Freiza Novels & Stories

However, today is her birthday. "What happened, sir?" Said Sarah, from beside me in the car. Sarah was my personal assistant, she is like a little sister to me. We prepared a whole surprise party for my mother. Now we will postpone it. I have other more important matters. "We need to fly to France, Tonight," "Wow, that's a good thing, don't tell me they accepted your offer." She shouted, making me smile at her loudness. "But, how about-" I gave her a bored look. " Finally, everything we planned will go wasted," she frowned, sinking back in the back seat of my car.

"It's because you haven't found any new servants." Ferdian sighed. "You think finding a waiter with a small fee is easy? Many have signed up after seeing the advertisements I posted on the internet, but on average they ask for a fee which I think is very highand I don't want to waste money on a waiter. " Thaka laughed. She knew that his brother was very stingy. But it cannot be denied that Thaka is the same as Ferdian. They are both stingy people. "And during the past year, we never paid Shin. Isn't that what you want to say?" said Thaka straight to the point of the conversation.

All that matters is that they can do whatever they want without restriction. The whole swimming pool is colorful. The area was noisy, crowded with people, and a variety of buffet food and drinks were everywhere. A wine glass was arranged in a tower and wine was poured. Vapes used by women or men can also be smelled. Right now, Ameira stands on the side, waiting for someone to order her. If there were eyes watching the exposed body, they would still be hesitant to be near her. Her appearance and personality were very different from the real her.

“Viper. The president of Los Psychos, a rival Mexican club.” In her defense, upon hearing this information, Cricket did not freak out or head for the door. However, what she did do, may have been more disconcerting. She got quiet. Really quiet. After a few tense moments, I tried unsuccessfully to soften the blow. “I know this sounds bad, but—”

Before long, they were all sentenced to prison and received their deserved punishment. As for me, I stepped onto a new path in life. … Extra: Zara Sommer In my previous life, my existence had been nothing short of bleak. But now, with a second chance, I refused to be submissive. I turned down the blind date Mom set up for me and stood up against her, ultimately succeeding in changing my fate. However, when I later reviewed Mom's chat records, I was dumbstruck to learn the truth. I discovered that I was not her biological child but instead was bought from a trafficker.

she asks offering her hand for me to shake “You are correct” I say shaking her hand and frowning a little at Leanna who tries to step closer to inspect the woman in front of me. “I’m Nova, I am brand new and I have to register and I wont lie, I’ve been a little sheltered until now, so this is a lot!” I offer a small laugh in an attempt to hide that I may have just overshared with a stranger. But something about the short, slim girl with curly hair in front of me makes me feel comfortable.

Wait; give me your phone. “Quick,” Kiera said, handing her phone to Freya, curious about what she had in mind. Freya quickly entered her contact information and handed it back with a smile. "Now we can stay in touch," she said. "I'll text you later so we can plan our next hangout!" With a wave of goodbye, Freya hurriedly left the workplace, leaving Kiera feeling excited about the prospect of their future friendship.

In my mind? Is this day going to get any worse?. However I decide not to freak out, to at least see where all this is going to. Because I really need answers. Desperately. "Okay, so who are you? And why are you in my head?. Wait...better question. How on Earth are u in my head?" "We share a bond Azura. I can communicate with you through that bond". The sweet voice said again. Is that really necessary? That happens in real life?

Freya exited the taxi, a stone's throw from her home. With broad smiles spread across her face, she walked into the driveway, heading towards the front door. She wrapped up work early to tackle her food truck responsibilities. Since Noah's school day wasn't over, she headed home first, planning to pick him up later. As she walked towards the front door, her gaze fell upon Diego who leaned on a sleek, glossy sports car. Its vibrant, crimson-red color gleamed in the sunlight, drawing her attention.

"I didn't notice. Just grabbed whatever." "You don't even check what you buy?" "Not really." Maisie sighed. It made sense. An influential lawyer like him, raking in seven-figure fees per case, probably never set foot in the produce aisle. "How much did you spend on all this?" "1,200 dollars" "Excuse me, what?" "I went to Silka Department Store," Seth explained. "They told me these veggies and fruits were air-freighted from the source." Maisie's incredulity left her speechless. "Who in their right mind buys groceries from a luxury department store?"