marshall. Nice meeting you pretty," "Shameless!!" Paige insulted turning around to walk out of his sight. "You are Paige. Mistress Gonzales daughter." Paige didn't give him a reply, she just walked out of his sight leaving the guy smiling. "Beautiful," he muttered. Angelo phone rings, he checked the caller's ID only to the mistress ID boldly written on it. "Hello ma'am," "Have you seen Paige around?" "Paige?" He repeated the name.

" Angela cursed, walking ahead. God, she is incredibly mean. Miss Parker heaved a sigh, making me look at her slightly but dropped my gaze. "You are new here so I will tell you this, " she said, making me look at her. "That's Angela Montero. Daughter of one of the richest Russian mafia men. She is Eli's fiance. One of the bosses." Eli's fiance? They are both ill tempered. They are so mean. Could be a match made in heaven. "I advise you to avoid her. She is trouble. Very spoilt and disrespectful. I wonder why she was chosen by the Don to marry his son."

she said, her voice dripping with disdain. Angela looked up at her. “You are not from a noble background, you she is not even a blonde,you are obviously a fake,how much did he pay you?” Angela's eyes widened,her heart raced. “I am sorry,I …I don't understand..pay?” “Don't try to act smart,you know you are paid to do this,you are nothing close to Antonio's taste in women,he paid you to pretend as his lover,what do you gain by decieving this poor old woman,how could you!”

I said, reaching for my phone. “What are you saying?” Allen snapped. “This isn't Joan…why would I be sleeping with your wife?” “Then ask her to take off her mask,” I shouted. “She can have the voice but not the face.” Allen turned to the lady. “I am sorry but she can't, this isn't Joan and that is what matters…what are you doing?” I moved closer to the girl but Allen stepped in the way. “She is my mistress…nothing more.” “I can't believe you actually have a mistress…I am putting an end to this charade…I am calling that Old man to explain that his granddaughter didn't do anything.”

“Thank you for honoring my invitation, Your Highness.” Alpha Kael bowed again, his gaze fixed on me. “And if I may ask, who’s the lady beside you?” I felt Clinton stiffen beside me, but I kept my eyes on Alpha Kael, who was still smiling. With a fake smile plastered on my face, I cooed, “I am Natasha Jones, the King’s distant cousin.” I lied. Alpha Kael hummed, nodding slowly. “You’re welcome to my pack, Lady Natasha.” He bowed dramatically before shifting his attention to Clinton. “Please, have a seat.”

He smiled at me. He is a handsome man with a gorgeous smile. Seeing him I never thought he was a makeup artist. I just thought he was a model. "Haha! You naughty boy! Let me introduce both of you! Angela, He is Sharon Wilson the famous makeup artist. And Sharon, She is Angela Brooks! My daughter-in-law and a famous dress designer." There is a proud smile when mom introduces me to him which made me more generous to her. "Hello, Mrs. Angela," He extended his hand in front of me.

Sincerly, Angel Franco

He turned back again to face her and she was trying to get concentrated on herself again “Bernard’s daughter killed Danica and the other kids” he finally blurted, Joan paused half way with the cleanser on her cheek. She exhaled and shook her head “Listen to yourself; you would say anything to manipulate me into believing you. I am tired of your shit; I am tired of fighting for you like a good wife. Trying to prove everyone’s suspicions wrong about you” Joan sprung up as she was slowly starting to raise her voice

A stunning young woman huffs, folding her arms across her chest, looking at the three of us most unpleasantly. “I’m...” I start to say, but she holds out her hand, making me close my mouth quickly. “I know who you are.” She narrows her eyes at the three of us. “I know who all of you are, Luna Ashleigh Blackwood, Beta Daniel Richmond, and Gamma Eric Stephans. You are all a long way from home.”