Episode Hollywood Days With Hayes Novels & Stories

I squeak out as it dawns on me the realization of her words. Hayes wants me too? “Fuck, of course you haven’t. Don’t you ever eavesdrop on people around here? Hayes used to be as bad as any of these dirty mutts here. Fighting, sex, you name it. He's cleaned up his act with you around. I’m sure if you asked him he’d say it's unrelated, but he’d be lying.”She says smirking.

Keona threw her chips at Hayes, “Have sense, I can’t believe we are from the same womb.” “I’m just saying,” Hayes picked the chips from the floor and threw them inside his mouth, “Either he is a kidnapper or a Good Samaritan but I don’t think a Good Samaritan would spend so much money to treat someone for seven years when they have the influence to track their family.” I didn’t know what to think, do I just believe Hayes? Last time he was right about Father, Mother, Alex, and Karisa, “Hayes sometimes……” “Or maybe they have old scores to settle,” Hayes shrugged his shoulders, “Do you have more chips?”

Pawell said after "Okay let's go to your house first Beau, before mine and Pha" I said to him "Yes, let's do that" Beau answer ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~BELLUS POV~ At the mall, we just got our tickets for the latest movie that we will watch. I was with Keith and we are waiting for Pawell to get our popcorns. I am happy that Keith was not mad at me especially after the pranks that I made earlier to him.

“Maybe he’s on a plane. Maybe his dad took his phone. Maybe he’s trying to protect you from whatever his father is planning. Guys do stupid things when they think they’re being noble.” I wanted to believe her. I really did. But the silence from Declan felt louder than any explanation. We spent the next hour eating ice cream straight from the carton and watching old hockey highlights on TV. Maya kept up a steady stream of commentary, trying to make me laugh. “Remember when you checked that guy so hard he saw stars?” she said, pointing at the screen. “That’s my girl. You don’t need Declan Shaw to be a badass.” I smiled weakly. “I know. But it was nice having someone in my corner.”

**Hayes’ POV** I've been in a horrible mood since my encounter with Red last night. I felt foolish and angry at myself for letting a stripper get under my skin like that. She was the first woman in four years to make me feel anything real since Melissa died. That’s why it hurt so much. I hate that I mistook a professional performance for something genuine. I actually believed I was special to her. I lay on my bed, staring at the white ceiling, when my phone buzzed next to me. I picked it up and saw it was a message from my assistant, Greg.

"I got the SD card from the dashcam, and it's all there—clear footage of your scheming." I turned to the crowd and said, "Everyone, I'm playing this footage now. I want you all to see the true faces of these two monsters." I raised my voice so that everyone could hear me clearly. Then, I hit 'play' on my phone. June 3rd Yvonne: "You have a kid. My mother would never accept us being together. You should figure out how to get rid of Phoebe." Cody: "It's not easy to achieve what you want."

“Thank you… for everything.” “Don’t thank me,” Hayes said quietly. “Just survive. And stay far away from anything I can reach.” “We will.” “And Ethan?” Hayes added, his voice low. “I’m glad you found someone worth burning for. It means you weren’t as cold as you pretended.” “Neither were you,” Ethan said softly. The line went dead. Hayes stayed by the window, watching the lights ripple against the dark lake. Tomorrow, he would fly back. He would sit across from Vincent Rossi. And he would make sure Vincent’s lies collapsed before they could hurt Luca — or bury Ethan alive with him.

Puzzled, I detected a faint scent of Silas. "Silas, are you here in New York?" I tried contacting him through our mental link but have not responded. "Ms. Hayes," Monica called again. "Yes, I'm coming," I responded, walking towards the stage. Cameras and reporters were ready with their microphones and notepads. As the interview began, I focused on remaining calm and answering the journalists' questions. "Ms. Hayes, we've heard rumors you're dating Mr. Silas Ford. Are you planning to marry him?" a female reporter asked. Beneath her professional gaze, I could sense her envy.

I watched the video for the fifth time. Maybe the sixth. I'd lost count. Lucien's arm around me on the Ashford couch. My head tucked against his shoulder. The way he looked at me when I laughed at something Damon said. I remember that particular story from Damon. We looked happy. Our love was so real, anyone could feel it through the screens. Then Hayes Corp's statement flashed in my head again. It was released barely minutes ago, but some lines had stuck to my memory.

Yaslyn, along with the others, entered the banquet hall and settled down at their seats. Director Hawk was the first to stand and raise his wine glass. It was clear he had too much to drink, evident with his flushed cheeks. "Today marks the wrap-up day of ‘Day of Dream’. Everyone should eat to their heart's content. After all, everyone's hard work for this drama has not gone unnoticed!" Marcus continued to pile food onto Zyra's plate, despite her complaints. "Enough, Marcus! I can't eat anymore. I've told you so many times that I'm on a diet, and I seriously can't eat."