Deborah Austin Novels & Stories

Debbie said, her tone serious leaving room for no doubt. The onlookers taking pictures of the scene,still in bewilderment that the CEO of AJ STYLES is standing and conversing with a woman! Something that has never happened before. “ I would advise that you get in,I don't have all the time in the world and am sure you've somewhere else to be?” Alex asked, getting tired of her tantrums. Debbie clears her throat having a second thought as she needed to be at her gallery “ Yeah sure.” She proceeds to the car and got in, seating at the front seat with Alex.

He was very close to throttling his assistant. "I just need to understand—" Elizabeth continued, but Austin quickly hushed her up, telling her to focus on her work. "If and when I feel you need to know more about Laura Stone, you will!" "What about Sienna Roberts, sir? She's a tabloid reporter." "I'm well aware of that!" Austin growled as he threw his door wide open. "Now focus on what I pay you to do!" Before Elizabeth could say anything else, Austin slammed the door in her face, his anger bubbling to the surface at the sight of Blake sitting in his chair with his legs on top of a stack of files on his desk.

Sasha murmured her thanks, smiling at her, and glanced at Xavier, who also panicked, helping Aaron with some boxes. “Good heavens, how do you carry all these?” Deborah asked, still gaping when she placed the bags on the table. “I hope these aren’t all for one night.” Sasha chuckled, lifting three paper bags. “These are for our dinner, and those…” she wrinkled her nose. “Well, those are for this old house. Aiden was thinking of staying here for a while to oversee the construction, and he can’t stay here without even toiletries. Hi, I’m Sasha, by the way,” she said, offering her hand to Deborah. My husband, Aaron Reed.”

Just before cheer practice, Austin and Wyndy go into the girls' locker room to interrogate Debbie Cheer and to also return her wallet, if they found out she's not the burglar or not in cohorts with the burglar. They exit the locker room five minutes later and both shake their heads at us in an amusing manner. "Just like I predicted, she's still as dumb as ever." "That's a shame, she's so pretty and talented," Wyndy comments. "Guess you can't have it all." Austin shrugs.

When she couldn’t bear it anymore, she stood up and walked out of the hall while everyone was seated to hear Austin George, the popular billionaire in Los Angeles. “I want to thank Miss Felicia, the director of Hero Community Music Centre, for a good job,” Austin continued. Rose had already turned away, but when she heard him thank Miss Felicia, she glanced back with disgust. Austin raised his head, and his eyes fell on Rose. “Tha—nnkk you all,” he stammered, his voice breaking from the shock of seeing her. He leaned closer to Robin who stood directly behind him, and whispered; “That woman, that is leaving, make sure you get her and bring her to me, alive!”

" Even after five years apart, Austin was as vile to me as ever. Those scrambling to curry favor with him quickly seized the chance to belittle me further. "This must be your ex-wife, Mr. Hart. She really can't compare to Ms. Deleon in looks or grace. Frankly, she doesn't look like she has a decent job." "I couldn't agree more. How dare she show up at an auction without much to her name? Just looking at her… Tsk, tsk, she's truly an embarrassment to Mr. Hart." "A woman with no self-respect is truly despicable. Where are the security guards? Get this low-class woman out of here before she taints the atmosphere of the venue."

"Hmm... Oh well, I'm going to Munich with you." Austin looked at me in disbelief, then he raised his eyebrows. "Beyza Doğan who is famous as a playgirl, she refused my invitation to have sex. Your behavior is like a virgin ..." his words stopped, he saw my face. "Do not move!" Austin gave the order to me. "Why don't I... Eungh..." Before I could ask, I groaned because his sexy lips kissed my neck. While his hand lifted the dress I was wearing, and he stroked my thigh.

It was weakening, but it was there. “Dean…” “Get her to the doctors. If what she is saying is true, then we are going to need to have a fucking long conversation about the fucking bastard that thinks he owns the world.” I said, stopping my beta who nodded. I caught sight of Sabine who just rushed out of her car. Her eyes met mine and I frowned in confusion at the fact that she was here to begin with before looking at Viktor. “Go, I’ll follow you in a minute.” He looked at Sabine then at me and I nodded in assurance. She rushed toward me and I shook my head in question before she pulled her gun out at me. She aimed it at my chest as tears fell from her eyes.

I chuckled. "Ha! Declan chuckled. "That girl's got some serious power moves. She'd shut down any joker trying to mess with her plans for the weekend, and you know what those plans are? A darn horse shows! Austin's a boss lady, no doubt about it. She's on a mission to make the equestrian world a better place, and ain't nobody gonna stop her. Her words? 'I ain't got no time for no scrubs.' And that's why we love her."

"Cut the polite crap. Everyone's here. Objections or not, this vote's happening, right? No way it's that simple." "Mrs. Houston," Jason said coolly, "today's vote's straightforward: who's better suited as the McKinney Group CEO, you or Mr. Austin? Everyone here sees what you both bring. In the past two years, you've barely shown up. Mr. Austin ran the show, held a key role, and raked in profits. He's the clear pick for CEO." "So, you're saying I suck as the boss?" Debra shot back. Michael didn't even show, sending this random assistant instead. That already pissed her off.