Bailey Sloan Novels & Stories

David responded, “Why are you asking me that question right now?” Brian didn’t even feel a bit scared. “Theodore Bailey didn’t have a good track record. He had been doing underhanded tricks against all his competitors until lately. His name came up as a mastermind to an arson case against one of Finlay Baker’s markets. After that, his own company’s bank account leaked millions and crashed. He sold most of his properties just to pay it off.

Mr Shawn was feeding the baby. "Going somewhere?" asked Mr Shawn. "Yeah, but looking at this sorry sight, I just lost interest," replied Abigail as she walked towards Mr Shawn and took the baby from his arms. "What are you doing?" asked Mr Shawn with a frown. "Helping," replied Abigail. "I am your wife too, forgotten," she added. Mr Shawn sighed and allowed Abigail to take the child from him. "So, what is her name?" asked Abigail. Mr Shawn replied, "Lily, Lily Shawn," he shut his eyes and stopped the tears threatening to fall.

Joel rapped, tugging at the ropes with his other hand. Getting an inch closer, his fingertip stopped, unable to reach the loop extending from his wrist to Bailey's. Bailey only rolled her eyes, huffing a breath. “See. We can't do this alone.” She pointed out. All of a sudden the lady's cackling made Bailey jump out of their skin before she made to exchange worried glances with Joel who glanced away. “You're getting a hand from an FBI chief of the US Bureau, and you dare refuse. Well, I'll tell my boys to make sure they drop two signature body bags for you two and flowers too.” She mocked, with laughter racking her shoulders.

Sliding my hands into his, we make our way towards the crowd and greeted everyone. "Hey, loa! It's been a while." Carter gives me a side hug and I smile. "It has, hasn't it. We're all so caught up." "Indeed," he nods, taking a sip from his beer, "this is Rein." A girl that I hadn't noticed spins around at the mention of her name. Rein was really pretty. She had killer curly hair and mocha skin. She was a bit on the thicker side, pudgy but it worked for her. She had brown eyes, and wore glasses, like carter.

2 MONTHS LATER. Brian's POV. Two months have passed and the snow has melted. Spring has come, and Millie has been getting a lot better. Her leg was no longer injured. But a scar still remained on her leg. I had been preapring for Wilson. Each day I would get up before dawn while Millie still slept and I would work out and build up my muscles. i was getting all my slaughter rooms ready for his arrival. Whoever he may bring with him would be slaughterd as well. I had to protect my Millie, she was so precious to me. So beautiful and I was not gonna let him take her away from me. It then hit me, I have been working so hard getting my castle inside and outside ready for an attack that I wanted to

Senior Jordan sighed. “Originally, Anthony was first on the list Uncle Weir prepared. Based on his nationality and capability, he’s a good match for you. However, Uncle Weir said that he knew the Bailey family, and Senior Bailey isn’t easy to get along with. The family seems perfect from the outside, but their internal conflicts are quite severe.

"If her vitals are stable, you may leave us Doctor Sloan" Doctor Sloan knew better than to stay. He nodded his head curtly and walked out of the room, throwing Bailey a wink, which she smiled to, on his way out. Bailey heard Alessandro growl lowly as he shot daggers with his eyes at Sloan. "Someone's jealous". She couldn't help but smirk at him. " You wish". "Then why won't you let me spend more time with the doctor". She pouted.

Sloan sat in the living room awaiting Bessie's arrival . She had not seen her throughout the whole day and it was Past four in the evening already . She was very worried at the same time if Bessie would do harm to the baby like she threatened days ago . “ Hailey ! ” she called “ Hailey ! ” Sloan called louder than the first time “ I am here my Lady ” Hailey replied rushing out of the kitchen with an apron tied to her neck “ must you always be as sluggish as a snail ” Sloan hurls insultingly

“Thank you for the compliment. I’m Leah. And you must be from the Blackwell clan?” The man stood and reached out a hand to her, which she reluctantly shook. “Yes. I’m Theodore Blackwell. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Leah sat down on the sofa next to her father facing Theo and assessed him. He seemed nice enough, but would he be strong enough in the future to stand by her side when she eventually took over the Sullivan clan. Leah doubted it. The man may be kind of charming, but charm didn’t win fights. If her clan were ever to be attacked in the future, Leah didn’t think she would be able to depend on him to have her back.

“Must be nice rolling back in town with kids in tow like nothing happened, pretending you’re some sort of tragic heroine.” “I’m not pretending to be anything, Bailey. You, however, are still playing a part that never belonged to you, that was never meant for you.” “And what would that be?” “The woman he loves.” I deadpanned. I didn’t even have to call his name for her to know who I was talking about. He was the reason she was here anyway. Bailey’s smile faltered, but she was quick to put it back in place. She was trying so hard to act unaffected. It was amusing. “Don’t be delusional. He’s not going to drop everything and fall at your feet.”