Novel & Cerita Imogen Lucie Of Leak

Khristian gave Lucia a smile, The Prince couldn't help but sneer. Once the bestfriends had made it home, Lucia told Khristian she was going for a swim to clear her mind. She was only three months and a half. Her belly bumb was now visible. She walked alone there with her hair tied into a pony tail. The dress she wore outlined her pregnant tummy. She sat on the grass, watching as the water flowed. She wasn't expecting anyone as sge threw small stones into the water. She stopped expecting anything the day it finally dawned onto her that she meant nothing to the Prince and that more than anything he deserved better than her and that would be Princess Amelia of France. It finally dawned onto her

They all felt like shards of glass being pricked on my body. “I wonder what Leo saw in her. He could have someone better, someone like me. I'm fit to be the Luna, not this ugly whore.” Lucy said. Lucy had always held a grudge against me when I was still friends with Leo in our childhood and it just got worse when it was announced that he was getting married to me.

Never made her feel left out. 'Good things are never meant for me' Lucia thought. She moved towards the bed and she sat down. She searched for the pendant inside the bag but she couldn't find it. Lucia panicked. She threw everything inside her bag on the floor and searched for it. She sighed in disappointment. She must have lost at the party. Lucia considered her lucky at least she didn't lose the memoir. She opened the paper and looked at the handwriting that she was very familiar with for years. She caressed the words with her fingertips as she read them aloud.

Lucien stared at the name for a long moment before pressing call. The line rang once. Twice. Then… “Lucien,” Cole answered cautiously. “This is unexpected.” Lucien’s eyes remained fixed on the frozen CCTV frame of Ophelia and Chase standing far too close. “I have a question,” Lucien said calmly. “And I need you to be very honest with me.” A pause. “Yes?” Lucien’s lips curved into something that was not a smile. “How many secrets…. can a woman’s body keep before it exposes her?”

Lucien's POV I watched her car drive away from the sidewalk through my tinted windows, three cars behind her. She was crying. Even from this far, I could see her shoulders shaking against the glass, and it felt like something was squeezing my throat, making it hard to breathe. I hated watching her cry. I hated that I was the reason. "Sir? We should go to the courthouse now. The press is already there," Arthur, my butler, said quietly from the front seat. He was the only person who knew the real me, not the monster everyone else saw.

The aura radiating off Lucian made Chloe instinctively take a step back in fear. "Lu... Lucian?" Called Chloe with a shaky voice. "I know it's you Chloe" Lucian murmured, leaning in close. "You were the person who leaked the video through a private server" At this, chloe’s face drained of all colors. Instinctively she backed away almost stumbling to the ground. "I... I don't know what you're talking about. Why would you think that?" "Enough!" The glass in Lucian's hand was smashed to the ground with a brutal force that made it's pieces to shatter to the ground.

“You’re done for.” Onstage, Reina continued. “I have known Imani since she could barely afford a decent bottle of wine, and look at her now—marrying Lucien Whitlock, who literally owns vineyards in three countries. Honestly, I had bets she’d run. But she didn’t. She found someone who not only matches her ambition but compliments her soul.” Her tone shifted to something softer. “Lucien, if you ever make her cry, I’ll replace your internal organs with lava lamps. That’s not a joke.”

The servant reported, while Lucien nodded and followed him outside. They got to their destination and saw one of his guards waiting for him but not without their package. "Thank you, you can leave now" Lucien ordered the servant, wanting to be alone with his guards. 'I understand" The servant bowed and left. "What happened? How come you are alone?" "Something is going on in the castle, according to Poppy and our other spy in there. The Imogen girl will be executed soon, I heard she had an affair with one of Simon's guards and Simon has gone crazy since then"

Selena didn’t know how long it had been since Theo, with all the grace of a gremlin godparent, grabbed her by the arm and hurled her face-first through a magical door like he was tossing a sack of mildly cursed potatoes. Now here she was—cheek smushed against the dusty, mossy floor of what looked like a half-abandoned temple from a low-budget horror film. Her dignity had clearly been left behind somewhere between the ER and whatever cursed GPS coordinates this shrine belonged to.

Lucienne panicked once more and sought to find a way to escape from him, she did not want him to see her, she did not want to see the smirk on his face as he told her how ugly and plain she was, she didn't want him to see the tears in her eyes. She began to run through the streets, taking giant leaps until she stepped into a puddle... No, it was not a puddle, it was a sewage hole that had been left open in the rain. With a loud scream, she slipped into it and the umbrella covered the sewage. She struggled, holding onto the edge of the sewage hole tightly till she could struggle no more. A tear slid down her eyes and her eyes closed as she slipped into unconsciousness. * Damien parked his car