Chofer Particular Para Senoras Novels & Stories

With everything that had happened so far, that feeling was a thousand times worse. Standing there with her hands clasped in front of her was a woman I’d never seen before. She was young, probably the same age as me, with neatly braided hair and a crisp uniform. Her face was unfamiliar but her uniform wasn’t. I recognized it as one of those high-end chauffeur services used by the rich and famous. The kind that only drove people with billions in their bank accounts and names in the headlines. Brayden fitted that category but he had a team of drivers who rotated by the week. Why did he need to hire someone new?

Nothing would bring me more nightmares than imagining a possible romance between them. "We don't want limosine," I said, well aware that we had few cars in that house so that all the five sisters would go together. But a limosine was too much, no one would be convinced that we were mere women with money and normal if we arrived with so much pomp. "And the driver can't be a security guard either. Only driver. And he won't be waiting for us at the door.”

As he exited the living room, informing his büyük baba, he listened to him hurl a barrage of curse words in his direction and chuckled, thankful it will be the last time under his roof. Mercedes descended the jet's stairs and walked over to the range rover that Sedar had pre-arranged for her to use for the next couple of days, complete with a driver. Which she was grateful for as she yawned, exhausted and doubtful she could have made the drive home on her own. "Are you Mrs Ozturk?" The driver asked. "Yes." She responded, amused to be addressed by her married name. "My name is Theo, and I will be your chauffeur for the next few days." He extended his hand.

Because the couple had quite a positive impression of this driver, Quincey had specially arranged for this driver to serve under them. "Ms. Rivera, shall we go home now?"

said a female employee while chuckling. “You can’t blame why those loaded and handsome men were competing to have her.” another employee said. "Let's make a bet on who's going to win out of the three.". “Well, I bet, Mr Jacobs will win because they already have a child.” “No, I am for Dr Solis.” “I’ll bet on Campbell.” Christine entered the car and the car left after Christine gave the cue to leave. Because of congestion, the 20-minute trip became a one-hour trip. The chauffeur immediately got out of the car and opened the car door for Christine, she instructed him to come after having his dinner.

“Tell the manager to give the staff a five percent raise this week and make sure to escort the lady home once she wakes up.” “Understood, Sir.” Robert replied in his deep, booming voice over the blaring of the sound system. My car was waiting for me right outside the club. Martin, my chauffeur, held the door open as I got in. "Where to, Sir?" He asked, fixing his cap over his sandy blonde hair, starting the engine and putting the gear in reverse.

“Of course miss, I get paid a lot to take you wherever you want to go.” She gaped. Paid? A lot? “I… orphanage. I’ll stop at the orphanage.” She answered with a slight stutter. “Right away, Miss!” He said excitedly as he left Elena who sat back down on her seat looking so confused. The old driver sat straight with took a deep breath to calm down. He was nervous. How could he not? That beautiful woman, who was his special passenger at the moment, was Zachary Dawson's woman. She had to arrive at her destination without a single scratch.

Miss Wilson remarked, her tone wrapped with a mocking sneer. “Miss Wilson, despite being female, I possess excellent driving skills. I will ensure a comfortable and secure journey for you. You can have confidence in my abilities,” Eva assured. “I don’t trust you,” Miss Wilson responded candidly. “Send a male driver here, or I won’t go if you’re still the driver.” Eva was speechless. It was her first day at work, and she didn’t know any male staff members inside the company. “Miss Wilson, how about I call for a chauffeur service?” she suggested.

Theresa coaxed. Junxie Li didn't spare her a glance. He just remained quiet and she had no option than to be quiet for the rest of the journey home. The Chauffeur was glancing occasionally from the rear view mirror and saw how the boss held this woman. He knew she was the mother to the boss' children but didn't know they had become so intimate with each other. This is the first time he was holding a woman so close before him. He is not fond of riding in the same car with a woman and in rare cases of being in a car with a female business partner, he stays at an extreme end and remains quiet throughout the entire journey.

Cherish said. "It's okay. We'll all get into this Toyota Prado. And don’t worry, I have a designated driver." Elio pointed at his bodyguard and said, "He’ll drive us there." The seven ladies and Elio got into the Toyota SUV. Felix took the lead as the driver, the other bodyguards following behind in Yvonne's Ferrari and two other luxury cars. The bodyguards drove them all to Golden Age KTV. The beautiful women escorted Elio into the KTV, attracting the attention of many staff members at the entertainment center. Each of the ladies were gorgeous in their own way, and they surrounded the handsome young man like part of his extended harem.