Daniella M Young Novels & Stories

Chapter Ten[ The Secret Entry zone] Danielle is enjoying herself at the moment. David wants to take her on a covert trip. Danielle is innocent and a decent, highly educated professional degree holder with a doctorate in psychiatry. They are both inclined to adventures as they search for the hidden exit location to leave the country and the entry point of another closest and nearby island to move straight forward into safe travel towards his homeland in Europe.

she mumbled. "She is my only family," she added. Her gaze clutched Loney's. Confusion clouded him. "I mean Daniella." She muttered in clarification. "Mmm," Loney groaned, edging her to proceed. "Since we were young, she always blamed me for taking the spotlight so I had to sacrifice my chances of going to college, for our parents to fulfil her dreams but she couldn't graduate. I loved cooking so I went to a culinary school." "Daniella disappeared after dropping out of college. We prayed and prayed that she would return but she only did after our parents died a few months ago," Danica paused, her eyes glassy. Loney's gaze softened but he didn't try to comfort her.

It didn’t matter how hungry I was just a few minutes ago, now I wanted to leave at once, my appetite was quickly being replaced by discomfort. “Hi.” The soft voice made me pause. I turned to see a young woman standing nearby, her hands clasped nervously in front of her. She wore a simple brown and yellow uniform. It fit perfectly on her trim and curvaceous build and her light brown hair was tucked behind her ears. “I’m Daniella,” she said, offering a kind smile. I nodded but didn’t say anything. It was safer that way. “I’ve seen how people treat you,” she continued, glancing around the room. “It’s not fair, don't mind them.”

Waylon Isabella is a sixteen years old smart girl with a skinny welt built curving body. Light in complexion and has long curling blonde hair, which fitted her face with dimples around her cheeks. Her face dazzled like that of an angle with sparkling eyes, with a straight noise and succulent lips.

For my little girl. For Danielle.

“ That was delicious! I'm already full. Thank you, dear.” Nanang Elsa held Danielle’s hands. “You're always welcome, Nanang.” Danielle glanced at Jenny who was sitting on her opposite side. “ Jenny, look after Nanang for a while. I'll go to the nurse's station to settle Nanang's hospital bill and pack her things too.” “ Yes, Danielle. “ Jenny was in her first year in high school. She is four years younger than Danielle. She also had a twin sister but they don't look a like at all.

she added, also trying to comfort and convince herself. “I don't want you to go. What if it's just one of his traps to lure you? I won't be able to bear it if anything happens to you. You know, it's your father and, as well, my fault for introducing that devil to you in the first place,” Mrs. Young said, her voice filled with worry. "Relax. I know you don't want me to do anything, but I can't just sit back and let someone mess with the company that took Dad years of hard work to build go down the drain,” Danielle replied firmly.

She then slumped against the car and told the bodyguards amid puffs, “I want to meet with Mrs. York. Tell Serenity that I want to invite her out for supper. I want to have a talk with her.” “May I have your name, miss?” The young and beautiful woman requested to see Mrs. York by name. The bodyguards could guess that she was the woman who had feelings for Mr. York. Otherwise, the woman would not be here to talk with Mrs. York. “My last name is Daniels.” The woman in red was none other than Jenna Daniels. Jenna fell in love with Zachary at first sight. However, her father’s scolding seemed to get through to her as it had been a while since she showed her face in Zachary’s presence.

She was a bit on the curvy side, and her black suit was really fitting her well, point is, she was stunning. She showed me around the office and introduced me to almost everyone, everyone who I probably won't even remember. She talked, a lot, and I enjoyed listening to her tell me little details about herself. For example, she's afraid of dogs, not really a fan of going out, she is married and she's twenty-eight, she also works in the accounting section and says she was surprised when Daniels asked for her to show me around. Apparently, he's a dick at work. "He sounds like a dick," I commented as we rode the elevator back up to Mr Daniels floor. Kira burst out into giggles and covered her mo

I squeezed her arm. “So I’ve been told. Again.” She looked at me proudly. “Why not stop this conversation about secrets and classified infos Daniella? Let’s just enjoy this party. What’s the name of the celebrant again?” I asked. “Irisha Mitchell, ” she answered immediately. “Daughter of a politician.” I was impressed. “Hmm... I see that you are doing your homework well.” She gave me a pleased grin. “I have to at least show the guests that I am worthy of being called a Fancy Pants Club member, Mr. VP.”