Delilah Green Doesn't Care Novels & Stories

Celeste: “You’re going to want to see this. I dug into Jackson’s assistant like you asked. Her name is Rosaline Greene… she’s Delilah’s younger sister.” I blinked at the screen, suddenly very much awake. Delilah’s sister? My brows lifted in slow astonishment. I read the rest of the message. Celeste: “Apparently, Delilah’s parents divorced when she was a teen. She stayed with her dad, Rosaline went abroad with their mom. They never really talked about it publicly, which is why the connection went unnoticed. You probably didn’t think twice about her when Jackson hired her years ago, back when you were still married.”

the younger woman said, “My name is Delilah.” "Right." Emilia’s smile didn’t reach her eyes. "I know you probably remember from that outburst in the studio." She paused, examining her manicure. "I let my anger blind me. You know how frustrating it is to see what you've worked so hard for, to be stolen from right under your nose by a cheap, undeserving slut?" Around them, the music and scattered conversations continued. No one was paying attention yet. Delilah's set her phone down slowly, remaining maddeningly calm. "I don't."

Delilah led it to her nose, she inhaled it and looked at Kai who was staring at her. “Lemon, and green tea!.” Kai replied with a smile on his lips. Delilah stared at the tea suspiciously before she took the first sip, Delilah yelled and stuck her tongue out. “What the fuck!!, that so hot!!.” Delilah said. “I am sorry!.” Kai apologized. “Babe have your bath, get dressed and meet me in the kitchen!.”

“No offense of course, you’re pretty, but pretty is generic. You have to be enigmatic, charming and best of all, breathtaking.” I try to argue but she is already pulling me with her. I sigh and follow. We ended up being thirty minutes late because Delilah refused to let me kill myself even before I get to know anyone in the pack. Her exact words were; “You will be shunned and you will be the topic of every Sunday lunch for the rest of your life, do you want to be that?” she said this, looking at me with her green eyes widened. When I didn’t say anything, she nodded, very proud of herself. “Good, so let’s get you ready. We need to make all the girls jealous.”

I wanted him closer. The only one who sounded like she might take me seriously without treating me like a TikTok clout-chaser or someone who’d taken too much shrooms in a walk-up with mold, was a woman named Delilah Cross. Her website was bare bones but professional, and there were no jump scares, no creepy background music. There was a line on the homepage: “The veil is thin where desire lives.” I booked the first appointment I could. *** Delilah wasn’t what I expected. She had no lace shawls, no jangling bangles or black eyeliner. She looked like someone’s cool aunt who’d smoked weed at Woodstock, had white-blonde braids, earth-toned linen, and piercing gray eyes.

She needs to bless their union and it hurts her to know that Raze wasn't interested in her anyway, she tried to melt him but the fury in heart has eaten deep Into his soul. No matter how she looked like, she was here for the wedding and no one would dare stop them. "Stretch your palms dear.." Delilah smiled at her and Vasperia stretched out a shaky arm to the woman. She didn't know why but she felt at ease just looking at her. She was beautiful with her long Silver hair and green eyes, hiding the old age that was threatening to deceive her. Delilah was about saying a thing when a rude interruption cut her off.

Including her goddamned love, Stephen! Delilah turned around to walk toward the pole as her face turned stone cold. She ignored Jennifer once again as she tried to stop her one last time. She walked up to the pole stage. She could feel a lot of eyes on her but one burning gaze was keeping her on her toes and she doesn't even know why! Her eyes caught his green eyes which turned dangerously cold and dark suddenly as she stood in front of the pole. Her heart started beating loudly and the reason was unknown to me. She was completely drunk by then.

Before Sabrina could understand what he meant, Daniel had already gotten up and in one swoop, he scooped Alicia into his arms which made Alicia yelp. Sabrina widened her eyes seeing the shameless attitude of Daniel. She didn't really mean for them to get a room, but Daniel would just be shameless and heed to her words. She looked at Alicia and saw that she looked exicted. Really!? She also really needed a man in her life so that she would also do these things. She looked at Alicia's face and saw her exicted expression. She raised her hands in defeat. She was friends with the most shameless people in her life. Only Jessica and Josh were better and calm.

Delilah said testily wondering if she should go ahead and look for the beans or answer this women's questions. "How does it feel ? Green haired lady asked. The both of them hadn't introduced themselves which for Delilah was a bad sign already. Back away Delilah, this is trouble. "How does what feel?" she asked even though she knew what they were talking about. "The wolf-less situation," green haired lady said in a voice that dripped of disgust. Delilah resisted a scoff and bit back her tongue. This wasn't her pack and she had learnt to be careful. Not everything she said or did was going to be tolerated.

Chapter 32: Her Devious Plan Delilah’s POV I dialed the number with my manicured fingers, my eyes fixed on the mirror in front of me as I adjusted my necklace. The line rang twice before the person picked up. “Be at our usual spot,” I said, my tone calm but commanding. “I’ll be there in half an hour.” The person on the other end murmured an agreement before I ended the call. I set the phone down on the dresser and let out a small breath. I needed this meeting, needed someone who wasn’t drowning in testosterone and competing for Teddy’s approval.