Denise Siapa Novels & Stories

Dennise point of View As I was about to pour myself a glass of brandy I stole from Ace’s bar, my phone rang, a video call. I looked at the caller and saw it was Valentina. I grinned my teeth and cursed under my breath before I picked it up and answered. I saw her leaning against the window, ear pod on her ears. “Dennise,” she said in an authoritative voice. “You failed to send a report. Care to explain?”

I'm the eldest son of Joshua Lynch and Luna, and my name is Nigel. Denise looked at the message in bewilderment. She walked over there carefully and replied to Nigel. [Denise: You…] [Denise: What do you want?]

’ she thought, gritting her teeth as she clenched her fists tightly. ‘I need to do something, fast.’ she thought once more before walking off. She remembers that she has a good friend here, someone indeed reliable. Denise Imperial. Yes, that girl knows an awful lot about the Valencia Family. Perhaps, there’s something she could provide that will overturn the tables to her side. Yes, she needs some help. Janice recalls that Denise stays in a single room, since she’s the fifth candidate. Janice also knew that Denise’s family is in need of support from larger companies. This could give her a good opportunity, after all, her father obeys her will to support someone or not.

She added. Ignoring her and the rest of them, I finished washing Nikolai’s dishes and packed it properly so I could take it to where all of his other special dishes were but that didn’t exactly go as planned when Denise showed up. “You must think so highly of yourself because Alpha Nikolai gets to fuck you like the cheap slut you are.” She said and the room filled with the sound of laughter. Denise is huge and takes advantage of her size, she’s the biggest bully in the mansion and I’ve always done everything within my power to avoid her.

The room buzzed again, but this time, everyone crowded around Khloe, leaving Tina gently pushed aside. Denise, isolated and helpless, was ignored completely. People even shoved her back as if defending Khloe. "Denise, seriously, you have no shame. This entire reunion, you're the one causing trouble. You claim to know the Morrison heiress? She's right in front of you, and you don't even recognize her!" "She can't possibly be the Morrison heiress!" Denise still clung to her defiance, demanding proof. "It doesn't matter whether I'm the Morrison heiress or not."

At first, Riktor couldn’t identify where he had seen the woman, but soon he heard Ashton calling her by the name Hannah. “Fuck! Is he dating his friend's ex-wife?” Riktor uttered in surprise. “This boy will bring disaster to this family.” He added while caressing the back of his neck. “Cyrene!” He called to his wife. MEANWHILE… Denise’s photoshoot was a success. The photos are beautiful. The onscreen chemistry she had with her A-lister leading man was to die for. She was all smiles as after the photo shoot they would have a press conference.

Denise finally seemed to notice something was off too, because she smoothly asked, “Have you been to the Eleanora yet, Sissy? I went there on a date once. You would love it.” “Sissy?” Layton asked, instantly jumping in on the change of topic. “I haven’t been back there yet, but I hear good things.” “It’s Sissy because her name is Marissa, but also as a nod to how much she seems like a sister to me,” Denise offered. “You might have heard good things about the Eleanora, but let me tell you there was nothing good about the date I had there.”

Don must have done something to provoke him. “I can’t say Winston didn’t deserve that,” Chaise said, shaking his head. He stared at me for a moment. “Denise’s cousin seems like a firecracker, though. Worse than her.” “Where is Denise anyway?” I asked, trying to change the topic. “She’s been too busy to have lunch lately.” Chaise inclined his head to the right. “Ask her yourself.” Suddenly, Denise sat down in front of us, settling her tray on the table. Her face was flushed.

Denisse huffed as she rolled her eyes with great contempt. The other doctor was shocked at what Denisse had just said. In her eyes and understanding, Denisse looked cheap. Far from the dignified, finessed, and well-mannered Vero she always sees in Denny Vero. He is younger but, Denny is by far sophisticated when speaking with people. Well, in Denisse's defense, she is not as grumpy as how she was feeling right now; she was just pissed about that young witch her stupid younger brother was so smitten with. Although it wasn't the first time she had a heated conversation with a colleague. Denisse has this bloated confidence being among the board of directors and assigned as the head supervisor o

He muttered to himself, but I heard "This is very unprofessional Mr. Lucas. I do not know this Enise you speak of or who she is to you. I am Denise Richards And I am here to sign the medical contract between the two of us" I maintained my stance. There's no way I would let him know who I really was. That would only ruin my plans on taking revenge