Devastating Diva Novels & Stories

The lady said. Davina scoffed, "I won't die easily." Oops, they're not on good terms. She hissed and looked around, "Where's Zavi?." "He's speaking with Don Matteo, oh, meet Zavi's date, Vanora Campbell." There was silence. Her haunting blue ears dug into mine. She was looking at me with contempt, it was as if I had taken something precious from her. "La puttana non è Italiana( The bitch is not Italian.)" She said in Italy.

seducing a doctor? I glare in that direction, trying to put together what I'm seeing. It's hard to tell, but what I do see is how close the two are. And, is that her blouse come undone? "Charlotte is so much better than that witch of an ex-wife," Jessica is babbling on. "She's incredibly beautiful, famous, talented, and also not insufferable. God, Ella really had everyone listening to her sob story. All of this 'woe is me, and my family died' bullshit."

She rolled her eyes. “A new customer…” she tiredly replied. “My poor assistants have to bear the power of her high-pitched voice. She’s very sensitive. She’ll react aggressively at the slightest uncomfortable touch. I’m just going to finish her sessions in our clinic, and I’ll ban her afterwards. She’s been disturbing other customers with her violent screams,” she ranted, her voice laced with annoyance. I closed my eyes back again. She must be another spoiled rich wife. The session took about almost an hour. I felt so much prettier after it.

“You are going to run to the person who hired you and beg her to save your career because, by the time I'm done with you, you may not have one” She opened her mouth to argue but I tsked and shook my head. “I'm trying to give you a heads up to save yourself but you are stalling. It won't be my fault when you don't have something to hold on to when I strike so hurry up and run to your employer” She gulped and hurried away, heading towards Blair who had a confused expression on why Valentina looked like she was about to pass out. “Good job, baby” Davian groaned “You look fucking sexy when you put people in their place. We should go home so I can show you how much that affected me” Davian whined

I said to myself. “This is an office Rita, not a market place, why do you come here screaming on top of your voice all the time? Why do you keep disturbing the peace of this company?” Grace Caddel asked looking furious, she had a smooth way of talking, this billionaire lifestyle have really soaked into every inch and part of her, no wonder my mother got easily influenced by her. “He is cheating on me with that thing in his office” she explained pointing at the office door. I gasped looking baffled, then I rolled my eyes “well it was obvious, she have completely lost her mind” I said to myself.

Even if it meant humiliating his wife of ten years. Amara watched with a painful L heart as the murmurs in the background continued. Looks of pity were thrown her way and a part of her just wanted the ground to open up and swallow her whole. 'How could he do this to me? In public for that matter?' Amara thought on the verge of tears but she remained strong. She wasn't going to let anyone see her break. Even if everything seemed like it was slowly crumbling down, she would keep her head held high. Because that is who she was, a strong and perfect woman.

They didn't know that she was vindictive and cruel, that she had refused to show mercy even when Bernard begged her for forgiveness. I closed I*******m and opened my browser, searching for information about Goddess Jewelry. Vanya's company was featured in several business magazines as one of Sacramento's fastest-growing small businesses. There were articles about her inspiring story of rebuilding her life after divorce, interviews where she talked about empowering women to recognize their worth. It made me sick to read about how she was being celebrated as some kind of feminist icon when she was really just a bitter woman who couldn't let go of the past. But as I read more about her success,

But Lady Maren only wrinkled her nose and stepped back as if the air itself disgusted her. Fiddling with her bracelet in irritation, she said calmly, “If it weren’t for you, my real daughter wouldn’t have suffered out there for eighteen years. If you care about us at all, let Sandra vent.” “But she’ll kill me!” I screamed on the screen, voice hoarse with terror. “Then die,” Lady Maren replied, smooth and emotionless. “As long as my daughter is happy, I don’t care what becomes of you.” A few wolves gasped in horror.

My mother suddenly suffered a brain hemorrhage, and I needed to pay $80,000 for surgery immediately. I called my wife right away. Before I could finish, she cut me off impatiently. "Gabriel Cole, didn't we agree when we got married that we'd keep our finances separate? Your mother being sick is your family's problem. Why should you touch my savings? Can't you have a little respect for the contract?" Then my stepson's sneering voice came through from her side. "Uncle Gabriel, can you stop morally blackmailing my mom? As a grown man, isn't it pathetic that you can't even pay your own mother's medical bills? Stop bothering us while we're eating sushi." Because I couldn't pay the fee in tim

she mocks and her sister Gloria joins her in laughing. "Take her to her quarters" I order the maids behind my mum. They move to help her off her feet but she protests. "Don't be such a brat Davinia! . I only want him to know what it takes to please a masochist like you!" she seethes, her face contours into something scary and awful. It hurts to watch her like this. One of her maid holds her by the arm only to get stabbed with her fork on the back of her hand.