Emilie Sagee Novels & Stories

She thought that it was her normal hallucinations again and continued to wipe his body with a serious and unwavering expression. She meticulously wiped his body from head to toe without leaving any part of his body. At first, she had been shy but both Theo and Eliphas had encouraged her to do it, saying that such actions would cement the relationship between the two of them so that even if Ashton woke up someday, there won't be any form of awkwardness between the two. Maya agreed in the end because she felt that it was her responsibility to take care of Ashton. He was her mate and her savior, if she did not take care of him, then who will?

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

They walked further into the building to the space that was specially created for holding outsiders or rogues. Waiting at the front of the questioning room was Emma’s third-in-command, her Gamma who went by the name Chloe Riggs. She was a tall lady with shoulder length auburn hair, hazel eyes with gold flecks and a devotional spirit to work. She was Emma’s other best friend. But in work like they were in now, she was the Gamma. “How’s our hostage holding up?” Emma asked wearing the pair of gloves that Lincoln handed her in case things got ugly with their prisoner.

“I haven't introduced myself properly,” Sage snaps his head over to the woman; he can still feel the sting of her slap against his jaw. She steps forward. “I am Elizabeth. I'm in charge of taking care of the omegas who are to share the alpha's bed, and you are my 27th guest. Now I am going to expect you to behave and know your purpose of being here today.” She motions with her hand at the maids, and suddenly, they are all standing around Sage. “You will be cleaned and prepared,” she continues. “The Alpha will not see filth.” The maids grab his arms. Sage struggles against them, but there are too many hands holding him. Everything happens too fast as they strip him completely, leaving him bar

responded the lady. "hello. I'm Angela smith. nice to meet you?" started I. "oh God. daddy." responded she. "just let her in honey. you don't want Beth to find her standing at the door." "sure... sorry miss smith. my name is um... Jennifer miller. please come in."

Nadia is popular, so half the students from the university are her friends or acquaintances. Sage was wearing a short sleeveless pink dress with spaghetti straps. The dress hugged her frame to her waist before flaring down till mid thighs. The deep 'V' neck in the front showed a hint of cleavage. Her long, toned legs were on display for everyone to see. If she bent down a little, she might even flash her lacy matching panties. Sage is not the bold type. She would never wear something like this if not for Nadia Black.

Her breath suddenly became labored, as if she was having a major panic attack. "Haven't you ever been pregnant before?" Elizabeth bellowed at her angrily. "I... I didn't buy any c-crabs when I was p-pregnant..." Sage replied, stuttering and averting her eyes from Elizabeth's gaze out of fear. All of a sudden, however, she raised her head and shot an accusatory glace at Hazel. Coldly, she said, "Mrs. Elizabeth, I just remembered: she was the one who let the chef make spicy crabs today! She must have done it on purpose! She must have wanted Miss Valery to lose her child!" Now that Sage had found a scapegoat in Hazel, she would do everything to shift the blame to her.

CHAPTER TWENTY NINE: TALENT MANAGER Pt II ZOEY ——— “Excuse me?” Chuck blinked hard at Sage like he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard. He and Daisy were standing in the room with us now, both looking as though Sage had just ordered a hippopotamus for lunch. “You heard me right, Mr. Gilbert,” Sage said, leaning back in his chair. His fingers were laced together over his knee. “I want Miss Anderson to be my talent manager. Pretty sure you’re not suffering from hearing problems.”

Sage says when she catches the notice of my stare and I nod awkwardly. "The nose ring, I mean. " She laughs and I raise my brows as I take note of the tiny nose stud. "Oh, I didn't see that. " "Then what else were you staring at?" She asks and I drag my eyes down her body before meeting her eyes. She nods in realization, a chuckle slipping through her lips. I take another sip from the cup and look away from her, wondering if I should go look for Aliya. "Have you known Emerson for long?" Sage asks, bringing my attention back to her and I nod slowly. "High school. "

Peggy introduced the beautiful lady to Emelia. Hearing that, Emelia couldn't help but compare between Sasha and Jules. 'Jules is more beautiful, but Sasha is older. She would be the perfect match for Harper, while Jules would be a perfect match for Hero or Harris...It's so sad that she's greedy and went for Harper,' Emelia mulled, before saying "It's nice to meet you, dear, I'm Emelia Scott." When Sasha heard that, she wondered if it was the same Scott she knew or some other Scott... just when she was about to ask, Hero and Harris showed up, halting her speech.