Jacqueline Paige Novels & Stories

Heels clacked against the floor as the door was pushed open. Adrian doesn't wear heels. I sat up and saw a woman. She was small and petite yet I could tell she had an edge to her. Her clothes were designer, a brand I use for special occasions. A small Louis Vuitton bag was in her hand. She looked exactly like Adrian, minus the facial hair. Her face looked me up and down in confusion before she clapped her hands. A man wearing a suit approached her. "Richard, bring this young lady's suitcases up," she ordered him. He nodded his head and sprinted away.

She was in New Jersey, at a meeting for Clair Industries, Mira also made millions before turning seventeen, and with my help as always, she was on her way to billions now, along with Josh. "She looks so comfy" Mira says, breaking our conversation to look at Quinn, chatting with Elijah and putting on a show. "Watch this" I say getting up from my chair. I walk over to them, catching the eyes of Elijah, he watched with curious eyes as he sat there with Quinn, he looked so miserable, but I guess he had such a big heart, he couldn't just get up from her presence. "What do you want?" Quinn asks, glaring at me through her lashes,wow, natural ones today.

"Look..um, about the other day, I'm really sorry for—" "Jacqueline Williams, you are a fucking legend!" Natalie cut me off, bowing dramatically. "Teach me thy ways, mistress!" I burst into laughter although I was confused. "What are you talking about?" "The coffee shop, duh," Chloe said, gripping my arm as she threw her head back and laughed. "I want to hear ALL the details. Don't you dare leave anything out. What did his lips taste like? And those muscles?" She paused, moaning as she twirled around in circles.

Lena and Jade were briefly shocked. They noticed Jacquelin approaching from a short distance, swaying her hips as she walked. Her perfume's scent reached them even before she arrived. Lena furrowed her brow as she found the fragrance overwhelmingly pungent. "A pheasant should add a few more feathers to become a peacock!" Jacquelin taunted, glancing at Lena. "Right, Lena?" Lena glanced at her coldly but did not say anything. Jade immediately chimed in. "Jacquelin, how are the house sales going? It seems like you haven't met your target for this month yet."

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

"Even if she's Landon's child, we can't just welcome her as our leader. She allied herself to your pack who detained our Alpha and brainwashed our children. And why would we consider a girl who's still ignorant of our world as our head?" "Hey, wait! They're not brainwashing us, Dad!" Jasper exclaimed. "Sage! Show yourself to them," Iris insisted, dragging my mate from her hiding spot behind me. Sage drew her brows together and gazed still at the two of them. Then she rolled her eyes, sighing. "Do you know Sara of the Phantom? She's my mother."

A chubby girl carrying a makeup case and a large black bag stood outside the room. “Are you Mrs. Luca?” asked the girl who seemed to be struggling with her luggage. “Who are you?” Natalie asked back. “Ma’am, I’m Jacqueline. I’ll be doing your makeup tonight,” replied the curly-haired make-up artist. “You’re so cute,” Natalie said weakly. Jacqueline blushed at the compliment. “May I come in now? It’s very heavy.” “Yes.” Natalie opened the door and let Jacqueline in. After that, Jacqueline immediately prepared her makeup kit while Natalie forced herself to take a shower.

"It's up to you. I'd put Paige through the ringer. You've already eaten her!" Look at that mouth, Paul! - I laugh. He laughs some more and leaves. The door opens again and Paige Montréal walks through. I watch as the too-tight dress draws out every detail of her slender body, every exaggeratedly delicious curve and a fatal slit that reveals her delicious left thigh. Her black hair is loose and rests on one shoulder, giving her a special lush and sexy appeal. She walks down the two steps and smiles at me, revealing her white smile in contrast to her extremely red lipstick. Like a good host, I get up from the executive chair, straighten my three-stripe suit and walk over to meet her.

For Paige, everything seemed to be happening so fast. Just this morning, she was being called a thief and kicked out of her house. And now, she was going to be performing on a show tonight. She pinched herself to be sure she wasn't dreaming, and Jessica, who was staring at her, smiled, "Come on, let's go change your wardrobe." "Thank you very much, Sir," Paige said, wiping the joyous tears which had formed in her eyes. "Don't worry about that. Just get ready to perform." Zach said.