Novel & Cerita Deena Johnson

All over one photo with my own brother after years apart. I stared at her, cold. "You're mistaken. I'm Lucas's sister. Not some side piece. Do your homework next time." Betty looked me up and down like I was dirt. "Sister? Don't make me laugh. Lucas's sister is a Donna. She's powerful, connected, and untouchable. You think you can compare? Trash like you survives on its back." I decided to take that as a compliment on my looks. Otherwise, I'd have already ended her.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

The room was adorned with subtle, tasteful artwork, and the air was scented with hints of lavender and vanilla, fostering a tranquil ambiance. A fake crackling fireplace cast a warm glow, enhancing the room's cozy allure. The trio surrounded a table sharing a drink with Donovan and Ronald playing draft. She sat quietly, toying with her phone while listening to the soft ambient music emanating from the speakers. "So, I'm glad you're running for SUG president. That's the way to go. I was president in my time." Donovan smiled. "I know. You won via intimidation." "Survival of the fittest, son. And I am advising you do thesame."

Dana asked with a yawn as she stepped out, breaking our staredown. She looked from me to the man and back to me again. "If you want to fight please find a zoo. I'm not about to separate a fist exchange between two hormone high men," she droned. "Who is he?" I demanded. She gave me a blank stare and turned to address the man. "Jeff, please come inside." My blood boiled as he entered the house, giving me a triumphant grin behind her. I gently pulled her back till he was out of earshot.

Sandra continued her delusion. "Oh cut the crap, woman. What are you even doing here? You and Trenton are over and you have no right to come here." "Oh?" Sandra scoffed and shot me a look of displeasure. "Then what is this one doing here? Does she have more rights than I do?" "Yes," Leonora answered quickly with her head held high. "Deena is my son's ex-wife. She was part of my family—no, she still is. While you are nothing but a mere mistress." She spat angrily and I got to admire Leonora's bravery.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

Said Solomon sticking the paper back inside his pocket. “I see and how will you power it?” asked the lady. John, who usually had all the answers when a question was thrown at him about his work was stumped by the sudden question, he didn’t think that part through. “At this time I don’t have a power source.” Said John. “Aww, that’s too bad, I wanted to see how it worked.” Said the lady in a melodic voice. “I’m sorry.” Said John. “By the way my name is Dejon Dordez.” Replied the lady.

Edna asked her. “Oh my goodness, Bertha!” Fiona said with excitement. “If you will excuse me,” she added. Then she turned and walked away from us towards the direction of the woman that Edna had shown to her. “Fiona can be a lot,” Edna Jones said, shaking her head. But she was smiling, which only meant that she definitely enjoyed Fiona’s company. “I didn’t realize that she runs a spa,” I said. “That is the CEO of the City Women Spa,” Edna Jones said.

Johnson let out a shocked gasp. "Such pretty fellah gushing attraction... you're not an omega?" Mrs. Johnson asked suspiciously. "Yes ma'am," Dina said flashing her a small smile hoping to increase the lady's goodwill toward him AND it worked. "Honey~ let's hire him, I've checked and he's normal plus he's so cute!" Mrs. Johnson said to her husband while ruffling Dina's hair who simply went along with it to curry favor. Mr. Johnson stared at Dina for a while without saying anything for a while before raising his hand and signaling to his guard to help him get the files containing the contract.

Dillion kicked his feet up on the seat in front of him and Jensen threw a pillow at him from the couch. “Don’t get too use to it this is a one-time thing. For now.” Jensen smiled at me as an attractive brunette approached us. “Mr. Daniels we will be taken off in a few minutes. Can I get you anything?” She smiled at him and touched his arm lightly. I have never been a jealous woman, but seeing her touch him sent me into a rage.