Arianna Grace Ass Novels & Stories

Arianna said Gavin and Arianna left their families and took a walk down the field. Arianna was practically screaming inside of her. She can't believe she's with Gavin Hugh, youngest and most handsome eligible bachelor in San Francisco. Gavin stopped and noticed Arianna few steps away from him. He turned immediately and noticed Arianna blushing. "You...why are you behind me? "No no. I was just...." "Your name? "Arianna Owen. I'm a model and social media influencer. I can get your products sold out in a second just by advertising it on my channel"

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.

Cole confesses. Mr. Priest eyes my husband before looking at me. “Arianna? That sounds Italian…” he murmurs. “Arianna is my stepsister. Her father married my mother…” Grace looked exactly like Arianna did when she was younger, she always got all the attention. Grace being out of our lives was the best thing to ever happen to us. "Grace is my wife yet you had the nerve to go against my instruction to stay away from her. You thought I didn’t have people watching her from vultures like you two pigs?” he asks.

Yara asked again and she nodded. "I'm such a fool for crying as soon as I met," Grace said and wiped her eyes. "No, you're not. You only said that I know you the better than anyone." Yara said and she nodded. "I want you to meet someone..." She said slowly and Grace looked at her with curious eyes. "You told me to move on but I couldn't but there was someone who liked me and kept pursuing me for a long time and in the end, I agreed. Meet my girlfriend, Lily." She said and pointed towards the table beside them. A blonde girl was sitting there, her hair short and she was wearing a cute dress. She smiled at Grace and then sat beside Yara.

I chuckled looking at them and just shrugged, "You two are partners, besides you were already in her den, so, I didn't do much." "God. She won't stop nagging me." Ana frowned. "How is Greyson enduring your stupidity?" She asked Tess, which made us chuckle. Tessa smirked, "You call it stupidity, he calls me sexy." Ana rolled her eyes. We all chuckled seeing her expressions. And now Grace looked better and smiled looking at the two of them who are bickering continuously. They all mingled with her fast and she is also talking with them freely now. After talking with Grace, she told me that she is going on a business trip with Omar tomorrow morning. I was surprised to hear that, and even Camilla

“This is one of our clients, Sienna. Sienna, this is my girlfriend, Grace.” “Oh my God, I knew you looked familiar.” She chirped with a smile. “You’re Grace Anderson. You work here at Spring.” I nodded with a smile, “I do.” “So lovely to meet you, love.” She let me know. “Huge fan.” “Lovely to meet you too. Thank you.” “I was just telling Dean here about how I would love to come visit in America.” She chirped again, but this time had the audacity to place her hand on his bicep.

And then— My eyes shot open to the dull glow of moonlight bleeding through my bedroom curtains. My face throbbed. What the—? I groaned and turned my head toward the nightstand, rubbing my stinging cheek. And there she was. Arianna. In real life. Standing there like a storm in silence. In a plain dress cinched at the waist, her hair falling in those wild curls she always tried—and failed—to tame. Her arms were crossed, one brow raised so high it could cut the ceiling in half.

"Wasn't she the reason why you disbanded?" "Yes. Her father ruined us," Alyssa reported. Grace was a famous actress in Holywood, having won two supporting actresses awards and had five movies in her name over the years. In the entertainment industry, she was one of those who already made it. A scoff left Grace's lips as she asked, "Okay. I get that we have been acquainted, Alyssa. Our paths have crossed after all, but why would I be interested in helping you? I have nothing against KC. Plus, I heard she is the daughter of a powerful man? I would not want trouble for myself."

It is an interview of Grace with one of the well-known showbiz hosts. "Tonight, we have a special guest! A fashion designer, not just for the stars and locally, but also internationally. Listed as one of the Forbes Top Creators Fashion 50. Fashion-savvy creators who shape global tastes and trends across arts, style, and luxury goods. With over 30 million followers on TikTok! Please let us all welcome, the ever-elegant Ms. Grace Angeles.” The host introduced her guest for that day, and that is Grace.

I replied. She was too sweet to reject. And anyway, it's not like she's the only pack member Leo has slept with and I don't a line of girls waiting to apologise. There were probably countless girls at this very party. "Thank you, Luna," she said a wide smile sweeping across her face. "Please call me Ella," I answered and the smile only grew. "Unfortunately not everyone is forgiving as you, Ella," she said, "Blair is still furious with me." "Who's older?" I asked.