Novel & Cerita Carmen Rosales

"Well... she is someone who hates Bianca even more than we do." Rosina nodded her head in agreement as she smiled, which made Annalie look back at her mother still unsure... "Hate is even an underrated word," Rosina said as she walked closer to them.. She stretched out her hand. “Rosina Rose Carter. It’s nice to meet you.”She held her hand out toward Annalie. For a moment, Annalie only stared at it. She slowly looked back at her mother, still trying to understand why she was involving another person in this feud…

And standing right beside Carmen was none other than Gloria, the lady she had a fight with earlier in front of the restaurant. As Carmen was a model, she was well none within the entertainment industry. And Gloria was also quite famous among the socialite diva's as she was the president of the Sanchez Entertainment media. As if sensing someone's gaze on her, Carmen turned to look at her. Hilda's heart skipped a beat that she turned her head back and stared back at the dress. She shut her eyes and prayed in desperation. 'God please let her not see me! Please let her not see me."

Damn, how she hated this part of the cycle, having to decipher her enemies moves in other to win the game. Pulling out her phone, she clicked on a few buttons and dialed Lena, her private investigator's number. The phone rang for a few seconds before it was answered. "Ms. Romero, how can I help you?" "I need you to keep an eye on someone, Lena. Do it in a way that doesn’t draw any attention. Her name's Irene Rosewood." The other end was silent for a few seconds before Lena responded. "...of course, Ms. Romero. Is there anything else?"

Karlo explained, subtly blaming me. What the hell? I was about to react, when he turned to me, urging the woman to also look at me. I frowned and tried stopping myself to roll my eyes. “Minerva, this is Gaidel Rosa. She is one of the in-charge with the weaponry here in Red Cartel, making her a high-positioned member,” Karlo started to introduce the woman in front of us. “Hello, my lady. Nice meeting you,” Gaidel said monotonely and also slightly bowed her head as a respectful regard.

Instead, she asked, "Tamara, do you think I'm boring?" Tamara looked at her in confusion. She sighed deeply, leaning back against the headboard. "No. I really don't. You're crazy talented, you do so much." "Art. All I have going for me is my art that I don't show anyone," Rosie scoffed. Tamara shook her head firmly. "You're also a really cook, you hide the fact that you're an amazing singer, you're the smartest person I know and you're book crazy which gives you a lot of stories to tell. Even if they're not your own."

she replied. "Nothing much... Means something happened," I said. "Well... I'll be fucking someone today," she replied making me choke on my spit. "You'll be doing what?" I asked like I had not just heard what she said. "You heard me right," she replied. "But.... What about your mate?" I questioned. "Look... Rosie. I'm an Omega. I accept my fate that my mate may probably never accept me when he realizes who I am," she responded. " So ... It's best I enjoy my life before I get old."

We make our own screen time with the people around us with our storylines. "Really? He made a move? But Cinnamon has a boyfriend", I gasped, while I fixed my hair. "Guess he'll never know", he said, wiggling his eyebrows. I laughed and punched his arm. Time passes by quicker with James. He was a fun person to be with. And I think he was the only person who could make me laugh after what felt like eons. I texted Anna that I'd be meeting her while walking down the street to Blossombee.

“I did some digging and found out you were not in support of Allen's act, so he tried to kill you, we are both victims, and I want us to take revenge.” “I am sorry, Maria, but I can't do that, I will kill Allen myself,” he growled getting up from his seat. “Allen is not in your league anymore, you can't kill him anymore, thanks to your lie, I was kicked out of the company and Allen became a member of The Rodriguez's group, almost becoming chairman of the company.” “I will get him myself, you don't worry,” he said and stormed out. How resilient…but foolish. Adam walked towards me. “What should we do?”

The board members—six men and women in suits that cost more than most people earned in a lifetime—were frozen in the moonlight, their faces illuminated only by the emergency red glow of the backup life-support. "The lights are out, ladies and gentlemen," Sloane said, stepping out of her harness. The "Killer Wife" was back in her element. She held her Beretta with a casual, terrifying grace. "And in the dark, the Black Rose is the only thing that grows." The Chairwoman, a woman with silver hair and eyes like frozen coins, stood up. "You think a blackout stops us? We are an algorithm, Mrs. Vane. We exist in the cloud. You cannot kill a ghost."

It was a very huge store, with a million dresses, it smelt of fresh roses and pastry. “good day ladies” a tall lady greeted us the moment we walked into the store, she wore a suit and had a pair of spectacles hanging off her nose. “Miss Romero” she added with a smile. “and you must be miss Santiago, Romans fiance”. I smiled at her. It was funny though that her store was named after my fathers name.