Cidnha Mine Novels & Stories

“No way! I'm still a virgin waiting on my special someone.” I chuckled at how cute she was. It was pretty wild for someone as attractive as her to be a virgin. “I can pop your cherry if you'd like.” I winked and Daya cheeks turned a brighter shade of red and she stared back at her feet while scratching the side of her neck nervously. “So whose kids are they?” I asked while walking towards the table. “Umm.. one of the maid's that was killed years ago. She was allowed to give birth to her babies before she was killed.” Daya said in a low tone.

I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I love mint choco." He said and I stopped. "Disgusting!" I hissed and he laughed. "Why is that disgusting? It's good." "I feel like brushing my teeth when I eat that flavour." I shook my head. "Do you have a pet?" He asked. "I have a black labrador at home. How about you?" "Really? I have a labrador too!" He said and I turned to him completely surprised. "Millie.. her name." "Blue.. his name." I turned to him and looked at him straight into his eyes.

“The faster you answer our questions truthfully the faster you can get back to work.” I swallow nodding. “Who is Cassian to you?” I remember the NDA. “I can't tell you,” I whisper. “Why?” Giovanni asks, his voice raising an octave higher. I look at Cordell. “I signed a nondisclosure agreement.” Giovanni stands banging the chair against the wall. Cordell looks at me and I sink back on the chair as if it can shield me from whatever is happening right now. God, what do I do?

I grabbed him by the shoulder and whispered into his ear. “We need to talk, now.” He scoffed and began to walk away from the crowd. I followed him, until we reached a secluded area. “What the hell is this? Who the hell is Diana? She isn’t your daughter, is she?” Fenrir grinned. “I didn’t think you were this smart, but no, you are slightly wrong. She is my illegitimate daughter and lived as a slave within my house hold.” My eyes grew wide as I looked at him with anger in my eyes.

Finally, we make it to the kitchen, and I grab two more plates and cups. "Here, help yourself to whatever you want. I will get your coffee. This is Champ. Champ, this is Juliana and Shawn." I make a fast introduction without going into much detail. I am unsure what Champ remembers, and I am worried about bringing it up. They say hello as I finish making cups for everyone and start a new pot.

"I'm sorry, you're right, keep telling me about that girl. ¿She is pretty? "Very pretty, parce a princess with those dresses and even goes to our school, but is just in the primary area according to what she told me today. Her name is Julissa Tomlinson, I think she is a cousin or friend of the child who almost raped a while ago. "Really?

They continue their ride when the traffic light turns green. " but have you tried reaching out to this Rahama again " " of course, I tried but she doesn't pick my calls so I let her be. In fact as I'm speaking she is here in kaduna" " Really? " " yeah and from what I heard she is about to get married to the son of the popular Ringim family . The groom is my brother's friend. Although I'm not too familiar with him. I think Mansir his the grooms name" said sakeena trying to remember when she heard her brother and Mansir talking on the phone. .

Marvin nodded nervously, quietly wiping a drop of cold sweat from his forehead before saying, "To be honest, I'm also completely at a loss as to what exactly happened at the Duca Mines. What I can share with you now is just information on the brochure. "Duca Mines only produces one thing: raw phosphate, transported directly from Duca Mines to the railway freight terminal in the Port of Casablanca via the ONCF. Right now, you're standing in the transit warehouse of Moore Trading—the company that I manage. All imported goods that have been cleared by customs and goods awaiting export that have not yet been cleared are stored here. Our staff will then liaise with customs for whatever necessary

As the fire burned and ravaged the building, I leaned into my seat and called the person coordinating my plans. "Have a ship wait for me at the port and draw up all the paperwork for a new identity for me. I want the name 'Maeve Emerson' to completely disappear from this world."

FLAVIAN The location came three hours later. Not from the police. From a man who owed me a favor he could never repay. “Got him,” the voice said. “Old mechanic yard by the eastern bypass. Quiet place. No cameras. Your type of problem.” I ended the call without replying. Good. That meant Sean still thought this was a game. I stood slowly. Fiona was across the room, hands wrapped around a cup she hadn’t touched in twenty minutes. She looked up immediately.