Ask For Andrea Novels & Stories

"Andrea!" "Why are you shouting this late?" she said from the staircase, half annoyed, half concerned. She was in her pajamas, hair messy, holding her phone like she'd just been texting that same lying man. Our parents came out of their room. The twins peeked down the hallway. Everyone looked confused, but I didn't care about the audience. "When did Steven get back to town?" I asked, my tone flat, the last bit of control hanging by a thread. Andrea laughed softly, confused. "He's not back. He said he'll be back next month. I miss him though." She smiled faintly, the kind of smile that used to make sense before the world decided to be cruel.

I ordered. “There is one person who can start getting it done as soon as possible… Do you want me to get her?” “Her?” I asked, my brows cocked in confusion. “And who might that be?” “Andrea.” Kameron announced. Oh hell no.

He wanted to see her staring back at him again and in this hope his eyes closed down. He fainted but this was nothing. He could give his life for her just like she gave away hers for him. ..................................................... 4 years later........ Andrea stood on the doorstep of the Romano mansion with a wedding card in her one hand and a little girls hand intervened with her other hand. She had rung the bell 5 times already and no one was answering. Getting frustrated with the lack of welcome she dialled his number while looking down at the little girl. The beautiful little girl gave her a smile and motioned Andrea to hand over the phone to her.

“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.

My silence pushes him on though. "What is it, Andrea?" He asks. I whirl on him, "What is what Chris? What do you want me to say?" He looks shocked but recovers quickly. "I want to know how long you've been falling. I WANT to know how I can catch you. I NEED you to tell me how to help you."

“Ewww. That's enough description. I don’t want to hear it.” I stood straight and cleaned my mouth while Andrea stroked my back now. “Are you okay?” “Yeah. Yeah, I am.” “Good! Because you just promised him another kiss once we get in.” She reminded me. Can I get a gun, please?

I stretched out my arm to pull them closer but they stepped away. Andrea is wearing her cute flora gown and a bow in her jet black hair with shimmer under the afternoon reddish rays. While Andrew wore a v-neck shirt and shorts. His favorite The Flash themed wrist watch. his brows were in a tight line. “First you stay somewhere else then you don't even call us.” Andrea counted on her fingers. Nothing gets past her. I know babies, I've disappointed you but I don't think I'll be a good mother if I tell you about my kidnapping.

Kelvin greeted her cautiously. Andrea managed a weak smile. "Good morning, Kelvin." Kelvin hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "How are you feeling this morning?" "I... I'm okay," Andrea replied softly, avoiding Kelvin's gaze. Kelvin nodded sympathetically. "Is there anything you need, ma'am?" Andrea shook her head. "No, thank you, Kelvin. I... I just need some time." Kelvin gave her a reassuring smile. "Take all the time you need, ma'am. Sorin will come around."

The Andrea he knew couldn't change overnight. Andrea, seeing that Dylan came close, she disbanded from her and pulled Dylan to Selena, then she moved back. Lucius folded his arms and looked at the three. "You two shouldn't care about me and Dylan, you really need to apologise to her '' she said. No one talked because they didn't even know what to say. They just smiled at her. Andrea waved at them and then started to walk to her room but she stopped when she got to the door. "Can I make a request?" She asked them.

"You’ve got a great body, and it’s a damn shame you keep dressing like you’re allergic to attention." "I don’t need attention." She rolled her eyes. "Right. Keep telling yourself that." I sighed. "Why do you even want me to come?" Andrea grinned. "Because I like you. And because you need to loosen the fuck up." I crossed my arms. "And what if I say no?" She tilted her head. "Then I tell Adriano that you were eye-fucking his best friend the other day." I narrowed my eyes. "You wouldn’t." She smirked. "I absolutely would."