Helena Rojo Age Novels & Stories

Helena appeared at the beginning of the red carpet, wrapped in a magenta lace dress. The tight cut emphasized her slim waist; the delicate collar revealed her perfect collarbone. That color — bolder than red — was dangerous to wear. But on Helena, the fabric seemed to have been created for her. The dress didn't wear her; she dominated it. When the designer suggested that piece, Helena doubted herself. But when she saw herself in the mirror, she understood: it was time. The wounded girl of yesteryear was dead. And in her place, Helena Rodrigues was born — the woman no one would ever dare to humiliate again.

And she sais, a woman like that is not a woman to test with, because one word and she coulf ruin your ego, self esteem and all the manly things you so dearly clung to. And I've seen it happen, I have witnessed it many times. Camila did it with Emilio and sometimes caught me also, she was up to something, but I won't figure it out to suit my father's needs, I will figure it out because I want to know more about Camila Brinx. I needed to know more. Camila's P.O.V My eyes lifted to look at the brunette who just walked into Elijah's office. She wore a tight red dress, revealing a lot of cleavage around her chest area and killers heels, her hair was curled and she looked like she was ready for a

At the same time, on the Huancheng Expressway, a dark red Porsche 718 was zooming at extremely high speeds, as if the car was injected with adrenaline. The driver was none other than Helena herself. Her face had lost all color and her eyes quivered constantly. She was one of Selena’s subordinates who had been lurking in the Emerald Club for many years. Her goal was to acquire as much info as possible. But just then, the moment she walked past a box, she overheard Lexie and Vince’s conversation.

Children. She was going to use the ruby to age children. No wonder she was so hell bent on breeding her daughter like a cow—she had the secret to rapid aging. A little army of powerful wolves in an instant. “But first,” Helena went on, lifting her hand to reveal a small ruby ring around her finger, “I think I’ll practice it one more time. On you. I think it will be interesting to break your mate like that—to send you home to her, twice her age. I wonder if she’ll still like you when you can’t get it up anymore.”

Helena suddenly stared at Emma's eyes as if she was joking and said seductively with a charming voice. The pen in Emma's hand almost fell to the ground because of her words. Her eyes were wide open as she looked strangely at the willful and arrogant girl in front of her. She looked to be around 20 years old and had a youthful and flamboyant face. She had an expression of not fearing the heavens or the earth. "You like my husband?" Emma's tone could not help but sink. "That's right. I like Archie. This time, you should understand." Helena said boldly and provocatively.