Gabby Hua Novels & Stories

Blake smiled. “That is going to go well with my system.” Eric looks at her. Gabby smile. “Okay>” She claps her hand and a maid comes out. “Miss Gabby.” The maid said lowering her gaze. “Bring me the finest wine for my guest,” Gabby said gently, she was always kind to her maids. ”Okay miss.” The maid left. “Gabby,” Garrett called out. “Yes, Garrett.” Gabby faced her. “Do you have a hidden camera here?” Garrett asked.

Gabby muttered amidst all the thoughts racing through her head. "Well, shall we?" Alfred offered opening the door and pointing inside the car. Gabby's gown was not a big and heavy white material which she had to lift before getting into the car. Rather, it was a V-cut knee-length gown with blue flowery designs. The wedding venue was just twenty minutes away from Gabby's home and it was exquisite. For a sham marriage, Leone really threw money on this Hall. It wasn't a storey building but it was quite tall. The Hallways carried vases adorned with a variety of beautiful flowers.

Like the world taught her early how to stay small. She bows slightly. “My queen,” she says. “My name is Gabby. I am your personal maid and I will be available anytime you need me.” She smiles like this is normal. Like she did not just drop a bomb in my head and walk away from the explosion. My queen. I blink. Once. Twice. Then my brain finally catches up. “Wa wa what,” I say before I can stop myself. Gabby’s smile wavers just a little. “Is everything alright my queen,” she asks gently.

Every detail seemed to radiate a sense of otherworldly allure, leaving me spellbound in the girl's presence. “Hi.” She said in smiles. “Didn't see you there.” “Aurora is the name.” “Hi, I'm Gwen.” I shook her hands in admiration. It was so cool to know she could control the direction of the wind. “You're very pretty.” She complimented me, smiling. “You’re prettier.” I replied blushing. “Don't try to be modest, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.” “Why does his taste have to be so rich?.” “Why is he so perfect?.” She lamented. We both laughed.

I posed in front of my cell phone, pretending that I didn't even hear all the chaos inside that studio. My advisor approached, growling like a dog that has just had its tail stepped on by a distracted human. I watched her from the corner of my eyes. Gabbie had goosebumps with black hair, whose curls on the tips were already beginning to fall apart. She wore a strong makeup, which made her fine features even more foreign - although she was as Brazilian as I was. She approached with anger, but took a safe distance, knowing that I was just disguising my hatred for all that delay and mess.

As I closed my eyes, ready to place a kiss on her lips, “Ahhh,” she yelled, and I snapped my eyes open at her sudden scream, only to see her covered in eggs, yolk dripping down her face and clothes. Turning to my left side, I saw Gina holding a small basket filled with eggs and a triumphant smile on her little face. “Who the fuck are you? How dare you throw eggs at me?” She screamed at Gina. “Me? Hmmm, I'm his wife-to-be,” Gina replied, causing me to chuckle.

Yet somehow, the combination suits her well. The smile on her plump lips is wide; it brightens her eyes and gives them this warmth. Or that was what it looked like, at least. I could not feel any warmth from her. As a matter of fact, the only thing I could feel was a discomforting presence. She radiated an ominous aura, one that I did not like. It was almost like Gwen's, but hers was a lot stronger and much worse. “My name is Gabby. I am the additional maid. Alpha Caelen appointed me this morning,”

Throwing my hands up, I breathe out a 'fine'. And that was how I ended up sulking on a rock, watching everyone but Zayne, Starliss, and Jiro swim. Odette didn't bother taking off her clothes, she went right in. Gabby came prepared with a bikini and was enjoying showing off her body. As much as I wanted to lie that she was fake, I couldn't. Gabby was hot, as hot as hell and she knew it. Her perfectly tan skin was natural was rich with smoothness and silkiness. Her large boobs were real, and so was her astonishing behind. She didn't have curves, but the rest was enough to make a man bow, and Zyaire's friends were bowing. Gabby was beautiful, she was breathtaking and it was annoying how she fla

This lady’s name was Gabby. Gabby had brown hair she tied back with a scrunchie that sometimes slipped loose. She smelled like soap and clean clothes and something warm Iris couldn’t name. When Iris had cried the first night—quietly, because crying loudly made her chest hurt—Gabby had sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed slow circles on her back until the crying turned into hiccups. Gabby was nice. The other lady hadn’t been. The one with red hair and green eyes. She’d smiled too much. Her smile didn’t move the same way Gabby’s did. When she spoke, her voice sounded happy, but her eyes didn’t match. Iris had learned that sometimes smiles were like masks you wore so people wouldn’t see your

Late that night, the mansion was quiet. Gabby slipped into the silent kitchen. The maids were off on Sundays, so no one was watching. She was bored of just sitting in the living room, and for some reason, the idea of baking cookies sounded like the most normal thing in the world. She opened G****e on her phone, looking for a simple recipe. She had just gathered all the ingredients on the counter when her phone vibrated. A message notification popped up. Emma Halim: