Chapter 55 Sarah J Maas Novels & Stories

Fear for her. Leading Mia to the living room, Sarah sat her down and exchanged a worried glance with Zachary. “Mia,” Sarah said softly, “are you worried someone might hurt me?” Mia’s eyes darted nervously to the burn mark on Sarah’s leg. Her voice trembled as she whispered, “There are bad people out there. They’ll hurt you.” “There are no bad people, Mia,” Sarah said, covering the scar on her leg with her hand. “See? I’m fine.”

To Sarah, this news was the best Mara had ever done for her. She wanted so much to see Paris, while everyone was worrying about their lives, she could only worry about the life of the friend she had. Sarah has always been an opportunist but not when it came to Paris. At first, getting close to her was merely because of curiosity, she wanted to know why the daughter of a beta would still come to stay with the alpha despite his wrongful treatment of her and their baby. She never would have thought that life in Paris would be as dark and sad as it turned out to be. It wasn't installed at 8 am before they were called in.

SARAH “I thought you wanted to use the bathroom, Mrs Mezzeselma.” Mrs Yao's voice sounded from beside me. I quickly turned to face her as a panicked flush climbed up my neck and to my cheeks. “I- well, the thing is, I wanted to make a call so after I came out of the bathroom, I asked for a cell phone and all the other employees lied about not having one. Only he was kind enough to lend me his phone,” I explained. She pinned me down with an accusing look then looked back at the man.

Sara kept her eyes closed so she wouldn't fall for the temptation, but when she opened her eyes, she nearly pissed herself after seeing how close Maeves' face was to her face. "Aahh .. haaa .. dammit Maeve .. I almost pissed my pants!" said Sarah while trying to calm her beating heart and heaving breathing. "Please, babes, it'll be fun.. hhmm ?" "Okay fine!" Sara gave up after seeing tears have started to gather in Maeves' beautiful green eyes. "YEEEEESSSS!!! .. SHE SAAAIIIDD YEEEESSSS!!" Screamed Maeve while jumping about and doing her victory dance. Sara laughed so hard that she ran to the toilet before she ended up pissing herself right there and then.

Warning: Chapter features attempted rape. Reader's discretion is advised. ~AUTHOR'S POV~ 27 Hours Until Anniversary. ~~~~ Morning. Khlan and Sara sits at the dining as the maids steps forward and place breakfast on the table. Plates clink softly as food is set down. No one speaks. Sara barely looks at the meal. Her eyes move around the room instead—walls, doors, guards. There has to be a way out. She just has to find it. Khlan is talking.

“You know, Claire, of all the NGOs I’ve been at, you’re the only founder who actually showed up for work on a regular basis. They’re mostly about the charity balls. And lunches.” “Are there any more of those Italian cheese…” Sarah walked in. Maya’s tiny office was getting crowded. Madison held her bag of potato chips to her chest and slunk out. Maya growled protectively. “Okay, okay. Jeez.” Sarah poked through the basket. She found something, and then looked at me in surprise. “You still here? I thought you were going to visit the ancestral mansion… Hey, does that mean—” “She doesn’t know,” Maya said.

"I’m the mother of the True Heirs. Sarah is just a politician with a borrowed army." I stepped out of the chamber and into the corridor. The ship was tilting at a fifteen-degree angle now, the freezing water of the North Atlantic rushing into the lower decks. At the end of the hall, the elevator doors hissed open. Sarah stepped out, flanked by six Southern Council Enforcers. She looked immaculate in her furs, her face a mask of cold, aristocratic disdain. But as her eyes fell on me—soaked in oil, covered in blood, yet standing with the authority of a goddess—I saw the flicker of fear in her gaze.

It was identical to the scent that was currently clinging to the air outside Diego's room. He stared down the empty hallway, his brow furrowing in deep confusion. No, he thought, shaking his head as a cold chuckle escaped his lips. It is impossible. Valeria was a dirty, frightened maid who groveled on the floor in an oversized apron. Luna was a fierce, commanding queen who moved like sin under purple lights. It was just a coincidence. Madrid was flooded with the same cheap perfumes, and his mind was simply playing tricks on him because he was exhausted. He brushed the ridiculous thought from his mind, turned on his heel, and walked back to his quarters, determined to erase the maid's tear-st

The sudden withdrawal of funds however disturbed him badly and shook the very edifice of his company. Sarah meanwhile was sleeping soundly in the Hills Mansion. After being rushed home by her brother Mathew, she had found her father Theodore, her two remaining brothers, Edward and Henry, sister-in-law Nancy, housekeeper of many years, Rosie and a battery of servants standing in attendance with the choicest of dishes laid out on the table for her. The Hill family doctor and two masseurs were standing on the sides waiting for Sarah to finish her meal. The doctor gave her a thorough check up and treated her wounds quickly while the lady masseurs gave her a soothing massage with essential oils m

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