Novel & Cerita Fanfiction Csi Miami

I went back to my study after that, sat at the desk, stared at the papers without reading because my mind stayed on Genna walking in the rain and the way she begged me not to send her away. The alliance with Lima hung heavy too because Adriana would tell her father her version soon if she had not already and Don Salvatore would demand answers. The afternoon dragged with calls about business I half listened to and guards reporting no sign of Genna yet. I ate lunch alone in the study with food tasting like nothing because Denise stayed quiet at her own meal asking for Genna again and I told her soon even though it felt like a lie. A knock came at the door, just when I wanted to be alone.

My lip curls under my teeth, and I find myself settling into Cassian's seat and reaching for his laptop. If he's right, and Jason didn't post the videos, then why hasn't he reached out? And why do I feel Cassian's excitement growing with each click of the keyboard? True to his words, there is no scandal. No articles of the young assistant who has an interesting past life, no blogs or call outs. The streets of Onlyfans stay quiet, and it stills my heart. My eyelids flutter shut, but they snap open again, and now I have a new problem.

Fear, cold and sharp, sank its claws into my heart. Images of Alessia flashed through my mind. The fire in her eyes when she was angry, the smirk on her lips when she was mocking me, the stubborn set of her jaw when she was hurt... "No... impossible..." I stumbled backward, my voice trembling uncontrollably. "She can't be... She wouldn't..." Laura, still kneeling on the floor, heard the news. For a split second, I saw a flicker of triumph in her eyes before she slapped on a look of horror. "Oh god... my sister... how could she..."

I left the keys on the counter. I picked up the roses he had brought me and threw them in the trash without a second thought. They landed with a soft thud, petals scattering across the garbage bag. I loved jasmine. Small, white, delicate. Understated. I imagined Luna loved roses. Flashy. Bold. Demanding attention. "Door locked." "Confirm deletion of fingerprint? Deleted." The smart speaker chimed in the empty apartment. I took one last look at the home Felix and I had shared. The walls we had painted together. The furniture we had picked out. The bed where he had held me and promised me forever.

Mia's POV "It's something you can do" Damien added as he leaned back against his desk watching me with those calm gray eyes. I stopped with my hand already on the door handle and turned around slowly. My heart was still racing from everything that just happened. "What offer?" I asked because I didn't trust anything coming from him right now. He didn't move closer and now he was so close to me that I could feel his breathe on me, but his voice stayed even.

a few say, looking shocked. "Cecilia is a fake and uses whoever she can to get what she wants. Right now, she wants the Fireside luna title and me, but I got my mate, and we are expecting a pup. She is also mated to our beta Grayson, and we are very happy, "I add, and when I look at Jasmine, she blushes. "That is awesome!"My pack yells and cheers.

Jade Pov It's been three months since I was here in Sicily. First, when I came here I thought I would wipe clean Bastian and his gang as I did to many but he is different. He is keen on his security systems, whenever I tried to hack it, it creates a new wall of security so I gave up on it. Once when I sneak into his office, I found that he is not only a mafia mob but also a hunter. Not any hunter but a supernatural hunter. I don't know why he is still keeping me alive and safe. Does he have any motivation? I have no idea.

He looked up at me expectantly, “Can we go in now?“ “No. Let's go to my bedroom instead,“ I walked past him, leading the way. “Why? What happened between you two again?“ He asked behind me, walking faster to keep up with me. “Ciara was fingerfucking herself on my table, with my files scattered at every corner of the room,“ We arrived at my bedroom and I slumped on the bed, facepalming myself. “What are you going to do about Ciara?“ Jason finally asked. “It seems she's hellbent on getting you to fuck her,“ “I almost kissed out the last air in her lungs back there. Maybe she wouldn't be so lucky next time,“ “You really are pissed. What happened?“ “I already told you…“ “Not with Ciara. With Har

His life, freedom, and family came first. Before he abandoned his car, he decided to look at Layla’s journal more closely. He hoped there was a clue as to where she went. He had been shocked when he had come home unexpectedly to see that his marriage had unraveled. But, after examining Layla’s diary, he was awestruck. It read like a twisted mystery thriller, featuring a criminal, himself, and – an FBI agent who had been screwing his wife.

She suddenly dropped, which made Hayden freeze. “How come I didn't know about that? No way!” Hayden replied, knowing how much trouble Mia is. Not only does she have enthusiastic and crazy fans, she's very beautiful and hot which would not only cause her fans to run after him, even boys and girls' suitors wouldn't let him be. Mia grinned, lifting her eyebrows proudly. She harrumphed and smugly said: “Revenge is best served cold.” . . . Months later After a hectic workload and an almost completed successful project, Michael sat on the sofa in his office in a daze. He kept overworking himself just not to remember him, but now that Zenos finally kicked him out of the laboratory, he's still back