Emma Agreste Novels & Stories

“My! I didn’t know you had friends, daddy.” Agatha smiles with fake sweetness, making Gustav side glare at her but Cameron doesn’t even notice any of it, taking it as a joke as he laugha. Agatha continues. “Pleasure to meet you, Mayor Cameron. My name is Agatha and this is my sister Soralina.” Soralina steps forward, placing on a radiant yet fake smile. “Nice to meet you Mayor Cameron, I’m Soralina.” Cameron smiles nodding at the Russo’s. “Well, thank you to all of you for showing up. Please head in, I will be joining you shortly.”

“Besides, Alex Aster is a female. And if you haven't noticed, I don't fall for females.” I flicked my hair back, rolling my eyes at him and at the same time allowing a smile to grace my lips. A smirk, which made him look even more handsome at that moment, spread across his face. “Of course, you wouldn't, not when you have such a mouthwatering specimen of a man right in front of you.” I knew he was right but I'd be damn before I had to admit that to him. “Oh please,” I rolled my eyes, “You are not even half as handsome compared to the men I have met.”

“May I ask which child in particular is difficult and… “ He frowned as his eyes trailed Maggie’s expensive dress. “...fussy?” “I think it’s obvious Rhys,” The second dignitary stepped forward. This one was a younger man. Very handsome, he looked to be in his late twenties. He waved one hand over to Maggie. “The lady in the resplendent gown appears rather… robust.” He then turned to me, his brow raising at the bruises from my training. “While the one in the simpler gown bears the marks of recent hardship,” Mother shook her head, flustered. Wh-what? Beta Damon! I... that's... this is my daughter, Maggie. And this is Amber...

turned around and went back to the front door to lock it. After he made sure that their home was secure he continued to run after his sister until he was right by her side. He looked ahead of them. In the not so far of distance he could see the line where trim country grass from the Farmers Open Fields met with wilderness. Such a difference between the two pieces of land. Almost like different worlds. There was a flimsy wooden gate between the farmland and Forest that seemed to be holding the later back from oozing into their village. They had entered the forest quite a few times before and they always entered in the same place right there. Where country meets wilderness at the flimsy gate.

I knew her last name now carried heavier weight. “Ms. Agreste — or should I say EVP Agreste?” she said, voice low but urgent, glancing around before stepping closer. “Since you’re still overseeing things at Reid Capital, I thought you should hear this directly. It’s about my cousin, Lena Torres.” My grip tightened on the coffee cup.

His gaze fixed on me as I quietly held the phone to my ear. "I want nothing " I whispered to Mrs Hilton and am sure Gale heard me. " Amelia stop joking around, You're an orphan though you have some achievements they can't be enough but if.. you leave my son I will offer you more and make you one of the top lawyers in the country. I will give you a blank check and a house in one of the best villas in town and more "

"My father is a mayor, remember? Plus it is Theresa who was arrested and sentenced to prison not me. I'm Martha Alessandro, the most powerful woman in NorthHill." "The most powerful woman?" Amy repeated again. She had never been greatly confused as she was at the moment. "Why don't you check online for the identity of the most powerful woman in NorthHill?" Martha asked. Amy immediately brought out her phone and searched quickly on G****e, to her greatest surprise, Martha Alessandro was listed as the most powerful woman in NorthHill. Moreso, the picture of the most powerful woman was that of Martha. How? How does she even start bearing the surname, 'Alessandro?'

“Don’t you think I knew that little detail about you? I research my subjects very carefully, precious. Oh no, you’re not starring in a campy vampire movie. I’ve something very special planned for you. I’ll be on my way now. I’ve a date with a little girl I know who loves when I come to visit.” “Don’t you go near my daughter, you bastard!” Emma shrieked. She lunged towards him with nails ready to rip him to shreds. He simply froze her in place. “Have fun! Oh, I believe the mausoleum is where your party is.” Agremon raised a finger, spun it around, and pointed to the mausoleum. Her body immediately swung around and began moving jerkily towards the small decrepit building. “Ooh, you’re a fighte

She doubted Emma even knew who she was—girls like her didn't matter to someone like Emma. But she knew Emma very well. Who wouldn't? Emma was an heiress of the Arcega family—daughter of a hotel magnate. Emma wore a red, body-hugging mermaid cocktail dress with a plunging neckline that went down to her navel, revealing her creamy full breasts—making her suddenly self-conscious about her own chest. Her long, wavy hair was let down, cascading all the way to her waist. Emma had an innocent, angelic face—but that angel was definitely not from heaven. She looked like she came from hell with her insane hotness. She had a dangerously sexy body that could lure any man.