Gwen The Ex Files Novels & Stories

She said, applying logic to the situation. I scoffed at her, "if that's how you feel, then forget about last night and forget about me. I can't bring myself to get involved with the enemy's daughter." And with that said, I dashed out of her place, grinning from ear to ear, certain that my agenda was achieved. *Office* My nose picked up the scent of Gwendolyn, my secretary as she walked into my office, holding a red file in her hands. Gwen was a rogue, who had managed to escape a raid on her pack, some eight years ago. At first, I was fascinated by the thought of bagging a rogue, but after I got to know how efficient she was. I ended up hiring her as my secretary instead.

She pulled her robe closer to her body before she reluctantly moved closer to me. “Gwen, where have you been?” I asked. She seemed fazed and she took a glance at the back before returning her eyes to me. “I just figured that I need some fresh air,” she excused, avoiding my gaze. There was something weird going on with Gwen the entire time we were in Mexico. She looked unsettled and she was too hesitant to budge. I couldn’t discern if she was hiding something, but all I could think of was that maybe she just had a bad experience here in Mexico. She barely said anything when we talked to Paola, it must’ve something to do with her trauma with Fernando. She mentioned that she was almost killed b

“The government have laid strong claims that the footage has been deleted from their servers.” He kicked hard against his Mercedez tire and spat; “Damn!! Fucken liars!” They played smart. I am smarter. Call my cousin, George. He’ll help judge if the government is with the perpetrator, or it's some kind of cyber theftbreaksk into the government’s servers.” “Right away, sir.” “We’ll retire for the night. You, get us to a low-key guest house. Our presence must not make the news. Not even our shadows. One more thing, get me Vodka.”

She asked. Just then, she saw the sentinels pushing Stefan, Riley, Reina and Celine towards them. Maya was puzzled. "What's going on?" She asked in perplexity. "They abducted me and tried to kill me," Gwen said and Maya gasped in shock. Grey advanced towards them. "These people in front of you have been part of a plot from the beginning. Everything about Stefan, that's his real name that happened was staged," he said and Maya could not believe what she was hearing.

I straightened my back, made sure the webcam did not get an unflattering chin shot, and took a deep breath. The woman on the other side had blonde hair, and also wore red lipstick. She had on a blazer and a blue shirt, and when she saw me she smiled a pearly white smile. "You are Jane Rozen?" She asked me, I quickly nodded. "My name is Gwen, I am one of the people administering the test. Your answers seem to match with the prince's." She paused for a second as I saw her eyes dance over a page she had in front of her. "Have you ever been to Medora before?" Something had changed in her voice, she started off all happy and bubbly, but now she looked more distrusting.

I don't even want to think about how you got the means for a DNA test. Trent frowned as his head spun with all that information. Did his team send her to Gwen by mistake? Or was there a leak in the system and someone was trying to cause some kind of friction between him and Gwen? Who could be responsible for something as crazy as this? "So someone left such a confidential file on your desk and Jonah somehow managed to see it, and see the data where I'm named after your father?" Trent asked as calmly as he could manage. Gwen's face said it all , and Trent he only managed to swallow a string of curse words. "Where is he? How did he take it in?" Trent asked almost reluctantly.

Gwen has gone crazy. Through the FaceTime on the screen, I can see the deranged look in her eyes, but it’s more than just that. Gwen has a baseball bat in her free hand, and she makes sure the video call captures both her and the new Lenovo P630 computer sitting on my office desk. The one that cost an arm and a leg to get, and hasn’t even worked a decimal of its value.

“You have Gwen?” “Yes,” Oren confirmed. “She is in our care now. If you want her, you will come to Everpine. We will speak about it face to face.” The line went dead before I could reply. I lowered the phone slowly, my mind racing. Lucas spoke first. “Was that Oren?” “Yes,” I said, my voice hoarse. “They found Gwen. She is alive. She is at Everpine.” Lucas exhaled deeply, his shoulders easing just slightly. “Then we have to leave now.”

She was now wondering if he remembered that when picking the place. They got a table near the window that had an amazing view, and even though they caught a few eyes on the way, the people inside the restaurant seemed more concerned with their meals than the two new diners, which Gwen appreciated. She didn't want to make to the headlines on the next morning just because she was having dinner with her ex. "So… Are you not modeling anymore?" Finn asked as soon as the waiter served them wine and left the table. Gwen took a sip from her glass before answering. When they first met, Gwen was a burgeoning model and a spokeswoman for a cosmetic company.

And not just anyone. My ex-husband. “You know him,” Callum said, reading my face like a map he’d memorized long ago. I hesitated. “I did.” He waited, but I offered nothing else. Not yet. Some truths still burned too hot to handle. Callum nodded, jaw tight. “If he’s part of this…” “He’s not,” I interrupted quickly. Too quickly. “Alexei wouldn’t be.” “Wouldn’t be what, Wren? Part of a black-market operation? Selling out operatives to the highest bidder? Or wouldn’t be working for someone else again—like last time?”