Danielle Rose Russell And Aria Shahghasemi Mga Nobela at Kwento

She wasn’t Ethan’s ex-wife anymore. She was a woman returning to claim her own legacy. Ryan met her at her door. “You look… different.” “I am different,” she said. “Pain changes people.” He cleared his throat. “There’s something you should know. A new investor wants a meeting.” “I’m not interested.” “He’s… very persistent.” Ryan checked his tablet. “Damian Cross.” Aria raised a brow. “Never heard of him.” “He’s new, powerful and dangerous, according to the business blogs.”

She spoke first. "I am Luciana De Rossi. Firstborn of the Dominion. Mother to no one. Enemy to myself." Cameras clicked. She continued: "Let it end here. Kill me. Spare the child. I stand as penance." A pause. "Let me be the last death this war needs." Somewhere above the summit, in a shadowed ventilation shaft, Aria De Rossi watched through a high-gain scope. "She’s playing them," Roji whispered in her ear. "She wants you to bite."

Hanging above was the crescent moon , giving off a silver light across the courtyard. Daniel arrived first. He chose a corner table, far from the unstable litted candles of the other guests, his gaze occasionally sweeping the entrance. A bottle of still water sat unopened before him. He hadn’t touched it. When Aria appeared, the world shifted—just slightly. Her lines clean,no jewelry,no makeup, her hair was pinned up, not for elegance, but for control. She smoothened her black dress as she approached with measured steps, her expression unreadable, her heels soundless as it hit the floor.

"I've got some pictures. Just throw them on the projector when I need them." "Sure thing." Sherm didn't argue and got busy setting everything up. Freya turned to her. "Aria, you can do this! I believe in you!" "Same here!" The dozen ladies behind them all smiled at Aria. Aria smiled back. "Alright then. I'll show everyone in Portfall what the rest of Farshya actually looks like." A few minutes later, Sherm called out. "We're ready! You can start whenever." Aria headed up to the stage. As she passed the phone that was livestreaming everything, she caught a glimpse of the viewer count. There was only one person.

All that he had heard and seen was way too much for him. “No……I can’t believe this, the worthless Nora couldn’t be this rich” that was the only concern that Aria had, she couldn’t allow Nora to be more powerful than she was. Oh…… could she be the new president? Aria suddenly thought and tugged at Daniels’s shoulder who was also lost in his own world.

Her first identity reveal as Damian Moore's wife also made things more chaotic. But today, she was more than willing to come clean about her identity. Even if it would stir a lot of things around her. As she gently loosened the mask, people's intense gazes filled with curiosity fell on her. Eventually, she pulled it off, taking the mic back in the next second. As she expected, literally every mouth dropped in awe, except for a few who managed their composure. "Hello everyone, I'm Ariella Moore, the CEO of AURA Beauty House and also the wife of Damian Moore."

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

She studied from the start here and knew each and every corner of the school so she helped me navigate my math and coincidentally we had the same class. She was a chatterbox and had that friendly vibe however not everyone interacted with her over the last week I spent with her and I wondered why. She was nice to me and I wouldn't be wrong to say we were becoming friends. Sarah had the most beautiful set of dimples and she was blonde. Her smile was so beautiful. "Did you complete your homework, Arabella?" She asked me and I nodded my head as we took a seat in the front. "It was so hard I had to take help from Hades. And the sweetheart that he is, didn't even hesitate to do my homework. I love

This was not a mere guest. This was a rival. “And who might you be?” the woman inquired, finally noticing Aria. “Aria Lane,” Aria replied evenly. “Lead consultant for Vale Industries.” Ms. Holloway smirked, though her eyes remained cold. “Ah,” she said. “So you’re the unknown factor.” Damian subtly moved closer to Aria. Protective. Instinctual. “You have no business being here,” he said to Holloway. “And yet,” she replied calmly, “here I am. Because events are unfolding quicker than you expected.”

“Or rather, who is in your heart. But Rosie, Prince Alexei is no more. You are mated to someone else now. If you deny the Moon Goddess’ gift, you will fall weak.” “Moon Goddess is a joke now!” Roseanne says tearfully. “Look what she did to you! Your...your face…” She touches the scar on her friend’s face and weeps. Aria hides her pain and faces Roseanne. “The Duke is a complicated man but inherently, he fights for what is right,” Aria emphasizes. “He will treat you well. He has been waiting for his mate for a long time and I am sure that he will love you.” “But I cannot love him,” Roseanne sobs. “Not when Alexei is still in my heart! I can feel him, Aria. I know it sounds crazy but sometimes