Novel & Cerita Aria Steele

I said to him, and he was stunned. "Because of a tainted whore?" He asked, getting angry. "Don't you ever call Scarlet a tainted whore again? She is better than your social climbing whore, who, by the way, wasn't a virgin when you fucked her," I said, and Stasia began to cry. Scarlett got up and headed for the door. She wanted to leave the apartment, but I held her. "Go to my room, Scarlett," I told her gently, trying to separate my rage.

He really needed someone to fight with right now. "It was Arya, she drugged me. She took part in the plan of raping me and I just got to know about it yesterday" Stella cried as she recalled what Arya said to her. She couldn't tell her mom or Jace that the famous CEO of McClure Investment was the one who raped her because she knows that there's point. Even if they curse the heavens a thousand times, there was nothing they could do to bring Davis down.

****** Jayce There hasn’t been a time that I’ve ever been attached to a woman other than my mother and sister. My thoughts about relationships are very clear; I don’t want commitment and complications in my life. But today, after seeing Rachel all sad, drinking alone in a bar made me angry. I always wanted to protect her even though she was an employee. But, when she is all drunk and vulnerable. alone like this, this doesn’t seem to be possible. It doesn't change the fact that I hate to commit. But I don’t know what happens to me when I’m with Rachel. I can’t see her with anyone but me, and that’s one of the reasons why I crossed my limits and did something I should have never done.

Aster! The energy in this room is dark. I nonchalantly move my eyes all around. I’m looking for my escape route. “What’s your name?” Alpha Wes is just a few feet in front of me. “Aster.” He steps a foot closer, “Where are you from?” Breathing in slowly, “Massachusetts.” He crosses his arms and looks to Reed, “You disappoint me. You not only took her to bed but also marked her before I even had the chance to meet this rogue.” Reed looks at me exposing his neck.

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

Dylan greeted. "Have you lost your mind, Dylan? Why would I accept regular beastmen in my tribe? They don't belong here in the North," he responded. "They are not just regular beastmen, Aquil," Dylan replied, then extended his hand to me and pulled me near. "Let me introduce myself," I whispered while pulling his arm. He smiled and nodded. "I am Ari, goddess of the sun. Heed my words! Lower your weapons!" I ordered as I transformed into my passive-aggressive form.

Then, she turned to Alexander with a mocking smile. His expression shifted from disbelief to rage, then to utter despair. “You…” He pointed at Stella as his voice trembled. “What’s wrong? Don’t recognize me?” Stella’s smile widened. “Mr. Elrod, I’m Ms. Astor’s employee now. Compared to what your bankrupt studio offers, her company’s benefits are so much better.” Alexander dropped his hand, and the last glimmer of hope went out in his eyes. I informed him that he would face massive financial penalties and at least three years in prison.

But then he met Stella. Stella was an art curator. She was brilliant, fiercely independent, and completely immune to Damien's bullshit. She didn't put up with his theatrics; she just raised an eyebrow, made a dry comment, and let him tire himself out. She matched his freak in the best possible way, anchoring him without ever trying to cage him. "Uncle Damien!" Aria squealed, abandoning Christian to run to him. "There's my favorite tiny heiress!" Damien scooped her up, spinning her around. "Did you miss me? Don't answer that, I know you did. I brought you a present. It's a miniature drum set."

“You know, my children never spent a month here.” “Oh, that’s…” “It’s fine. They have their reasons. Those three kids are going to make my last days in office the best. Especially your mom. Did she mention we were friends?” “I mean Mr. Steele is the only one I thought was her friend.” “Mr. Steele,” he chuckled, “Your mother was friends with a woman I loved, Anastasia. Steele has been in love with her since our school days, till this day. They might rekindle, I hear your mother is a widow.” He winked.

I was going to be the one to do it one way or the other, I needed to play this game. The door opened without warning, and I quickly slipped back into character, fragile, sweet, grateful. I looked up with wide eyes as the woman I had come to destroy stepped into the room. Sienna De Luca. She didn’t speak right away. Her gaze swept over me, taking in the sight of me still in the robe the maids had given me. She looked too calm, too unreadable. I exposed my leg just enough for her to see it, to know that I was this exposed, this easily seen to him. But I knew that Damon would not be foolish. He would not tell her that he was here. I would have to be the one to do it.