Cindy Mello Novels & Stories

She had to think positive if she married she would no long have to endure the cruelty of her mother. Cassie sat at the dressing table brushing out her long black wavy hair. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her skin was pale a fine porcelain her eye were a piercing color of ember her features were delicate and refined with her high cheek bones and strong jawline. She stood five foot seven inches tall. She was tall for a woman of her time. She had a perfectly sculpted body that turned many heads when she went to town on the rare occasion with her mother. Marcella was a site of beauty standing only five feet two inches tall. Her skin was the same porcelain color her eyes black as night.

Mira said to Amelia. "Mrs Richard, are you sure about that? What if she spoils the shoe the same way she spoilt hers? I know you are so kind-hearted, but I don't think this is a good idea," Cindy said to Mira as she noticed that some of the models had brought out their phones and were already videoing the scene of Mira trying to help her colleague.

Anya looked up and smiled seeing one of the only other people she talked to. “Hi Cindy.” She gently smiled as she walked up to her. Cindy didn’t hesitate to wrap her large arms around Anya's petite body. Cindy was no small women, Anya swore she was trying to become a female sumo wrestler. Though large she was not one to mess with. Cindy was very strong and could out run a child if she wanted to.

Brandon muttered "Seriously? Do you miss me that much?" Cindy asked "Like h*ll" Brandon said and kissed her hand "I will send the driver over tomorrow" He said and Cindy smiled "Thank you" She said "But...is that really your mom?" Brandon asked "She's my best friend's mom,so she's like my mom also" Cindy replied "Where's your best friend?" Brandon questioned "My friend work in Gregor Campbell's Island,she's his kids nanny" Cindy said "Seriously??" Brandon asked

Caitlyn watched him, hoping there was no mistake. She was sure there was none, as she had carefully done as he asked. The man finished and put them back into the file. "Well done, Miss Caitlyn," He praised her and she smiled. "See me in my office in thirty minutes. I'll prepare a file which you would give to Mr. Martin King the next time he comes to the firm." Caitlyn nodded with a smile. She was excited that she would be seeing Martin again. As her boss left her office, she giggled while clapping her hands like a little child. A loud music from her phone made her pause her jubilation. She peered at the screen and it read, "mother". A small frown appeared on her face.

"Hello! I did not know that you knew Anne! If I knew, I would have given you a discount on your last visit to the Aesthetic Clinic!" Anne asked, "Do you know each other?" Cindy said, "No, I think you have mistaken me for someone else. I have never been to any aesthetic clinic before. Ms. Vallois, I will wait for you in the car." "Go on." Cindy then left. Her expression was complex somewhere that nobody could see. She did not expect to be recognized. Lucia was confused. "Was it not her?" "Could you have mistaken her for someone else?"

Slowly, she blinked at his cold message: "Your dress and accessories will be sent down to your home, and a cab will drive you to the venue. And by the way, you don't have to worry about sending your address. Goodnight!" Cindy's mind raced with questions and concerns. Who was this person? How did he know her address? Why was he being so mysterious and authoritative? She felt a mix of excitement and fear. Her curiosity battled with her apprehension, but the allure of the unknown was undeniably strong.

Her boss Cindy Montreal is a classy and sophisticated lady but sometimes she is childish and plans evil things for her enemy. Cindy Montreal is a famous author under the pen name of aphrodisiacs. She is writing hot steamy romance but she is known for her thrilling stories that are full of killing. And she is also the heir of her mother's hotels and lands as the only daughter of her parents. " Madam. What do you want me to do when we get there?" Herriot asked. Cindy just smiled at Herriot as she put her index finger on her lips as she was signing Herriot to quiet.

She recognized the ring tone and it's Cindy's. Moriah excitedly picked her phone up, after the plane crash, she barely made time to talk to Cindy as she was preoccupied with so many things. After accepting the call. Moriah exclaimed enthusiastically, "Cindy!" "Are you busy?" Cindy asked. Moriah frowned, she found Cindy's tone, odd. "Why?" "Can you help me?" Moriah felt a little nervous for her. "Tell me what's going on." "I'm 4 weeks pregnant," Cindy chuckled awkwardly.

he screamed “Creating a mess, just how you and Elena are planning to make a mess out of my life right now” “Cindy, you are sick!” Before I could push him and respond, my phone buzzed loudly from the table. Drego had returned my phone to me Minutes earlier before we had sex. I rushed to grab it. It was Melissa calling. “Cindy!” Her voice burst through the phone the second I answered and put the phone on speaker. “Where the hell have you been?! Girl, you scared me… A lot has been happening in your absence, are you safe?” “A lot? What are you talking about?”