Dearest Missy Novels & Stories

His voice softens, and that expression—sad, helpless—hits me right in the chest. “I do miss you,” I whisper. “I’ll be back soon, love. I promise.” I nod, biting back the urge to say hurry. “Bye, love.” “Bye.” --- “Bye, Miss Townsend.” “Bye,” I smile, waving as the last professor leaves campus. And once again, I’m the last one here because my boss is a stuck-up bitch with an ego problem. Finally finishing the last document, I stretch and sigh. “Done at last.”

My heart swells reading its contents. Missy| Hey, I’m so sorry about the way I acted last night. I know your hands were probably tied, and you have to do what is best for Hailey. You are a good man, Adrian, and I shouldn’t have questioned that. I hope everything goes well today. Tell Hailey Brewer congratulations for me. I fucking love her. I love her so, so much. We are going to be fine. She’s my woman, and I hope one day in the near future I can make this perfect woman my wife.

I nodded with appreciation as she went back to our guests. I noticed Missy straightening herself, she had put on a dress after she got here. She was hot as hell in anything but right now she had on a cute little black dress that seemed to wrap around her curves so damn well. I licked my lips watching her ass as she walked toward our guests. “Hello, I’m Luna Missy. Would you care for a seat? We have camping chairs,” Missy offered. I didn’t like her being close to them. I needed to get them away from here and hunt, why not turn it into me sounding hospitable? That’s what an Alpha would do.

She said with appreciation, dropping her phone and picking up her fork to eat. “So tell me, you seem to be the only maid I often see around here around Tyler apart from Agnes. What is like with you and him? Are you like his personal maid or something?” Missy asked upon munching on a slice of apple. She bowed, “She got that right ma’am. I am his personal maid and only I is around to do things for him apart from Ma’am Agnes.” She responded with respect, her tone soft and polite. “Have told you to be less professional with me. Call me by my name, I’m Missy and I see you not as my maid already. You’re like even older than me, here sit on the bed with me.” Missy offered tapping on the seat on the

“That’s just stupid, you get who you get because that person is perfect for you.” “What if the goddess makes mistakes?” Missy turned in the hallway and looked at Jane with big eyes as she gripped her shoulders. “The goddess doesn’t make mistakes, Jane. Let’s head to your first class before Billy comes howling down the hallway and slobbers all over you.” “You know I never told him he was my favourite.” Missy grinned then looking a bit evil. “Oh man, I’m going to have so much fun with that one. Whatever you do, just agree with me and play along.”

If only he would have told her about his plans then she would not have a hard time creating excuses for it. “I have never seen William Fajardo up close, how handsome was he?” Missy giggled. “Uh–, he’s okay?” “He is not okay!” Missy yelled, disagreeing to her best friend’s words. “He is drop-dead gorgeous and my B–F–F caught the biggest fish alive!”

Her little hands go still. She blinks up at me. “Hi.” My throat tightens. “Hi.” “This is Missy,” Camile says, casually sipping her tea. “She’s three. Her favorite color is purple. She hates peas. And she thinks the moon follows her when she walks outside.” I can’t look away. Missy. Missy. The name thuds through my chest like a heartbeat. Camile lets the silence stretch before adding, “She also has your laugh. And your ears.”

I narrate, and she giggles. "Alright, Missy. What are we wearing? "She questions, and I laugh. " I don't know yet. "I confess, and she rushes off to my closet and flings its doors open. I stare down at the invite again, but gag on seeing something. "Ewwwwwww. "I exclaim in disgust and Athena turns around in alarm. "What? What is it? " She questions in concern and I gag dramatically. "Yuck! The party is being held at Amber's father's club! "I exclaim.