Erika Itsumi Novels & Stories

The Secretary informed him. "I had something urgent come up yesterday." Kirito replied. "Okay. How is Mrs Hiomi by the way?" She asked with a smile. "Why do you care? Do you know her personally? Have you ever even met her or talked to her?" "No," "Then shut up and focus on work." "Yes, sir. I just got the revenue file of Ms Erika. She is really talented, she had a shoot in London last week and it went really well!" "Yeah" Kirito smiled.

"Yes. I am Ellisia. Ellisia Hudgens." "I am Erika, Erika Summer." she stretched her hand for a handshake and I accepted it. "If my brother married you, you have my support. My brother only asked me to come here so that I can witness his wedding day. I wish you all the best, Ellisia but remember what I told you. Never stay in a situation that keeps on draining you. It is not worth it."

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

Stop talking nonsense, "she warned. I don’t want what you are implying. So gross.’ Drake laughs. ‘Continue the plans, but first, remove him from his seat. I don’t want my plans to get sabotaged by that traitor.’ Okay, I’ll just scare him.’ "You are a traitor, Sultan! How could you do that in your kingdom? " Taurus growled. "You imbecile creature! How dare you taint the supreme elites? " Taurus was mad. The table was in chaos. They are all angry, but Emily just watches them thoroughly. She was resting her back on her seat; her hands were over her chest, smirking. However, she can’t let the room be in chaos. She slammed the table. Her eyes were cold yet dangerous. She was not, indeed, superior

"Please just don't run this time; I've many things that I would've liked to clear to you." I smiled, walking my way towards the address given by the waiter. God, how it has been since I last saw Rachel's face, her smile, the rose fragrance of her shampoo, the warm hugs, the food that she used to cook for me, so I could overcome my eating disorder, and most importantly Rachel, as how she was, sad yet smiling, hurt yet smiling no matter how bad the circumstances are for her, but always faces everything with a badass smile on her face. When I first met her at the restaurant I thought she was one of the silent, fragile, ones who needed support to overcome her nasty boss, but she surprised me per

Drake says. As we walk into the conference room, Drake follows me in. He takes a seat beside Colby and leans forward on his elbows. “So, I understand Kate explained a bit of my situation; I am looking for a woman who looks like this woman in this picture. I believe she goes by the name Lucy,” he says.

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

Erica seemed busy fixing her hair and clothes, which had gotten a bit disheveled from Arnold's hands earlier. "Kei Hakuta, huh?" Arnold repeated slowly. He was a bit bothered by the name Erica mentioned. He knew that Kei was their handsome Japanese client who owned many companies. "Come on, we need to leave now. Kei doesn't like people who are late," Erica urged. "How do you know that? Haven't you only met him once since you returned to Jaketon?" Arnold asked, puzzled. "Kei was my business partner when I was in the States. We've known each other for a long time. Come on, Arnold, hurry!" Erica grabbed her bag and quickly headed out.

And even a child seems to be . “It will do,” Kitsune nods graciously. Soft movements of rounded hips, sharp movements of the hands, a red mane flying up in torn strands, and that look .... like on a bridge, from which something shrinks in the solar plexus and at the same time it becomes hot and heavy in the lower abdomen. She holds out her hand, gracefully gesturing for him to join. Hank raises his palms - they say, I pass. Cool dancing, and do not want to interfere. But it is pure pleasure to watch.

This is the reason that those type of girls are not worth it. I feel adrenaline cursing through my veins as I hear the loud clapping and the music as we make our way into the tunnel. Erika asks us for a group photo by the entrance then starts typing away as she no doubt uploads it to a social media platform. “Great thanks guys, I’ll get one of you all on the ice once you’re all out there.” She smiles. I suppose she is kind of cute but cute like a kid sister cute. Her blonde hair with it looks like brown highlights or something, is tied up in a high ponytail and her round glasses, red ones which pop out are perched on the top of her head, she only wears them I’ve noticed when she’s paying att