Angela Paolini 소설 & 이야기

” Don whispered as he turned back to locate his master. Aside the reception room/chamber. Phelan crawled on the ground like a snake that was already destroyed, and she was clearly weak. From a distant, someone with sympathy could clearly say that she lost. Or even she never deserved to be fought for she was never a wolf or whatsoever. Suddenly, her anger arose again as she tried to recollect her energy. Growling and whimpering on the ground, anger arose, and this time she could not control it. By her fists, supported her whole body as she rose from the ground with power and her eyes turning from golden-yellow to red…

Now, it was my turn to smile sweetly while she fumed with anger. I walked around her and took my seat with Chris still snickering beside me. She glared at the both of us before storming away. She needed to understand that I wasn't one of the girls she bullied. "Why's Queen B's face so red and ugly?". Paige asked as she sat down. She walked in as soon as Tiana left. And Queen B was the name she gave her meaning Queen Bitch. Though personally, I think that name was way too nice for her.

Angela's smile faltered a little. "My P.A must have forgot extending invitation to you. I apologize on her behalf. But as far the collaboration is concerned...I am afraid I don't think it will be benefecial for my company. You don't really have a best reputation in business, Mr. Aicher," Angela replied as nicely as she could. Her statement brought forth a hint of venom in his eyes.

His face was filled with anger. "Arina, do you know what actually happened three years ago? You think Paolo betrayed you and leaked your photos to Angelo right? That's not true at all. Actually it was all Angelo's plan. Yes, he told Paolo to do it. In fact you have Paolo, you can ask him... yes. Angelo planned it all. He just wanted to make you his by first making you betray him and then guilt tripping you... It was all a part of his big plan to get your Mafia and to keep you by his side always." Luca said and I felt like my world stopped.

I pointed out. "He is, he's now an affiliate of yours, we're meeting up with him to discuss the work in Argentina and Belize, his name is Artero McNeel, he's from France" she explains. "And what exactly will we be doing with him?" I ask putting emphasis on the we. "He's a friend of Luca's, your father cheated him last year in some stocks and bonds investments, so he's willing to do anything we want" she says with a relaxed smile. This is what I'm talking about, she just smiles.

an unfamiliar voice greeted. "Giovanni, Pablo, Rafael! It's good to see you again," Andrea replied before three strangers appeared in the kitchen. "And who's this?" one asked instantly seeing me behind the counter. He was clearly Hispanic but obviously wanted me to understand what he was saying and could tell I was more likely to understand English. "Ah!" Andrea said his eyes lighting up. "This is my new bitch. Ella Jones, Luna of Alpha Leonardo Loren." "Loren's mate..." one said eyeing me. "Good catch, Andrea. But I've heard about her. Doesn't she give the Alpha a run for his money? Always running away, disobeying, talking back...ect..."

Renata, who was sitting on the couch, looking as proud as she was, straightened just as both Lea and Giovanni entered the living room. “Wait, wait, she is an Alpha blood?” Renata asked, looking at Lea. I took a deep breath, still furious with the woman. But I knew better than to fight or argue with her right now. The woman knew that she was playing on thin ice with me, but I knew that this was something that surprised her. Mom looked at Lea for a second, now seeming a lot more interested in what happened.

Others announced something loudly, but Angela struggled to catch what they said. "Did I… did I actually win?" Angela whispered to herself before stumbling and collapsing. Upon hearing her words, Joel was visibly upset. There was a hint of humiliation in his eyes. "Mr. Crawford, I'm Angela Graham, CEO of Graham Group. I'd like to make peace on behalf of the company." Angela turned over on the ground and tried to reach out her hand. Joel was shocked. "You came here just to..." "To meet you and make peace." Angela smiled awkwardly, her bloodied face contorted in pain. Her smile was more unsettling than her cries.

Simon said. "I just… I wanted to know how he is." "I understand." Simon nodded then turned to the woman beside him. "This is Angela, my wife. Angela, this is Eniola. She's Daniel's PA." Angela was a tall woman, curvy with wide hips, brown in complexion and she had a certain compassionate look in her eyes that made you want to tell her your life story. "It's nice to finally meet you. I've heard a lot about you," she said as we shook hands.

Her palms were cold and sweaty. — I have never made a mistake in your education, Francesco. — Paola Vacchiano spoke again. — You corrupted yourself, went down dark paths on your own, became a despicable, sexist, homophobic, violent and greedy model of masculinity because you wanted to. It was his choice to become a scum of everything I have ever abhorred in my entire life. And she… — She pointed in the direction of my girlfriend, who cowered beside me at being the target of my progenitor's furious eyes. — She appeared here like a real hurricane of a woman. — Paola opened a short, minimally loving smile. — And made me open my eyes and see that my role as mother was done in the best possible w