Gianna Michaels Wiki Novels & Stories

“I could’ve killed your husband before you came in but… something held me back.” “What do you mean?”. “I don’t know.” She snapped. “If the people I work for don’t hear from me in the next one hour, they’ll go after your children. Let me go.” “No can do.” Meira shook her head. “Dante.” The door opened and Dante walked in. “Yes ma’am?”. “Her name is Giovanna Gaines. I want every information you can find on Talon Gaines.” She whispered to him. “His early life, before and after death. Every damn thing.”

Minnah said in an alerting tone. After sending the other maids out, Minnah started talking. “Ginger! Don’t ever do that again, okay?” “Sorry, I was very surprised. I thought I was left all alone. And now I have you.” Gianna hugged Minnah. She was too excited. Minnah, who was among the best warriors in Stri was appointed as the chief spy in Hesmia. She was disguised as a handmaid and worked for a daughter of a concubine until she found out that Gianna was coming as the future crown princess. Then she tried many tricks and finally got the opportunity of being a maid to Gianna.

I approached the cabinet where I keep the files that John handed me before. My hands were shaking as I flipped the page and scanned the details of Angela. Then, I stopped after I read something. Tears were rolling down my cheeks as the papers fell on the floor. I was blankly staring at the wall while the information I had read slowly sank into my head. "Occupation...prostitute in the entertainment club," I whispered as I weakly bend my knees on the floor in disbelief.

Nick walked out immediately, rubbing his forehead in agony and shame, he didn't have far to go, we had officers waiting on the outside for him also. I take my seat in the boss' chair, smiling, I looked around the table. "Hello gentlemen, my name is Camila Clair Camorra, I am your CEO" I say leaning back and watching their faces go from shocked to very impressed. Elijah smiles at me in adoration, he's so handsome!. But what are the odds, I'm the villain in everyone else's story except his.

I felt helpless. "It's nice to finally formally meet you Channing. Tate's told me all about you," she greeted with a smile. The crows feet under her eyes picked up with her grin and her olive skin creased in the corners of her mouth. Her short brown hair was styled in a pixie cut along with a pair of chic eyeglasses. I can't believe she's able to beat Tate and Cristian around like they say she can! "I-it's nice to meet y-you t-to-too Luna F-Frances," I sputtered. Her smile faltered a bit. "Hon it's just Frances. You're the Luna now. How are you feeling? Are you in pain. I can get Dr. Geeson in here," Frances said quickly.

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

“Of course, I do. I’m Gia, and Amelia is my older sibling.” “Ah! Ciao, Gia! I’ve heard about you.” “So have I, Mr. Matteo Antonio Ricci.” Matteo’s mouth hung open at the young girl. So did Emilia inform her family about him? “I’m honored, Ms. Genelia Mitchell. So, what did Emilia tell you about me?” Gia rolled her eyes and dumped a few skincare products into her shopping basket. “I’m not giving her away. I have a better idea. Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Matteo chuckled and followed her to the billing counter.

"Make up for what? Signor, you must've mistaken me for someone else." She set down her stethoscope and told him solemnly. "My name is Gianna. I'm an attending physician at Saint Maria Hospital in the free port. My parents died when I was young. I'm an orphan. I don't have any mafia boss parents, and I certainly don't know you." "That's not true! I..." Matteo broke into frantic shouting and tried to circle around the desk to embrace her. Gianna stepped back and pressed the red emergency button on the desk. A piercing alarm instantly echoed through the hallway.

A female voice told Ellaine. She was beaten and tired, more dead than alive. Her breath was just a thin thread. But she was determined to win this, once and for all. She wouldn’t dare give up. Because her hands were tied, she struggled to reach the Hristoax with her mouth. To distract Ánië, she said “You will not be able to beat me now.” “Really? Why?” She turned to Ellaine just in time to see her eat the pearl in her necklace—the Hristoax.

“Gianna… do you know anything about Hunter's former fiancée? Her name was Arianna…” Gianna winced slightly. Then she leaned back in her seat and sighed. “I wasn't working at the estate when that happened, but other servants talk a lot about her—compare you to her.” My brows rose. “So… what do they say?” Gianna grimaced, but I grabbed her hands, urging, “Please. I need to know everything.” She held my stare for a few seconds before clearing her throat. “Her name was Arianna Pelligrini, and she was a so-called perfect Mafia Princess. I heard she was beautiful, kind, and extremely intelligent. Everyone around claimed that she and Mr. Thorne were an ideal couple.”