Elle Hayes Novels & Stories

"Humm okay ..(typing on his keyboard) .So the SIM card is on behalf of Miss Heather Dean,hummm wow, beautiful woman! Who's she? And she lives nearby!" "Focus on your work! " How can i focus when i have this beautiful picture in front of me! ? Huh? Too bad that she's a human though...hhhmmmfff..but anyway..! Well she isn't married , she has a child, well a daughter of twenty two..humm ,named Haiiiiyley Dean.." "Hayley, not Haiiiiiiyley!" "How would i know Dylan? Anyway, who are those people? Why do you keep investigating in humans?"

I raised my shoulders up slightly, letting her know I’ve got the upper hand now, but the next statement that came out of Hannah’s mouth did not only make my shoulders drop but also my jaw. “Mr. Hayes is sexually dysfunctional.”

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

A clear female voice cut in. Hayley was interested.

I sighed again. “I don’t think I can do this program, Dee. It seems that Hayes was here to make sure that I will suffer. He’s my TA for one of my classes,” I said as I was poking at the tacos. Even tacos have lost its fancy for me. “Wait, your ex-boss was your TA? Damn, this is more challenging than I ever thought. Did you know that he approached me when I was about to leave the building? He was insufferable!” “You don’t say,” I said as I know exactly what Daisy was talking about. Hayes will not bother her if he did not hold any interest in Daisy. Sure, Daisy was a Southern belle. Who would not want her?

Tomorrow, she would walk out of Reid Mansion. Not as Jonathan Reid's obedient daughter. But as Mrs. Adrian Hayes.

Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter. Glaring back at Mrs Angela, Daisy's countenance changes from happiness to a mixture of concern and bewilderment. "No, I'm Wade's fiancée," Daisy said, her voice laced with trepidation. "You…my son's fiancée?…aren't you his Secretary at the office?" "Yes, I am ma." Daisy Hunter replied, her gaze intent on Mrs Angela. Staring askance at Daisy, Mrs Angela's gaze was laced with venom. "This can't be." Mrs Angela said as she flung the door shut at Daisy's face.

"We're sorry to inform you that your wife passed away this morning in a car accident." The room went completely quiet. "What?" "I'm very sorry, sir." "No." The word left my mouth before I even thought about it. "No, you've got the wrong person." "Are you Mr. Adrian Hayes?" "Yes, but..." "Is your wife's name Aysha Hayes?" My mouth opened. Nothing came out for a moment. "Sir, are you still there?" "That's impossible." I looked beside me. Mira lay asleep with her back turned to me, the blanket pulled up to her shoulder. I quickly looked away and pushed the thought aside.

The lady was still surprised. "Are you the famous designer, Katie. How do you know her?" Susan interrupted from behind. "Oh we've known each other. She designed the best gown for my daughter on her wedding." Katie explained. "And you?" "I.. am the model, from New York, Susan Hayes" Susan was stunned to hear that Katie doesn't know her. "How can someone not recognise me?" She thought. Haha!! Isn't this a bit funny?!!! Maybe you are famous in New York but... Not here Miss Hayes!!