Chofer Particular Para Senoras Novels & Stories

Astin and Barbie were entering a condo in McKinley Hill. “Will you be going inside? I can wait for you, but the security’s pretty strict,” the driver said. She took a deep breath before shaking her head. “No, that won’t be necessary,” she said softly. She paid the driver handsomely, far more than what was necessary, earning a warm smile in return. “Thank you, Miss L. Let me know if you ever need my service again,” the driver said as she waved goodbye. “Thank you, Ate Mara,” she replied with a faint smile.

“Can you take me to where my husband is please,” She requested. “Sorry ma’am but I can’t do that,” The driver responded and Arielle frowned. “Why not?’ She questioned looking from one man to the other. “That was the instruction I was giving, I am to take you back to the mansion and nowhere else, if you want me to take you anywhere else, you have to take permission from Boss Junior,” The driver revealed, Arielle knew who the other men called boss junior, it was Luciano’s personal assistant, Yoey.

The driver leaned against the hood, scrolling on his phone and looking slightly annoyed. Ezra slowed, narrowing his eyes. “Do you recognize him, Miss?” I shook my head. “I have no idea who this is. But it looks like a one of the cars from the cab service company.” Ezra pulled up beside the man, rolling down the window. “Good day. Can I help you?”

The glass was rolled down from the driver's seat and they could see the face of a well polished and beautiful lady sitting comfortably holding the car steering wheels. She removed her dark glasses and looked at the faces of the men. She made a wide grin which exposed her white set of teeth. She was wearing a chiffon crop top under a blue ripped bum short. "May I see your pass?" The man asked from the outside. "We don't need a pass, we were specially invited by the boss" she said The man gave her a weird look and he looked at the back seat which was occupied with girls who were hotly dressed too. He stepped away from the car and he could be seen speaking a few words to his colleagues.

The manager said to her. "But sir,I am going somewhere right now"she tried to explain to the manager but he won't listen to her. "Just come,it won't take time,it's very important"The manager said to her. "Okay"she replied ending the call. "Driver, could you please turn over,take me to Diva company now"she said to the driver. "You will pay double"the driver said to her. "No problem"she replied and the driver reversed the car in order to take a different route to the company.

This man is a woman magnet, but he is so down to earth. “You, I never got your name,” Claire stated, looking at the limo driver. “Me, mam? I’m Helen Kingsley.” The driver said. “Helen, do you fancy Mr. Elon here?” Claire asked. “I wouldn’t dare, mam,” Helen exclaimed. “I’m not looking for etiquette. I asked you if you fancy my husband. Answer honestly.” The driver bowed her head and answered softly. “Yes, mam.”

she admitted, her voice a little shaky. "Okay? You have three drivers accessible at all times for you, but I don't think we'll be able to transport you home. We're merely commuting, and you've already stated that you don't want to ride public transportation, correct?" Farah was still staring at Zeiara curiously when she answered the question. "That's great with me! I'm really enjoying riding one right now "When she saw Zeeve's expression, she chuckled to herself. "Eh? Your drivers are always there to accompany you and fetch you."

“You’ll be the ones begging for a place at my side. But will I give it to you? Of course not.” She picked up her handbag and left the room with steady, confident steps. Downstairs, she approached a servant who was tidying the living room. “Prepare the car,” she said curtly. “I’m leaving now.” The servant hesitated. “I’m sorry, ma’am… all the cars are currently in use.” Selena frowned. “What do you mean?” “Some are assigned to Mr. Nathan and Mr. Daven’s schedules. The rest are being used for document deliveries and staff transportation. Now, there isn’t a driver available.”

If he were the driver, maybe he would’ve poured salt down Gabriella’s throat a long time ago. “Where are we going again, Ma’am? If Don Franco finds out, I’m dead meat,” the driver grumbled. “You’ll be the only one dead, not me. So, let’s go! What are you waiting for?” What a mouth! Like she swallowed a megaphone. Should he just kill Gabriella instead? “Won’t you wait for me?” Rey Jhon cut in, waving as he stepped inside the mansion. Gabriella wasn’t in uniform, and her lips were bright red like a fish had kissed or bitten her.

"See what?" "Kathy and the CEO! She just got out of the CEO’s car!" Maricela furrowed her brow and glanced at Lena before storming off angrily. "Maricela, wait for me!" Lena called out, rushing after her. "Do you believe it? She's so pure and capable that the CEO gives her a ride to work! What a charming girl she is! She must specialize in seducing people!" Maricela muttered from her seat in the office, igniting a wave of explosive reactions.