Istri Ko Dennis Novels & Stories

Clarisse quipped, glancing at Aleah with a knowing look. This isn’t good, Aleah thought, glancing nervously at Hunter’s niece. She wondered what Clarisse was thinking about her—and more importantly, what Natasha’s cryptic comment meant. Was Natasha insinuating something about her being with Dennis? Did she harbor ill thoughts toward her? “You’re making it sound like I’m some kind of total jerk. Aleah might actually believe you,” Dennis said with a laugh as he stood up. “Anyway, I think I have to go. I still have some research to do,” he continued, turning to Aleah with a grin. “I expect you to pass. See you later,” he added, then glanced at the two women. “See you later, girls,” he said casu

the officer pressed. Dennis shook his head slowly, his voice raw and uneven. "She was calm. Everything seemed normal." At that moment, his assistant stepped forward, speaking in a low voice. "Mr. Malcolm, you should look at your wife's Instagram account." Dennis fumbled to unlock his phone, logging in hastily. The most recent post greeted him like a slap to the face. [Five years of dreaming. Time to wake up. The truth is yours to uncover. —Tracy.]

His indifferent and I don’t care attitude pissed her off. Ring… At this point, Dennis's phone rang. The moment he gazed at the screen, a bright smile formed on his face and he answered the call. “Hello Lisha” Clearly, Nita could hear a feminine voice speaking on the other end of the phone. Lisha? Is it the same Lisha that happens to be Dennis's first love? Nita thought inwardly. “Stress? Of course not. I’ll be with you in a jiffy.” After saying that, he ended the call.

’ Touching Lord Kenny Bred’s woman was equivalent to asking for a death sentence. “Mistress?” Denise’s face darkened and coldly reprimanded, “How is this b*tch deserve to be called Mistress? Ian, you dare reject me when I’m giving you a gift?” “I…” At this moment, Ian was scared to death. He sweated profusely and stuttered, “I-I truly don’t dare. I-if Lord Kenny Bred knows h-he will behead me.” Denise frowned deeply and was extremely furious. “So you’re only afraid of Lord Kenny but not me?”

Both Adrian and Estella thought they were done with him and they were just yet to start. “Bro,” Denis said with a smirk. “I can see you're worried instead of working on your companies. You've never been made to act as a kid but this woman sitting here has,” he pointed his fist towards Estella. “You've never had a real girlfriend before, I was thinking when you do, you will go in with a babe who's single and not to struggle over a clingy woman who's still being pursued by her husband.” Adrian was fuming, Estella’s eyes formed tears already, she couldn't control it but wiped them off with the back of his palms. According to how Chloe described him, he's a conservative person and doesn't like t

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Brix." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Alpha." Steady eyes. Not hostile. Waiting. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Say it." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Brix looked at him for a long moment. Then: "Three of the names on Drest's network list. They were ours." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Kade had seen the list. He knew which three. "Yes."

She looked to Dennis to confirm and he nodded affirmative. However, Ricardo's reaction was a confused expression. "What in the world are you talking about?" he asked. "I don't know anything about an i- oh my God-" his eyes went wide "-you're talking about Item 13." "Where is it, Mr. DiSanto?" Dennis leaned over the table now. "I don't have it," he returned. "I mean, why in the world will you think I'll place myself within a hair's breadth of that devil's instrument? After all the chaos it caused before."

Danika Williams I called Elizabeth as I started getting ready but I was a mess. I didn’t understand what was appropriate to wear, how much makeup was appropriate to apply or how high my shoes can be. Elizabeth is great with such things. Parents love her, she is very respectful and sweet. “Oh thank god Elizabeth.” I breathe out as the call connects on the last ring. “Yello! Who this?” I hear a childish voice but it was a woman I could tell. “Danika here. I need to talk to Elizabeth.” I say as I go through the clothes in my walk in closet.

I saw Jacob’s gaze sweep over Dennis from head to toe, taking in every detail. My heart sank. Jacob was scrutinizing him. Hard. Dennis, of course, didn’t flinch. He stood there with his cap pulled low, hands casually tucked into his pockets, as if he didn’t have a care in the world. Jacob turned his attention back to me, and I could feel his unspoken question hanging in the air. “And who might this be?” Jacob asked, raising an eyebrow as his eyes flickered toward Dennis again. Before I could formulate an excuse, Dennis moved with lightning speed. He took two quick steps toward Jacob, extending his hand with an overly enthusiastic grin. “Good afternoon, sir!” he said cheerfully.

"As Queena watched them leave, the corners of her lips lifted in a smile. However, the moment she turned around, she saw Dennis staring at Desmond, who was asleep." It was a worrying sight as Dennis' eyes were transfixed at him. Was everything Tristan said true? Dennis had been on the island for so many years and had been involved in the genetic research back then. Perhaps he really had other intentions about Desmond? "When he thought of the close relationship between Desmond and Mango, Queena grabbed Dennis and said nervously, ""Dennis, he is Mango's lifesaver! What are you trying to do?"""