Bianca Lawson 90s Novels & Stories

******* The Island Paradise1 After all those hard days and tireless nights of working, Bianca was finally enjoying the ultimate vacation on a little-known Caribbean island. Bianca was a tall brunette with dark brown hair falling to the middle of her back. She had a nice figure, not too big, not too small. Even though she was an attractive woman, she didn’t have a boyfriend at the moment and hadn’t for quite a while. She’d tried, but every time she liked someone the lies and deceptions destroyed any possible relationship. And her fear of catching something kept her from one-night stands, making it even harder. So she concentrated on her career. Being the president of a dot-com business kept h

Barry asked Ligaya, the receptionist with an angry look. " She told me that she has a photo shoot to advertise a cream, that's why I let her in " Ligaya replied. " Did you call the boss's office before letting her in? " He asked her. " No sir. I was about to do it before she left in a hurry. I'm sorry " Ligaya knew that she was wrong. " You should know what to tell the boss when he comes out, " Barry said and left. Bianca Bernado has been the top model in Ricardo's modeling company. She is a 26 years old spoiled child. Bianca is a good definition of beauty.

As though it had been whispered to her before. After hearing it, Bianca nodded her head and said, "Chelsea. How beautiful." Her eyes then returned to me, their kindness giving way to something more calculating. "May I talk to you in private?" I continued to watch her. "No." Bianca's smile remained perfectly in place. "Leonard—" "Legal counsel can help you with whatever you came to do." I said. She let out a sigh as though I were being stubborn, like a kid who wouldn't eat veggies. “I didn’t come to discuss business with you.”

Felix said, handing her a piece of paper. Bianca didn’t know how to contain her excitement, she began to scream the moment her boss had left for work. She couldn’t believe that her dream was coming to last one after the other. THREE HOURS LATER It’s been hours since Bianca went out with Ms. Kevin as her boss as instructed. She had bought herself all that was needed to start college, The little girl was still very much energetic even after they had gotten home, Bianca was presently in her room happily checking out her law uniform. “Excuse me, are you the lawyer here?” She said, staring at herself in the reflector proudly.

No trust when it came to secrets. Especially Trevor. It had always been that way Still… They remained inseparable. The door suddenly opened and Bianca stepped in. Her outfit left little to the imagination— a short, tight skirt and a sheer top that clung to her figure, designed to draw attention. Her eyes scanned the room. Trevor wasn’t there. A flicker of disappointment crossed her face. But then again… Rolex and Noah weren’t bad options either. A small smirk played on her lips as a reckless thought crossed her mind.

“You’re not pranking me, Bianca?” “I may enjoy teasing you but I never pulled an elaborate prank.” the girl, Bianca, answered with a sweet smile on her face. She then turned her attention to Alicia. “Hello, are you my lost twin?” when she asked that, Alicia blinked to snap herself and that when she realized that the girl in front of her named Bianca looked like a copy of her. Although compared to her who looked like a panda and a zombie at the same time, the girl in front has beautiful hair and looked like she never experience stress from how glowing her skin is. From her high class brand of a cocktail dress, it was like she is telling everyone who looks at her that she’s a daughter of a ric

Lora questioned worriedly. Bianca was acting strange. She looked like she felt guilty about something. “That’s because I did commit a crime!” Bianca exclaimed. “I slept with the enemy!” Lora arched an eyebrow. “The enemy? Are you talking about Adan?” Bianca nodded, her face falling. She replied, “I don’t know how it happened. He had invited me to the launch party and arranged for me to wear the centerpiece of the jewelry you designed. I wanted to surprise you, so I accepted to model. Later on, we went to the club, had some drinks and one thing led to another.”

"I'll say one more thing then." Lorena glared at her angrily. "Shut up!" Mrs. Megan looked at Diana helplessly, but Diana just shrugged and added a mischievous grin without any remorse. ... Upon getting into Zachary's car and heading home, Bianca hurriedly showered to remove the soup stains from her body. Thinking that her life might change tomorrow, she felt nervous. She decided to visit a store for a while to calm down. As she entered the store, a sales assistant rushed up to her. "Miss, you're here! A woman has come here several times recently, saying she wants to work with us, but we don't know what to do because you weren't here."

Bianca’s world was a whirlwind of glamour, a stark contrast to her own life of quiet books and quiet evenings. She recalled the conversation with Timothee. The way his voice softened when he spoke of Bianca, his admiration evident even over the phone. It made her chest ache with a strange mix of envy and guilt. Red. That’s what Bianca always wore. Bold, passionate, it reflected her personality like a mirror. Malia, on the other hand, preferred white. Clean, crisp, it represented the calm she craved. But tonight, white wouldn't do. She pulled out a scarlet silk dress, the fabric whispering against her skin. It was a daring choice, something Bianca would wear with confidence. It felt strange o

What the fuck was Bianca doing here? The woman looked exactly like someone whose life had been dipped in gold and soaked in blood. She wore a silk blouse tucked into high-waisted tailored pants, a pair of red-bottom heels, and designer sunglasses perched on her forehead despite the indoor lighting. If someone were to paint a portrait of a rich drug lord’s widow, Bianca would be the perfect muse, Then she was married to a drug lord and became one herself when her husband was brutally and gruesomely murdered by whoever.