Ask For Andrea Novels & Stories

Words died in her throat and Riya’s face lost all colour when her eyes met with Christian Knight and she was stunned to find him in the house, particularly in her house, in absence of Mishka. *** LONDON, “Now, where do you think you are going?” William asked Andrea as she stepped down the stairs in fresh clothes. “Aunt Vera wants to meet me. She is outside in the car.” Andrea said, and William scowled. “What do they fucking want now? You aren’t going anywhere. Go back to your room,” William said, taking a sip of his rum. “I am going out to meet her. Do not try to stop me!” Andrea said and William raged, but Leena squeezed his hand.

How the hell did I get myself into this shit? "Did you fuck my husband?" Andrea asked and I just stared at her. "That's what I wanted to ask you from the moment you arrived. But I don't think I am ready to hear the answer." She smiled at me. "So instead, I want to ask you a favor." "A favor?" I looked at her confused. "Please don't take Cole away from me and Leo. I know that you can easily do that but please don't take him from us." She pleaded, crying.

he asked as he followed me. I didn’t respond. I had no energy for that. Andrea suddenly moved faster and stepped in front of me, blocking my path. “Running away again? That’s becoming a habit,” he said. I sighed and folded my arms. “What do you want, Andrea?” “If there were an award for asking questions you already know the answer to, you’d win it every year,” he said. I didn’t react. My arms stayed tightly folded across my chest as I stared at him.

he asked in a voice that commanded attention. Andrea took a deep breath, her eyes fixed on the Alpha. "I came to request something from you, my Alpha. I hope I'm not overstepping, but it's important to me, and It is for our plan." she said, her voice trembling only slightly. With a curious tilt of his head, Alpha Damien leaned forward, clearly interested in hearing her out. "Please, Andrea, speak freely. What is it that you would like to ask of me?" After taking a deep breath and mustering up her courage, she began to speak t. "My Alpha," she began, her voice quivering ever so slightly. "I respectfully request Damon's phone number or any other means of contacting him."

He was stubborn but I was too. "Why can't I keep waiting for my mate, like you and Mama and like anyone else," I yelled, my voice softening toward the end. "What if you find your mate in the gathering, Andrea? What then?" Andrea couldn't believe that she was really going to do this. She didn't want to, but at the same time, she had no choice and was left with this as her only option. She hated the fact that she was made to do this but then again she had no choice.

“Have a lovely day, Ms. Andrea. I do hope we speak again.” “Y-you too,” Andrea managed, trying to catch herself. Now, Cecilia was gone. Neither of us spoke for about a minute. Then, we both cleared our throat the same time. “I have a request,” Andrea said, smoothing her dress. I waited. “Can we just dump the cold approach at the office?” On dates, maybe try being... less—” she searched for the word, fluttering her fingers, intimidating.” “Are you planning to tag along next time?” I asked.

VENUS Andrea’s call came before dusk. I couldn't sleep or eat after Aaron left. I was worried and couldn't stop wondering what Aaron had planned. The phone vibrated in my hand before I even saw her name, I answered without greeting. “Have you picked a date yet?” Andrea snapped. No pretense. No mock warmth. Her voice was sharp, irritated, stripped of the smug calm she usually wore like perfume. “No,” I said. “I haven’t.”

Aldine like that? “What?” “Can you please not be deaf right now?” Andrea asked. “We want to meet him, get him right of the office or maybe fucking Nate, just get one of them here,” Andrew said. “It is urgent,” Andrea replied and the secretary shook her head. “No,” “No to what?” “You are not seeing him, I can't allow you to do that, you don't have an appointment with him and you are too rude,” “You won't be the first or last person that would say that to us, just do what we ask you to do,” Andrew said.

Andrea requested nothing and continued to scroll on her phone, avoiding eye contact. My mom sighed and seemed like she was about to say something, probably to reprimand Andrea, but I shook my head, silently telling her not to. She sighed again and gulped down her glass of water. “What do you guys want to talk about? I have a lot of things to do, so say what you want to say so I can leave and get this over with,” Andrea said, still engrossed in her phone. I couldn't take it anymore. I suddenly became angry with her behavior.

"Why, I'm Vianne's best buddy! We go far back, don't we, V? I'm sure she's told you everything about me." The reporters perked up, scenting new drama. I faked a grin, my thoughts racing. "Chelsea, what a surprise to see you here." "Oh, I wouldn't miss this for the world," Chelsea sighed. "In fact, I have so many beautiful stories about our darling Vianne. I'm sure your fans would love to hear them." Adrian's face stiffened. "I'm afraid we're out of time for questions. Thank you everyone for coming." As security started to take the reporters out, Chelsea yelled out, "Don't worry, Vianne! I'll be in contact soon. We have so much making up to do!"