Ayiana Frey Novels & Stories

Zayn's Pov My jaw tightened in anger, how dare Freya set up a party without informing me. Her text had cut short my trip in Miami. She has not been active in the life of my kids and I, yet she wants to throw an elaborate party to celebrate our annivasary and the kids. Freya has always been one to put up an act, but this time, I won't allow it. I thought back to the picture of her and another man that was anonymously sent to my phone.

I took a sit beside with my step-sister, Freyia also known as Agent 38. The two continued teasing and irritating each other like we weren't facing any bloody missions tonight. While Freyia is silent beside me. I didn't speak to her and so as her. But then, Klein's voice suddenly echoed in my mind. 'Apologize to her... ' #30

(while trying to mass upload, I accidentally uploaded the chapters without chapter 048(it has been uploaded, sorry for the confusion), I understand that this might have made you confused but I hope you can merge this to it. I'm really really terribly sorry and thank you for not giving up on Freya, Alan and Eliza's story. I also thank you for understanding in advance lovies!")

However in case it was true, she didn’t want to encourage any assumptions on Anil’s part, but ignoring him entirely felt rude. “What does it say?” Anaya asked, her tone now laced with curiosity. Zendaya sighed as she pushed her friend who was trying to take a peek away. “It’s just a friend checking in.” Anaya finally turned away from the TV to look at her. “A friend, huh? You’re smiling a little too much for it to be just a friend.” “I’m not smiling,” Zendaya argued, wiping any trace of emotion off her face. “Uh-huh.” Anaya smirked. “So, who’s this mysterious friend? Spill. Is he the new man?”

I need to find her and bring her back home but I'll need some help. After taking a shower I went to find Aniko. She's Freya's friend and she's the only Person who will help me get through to her. I found her in the kitchen preparing lunch and I decided to help arrange the table. We were just the two of us. "Freya is alive." Aniko dropped cutlery gasping in shock and tears filled her eyes. "How is she?" She whispered softly. I gave her a small smile. "She's perfect and she's really pissed about what I did to her so she destroyed half of the pack."

she stammered as she looked at me. “What about Freya?” I asked. “He had sex Ariana, I slept with Brian Black,” she finally dropped the bombshell and my eyes widened from the news. “And that isn’t all”, she added.

All the anger I once felt flew out the window as I saw how she struggled to breathe. "Cyrus..." was all I could say. "Say it, Alicia! Say it!" He screamed coldly as his grip on her tightened. The tears in her eyes cascaded like a waterfall as her hands found his wrist. I can't believe what I am seeing right now but I know I have to do something before Cyrus kills her. "You know what I am capable of doing and I would not mind finishing you off for disrespecting your Luna." Whatever he meant by that, I don't care.

Her widened eyes blinked at Blaire, already knowing the answer was wanting Blaire to admit it, thereby indirectly accepting her unspoken offer to help. Freya was a nice girl; despite being of a high rank, she was like a kid in a candy store who could easily turn into a sly vixen whenever she pleased, especially when she was horny. Her aura when faced with something serious was also different, but other than that, she preferred to take on the resemblance of a child. She smiled a lot, and her fascination when presented with something new and different was almost…

Freya wanted to be sure. " No, I don't know is it the relationship glow or something else because you look more beautiful and attractive than usual, not to mention you're dating a Mafia, how long was I out to have missed so much?" Freya sighed with relief and saw that Anika was doing very well, the first thing she did after waking up was catch up on the gossip. Freya hugged her friend, who hugged her back.

said Aiyana then hurriedly left and left Afgan. “Uhm, I have a clean towel in my closet, just use it,” Aiyana said before closing the door. Afgan raised the corners of his lips because of the reaction given by Aiyana. The woman reacted according to his expectations and expectations. Afgan was increasingly convinced that Aiyana and Adelia were the same woman. Aiyana was even more beautiful because of her plastic surgery. After Aiyana's departure, Afgan decided to clean up and go to bed. Afgan stepped into the closet and opened it to find a towel.