Novel & Cerita Aria Steele

Aristo hissed, flinging the girl’s underwear at her. “No.” The girl still cowered to my right so I turned to face her. “How old are you?” She had a soft and round face, fair skin, and barely legal stamped all over her. “I am – twenty – twenty years old, Alpha.” Her hands holding her dress shivered as she answered me with her head downcast and blond hair falling to cover her face. “Hey, didn’t you tell me you were twenty-two?” Aristo asked in a high tone. Aristo would be the perfect Beta if he did not think through his cock half the time. He chased skirt at every opportunity and I liked to remind him women would be his downfall. If I castrated him –

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

she dismissed, standing up to get her doctor's robe. "No VIP is more important than the CEO of Steel Corporation, Dr. Amara Rechner" he seriously mutters but Arah ignores him. "You are not paying me for the time I have wasted on you, Mr. CEO. I have to make a living" she snickers while wearing her robe. "I will pay you, now sit" he glares at her for real, which Arah recognized to be a command. No matter how close they were, he is still CEO Luther Steel, the ruthless beast behind the success of the Steel conglomerate.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

Renea narrowed her eyes slightly, as she looked at Leon His strange demeanor could be said to be very abnormal. Leon had just left when Stella called her. “Renea is the news on the Internet is true?” “Yes!” “Ah…. ah….” Stella screamed out of excitement. You’re going to play my Aria Adair. That’s great!” “You are not worried that I will ruin the image of Aria in your mind?” “You are such a good actor. I’m not worried at all. I’m telling you; I have long felt that you are suitable for Aria. I didn’t expect Kevin to have the same good eyes as me,” Stella said proudly.

The lady cut in, staring at her hanging hand. “I know who you are, Athena. Everyone does…” She crossed her arms and scoffed. “You’re definitely not what I had imagined. Anyway, I’m Aria Steele, the Beta daughter and Travon’s best friend and just so you know, you’re not welcomed here...Do you understand?” She smirked before walking away. Athena couldn't say anything; there was nothing to say, so she withdrew her hand and continued moving on. As she did, she swore she overheard the two staff members who walked by say, “It's always been Miss Steele and the Alpha, she has no place here.”

They’d both grown an inch in the last week, it seemed like. I was looking around for the women’s American sportswear, which I figured would be just the thing for a daytime talk show, when two teenage beta she-wolves stepped up to me. I had an impression of multiple tattoos and facial piercings as they advanced, and I think they would have touched me if Mike hadn’t gotten in the way. “You’re Sarah Astor!” gushed the one on the right, whose likely brown hair had been dyed a deep, variegated blue. “Oh, my goddess!”

“Wow! She’s so lucky to get her dress made from Stella Newton,” “Do you even know how difficult it is to even get an appointment from her boutique? “I tried to get her to design my dress for this event, but I was on the waiting list,” As I watch Aria strut in her Stella Newton dress, a surge of rage flooded my senses, burning hotter with every step she takes. How dare she flaunt her undeserved privilege? The sight of her confidence and pride only fuels the fire within me, igniting a primal urge to lash out.

“From this moment forward, the Steel Vipers acknowledge Ashley as our chief strategist, our liaison, and the architect of our expansion.” Ace leaned close, whispering, “You are so damn hot when you are shocked.” Cole nodded vigorously. “You deserve this.” Jax didn’t speak. His steady presence alone said everything. The allies stepped forward one by one. Cortez extended his hand. “The Reavers stand with you.” Vera placed a hand over her chest. “The Valkyries acknowledge you.” Other leaders followed. One after another. A line of recognition… for her. And Ashley — the girl who once broke down in a dead car on an empty highway — stood in the center of a room filled with powerhouses… being honore

the idea of intimacy with a stranger made me afraid. “Well, I don’t know what you have heard, but it is amazing...” she smiled, and I looked at her. “Have you done it?” I asked and she laughed, “No, Roger never goes there... he says he wants our Goddess´s blessing... so I am going to do it tonight!” she winked, She was excited, and that made me feel a bit confident about what tonight would hold. An hour later, Asteria walked into our living room, looking stunning. She asked the make-up artist to give her a smoky eye and a glossy lip. Her hair was in soft waves, and her look was just perfect for the silver dress she would be wearing.