Jamelle Sanders Romane & Geschichten

Tessa said, eyes gleaming with a rare flash of humor. “Oh, it was heavenly,” Jamie purred, fanning himself. “Rahl Perry is a gift. Tall, charming, unreasonably flexible.” Camila groaned and lifted her glass. “To Jamie, the international ambassador of indiscretion and hardened whorelotery” Tessa laughed, shaking her head. “I just hope you don’t end up in a tabloid.” “Let them write about me,” Jamie declared. “Let them know I’m living my best life.” Camila turned the attention to Tessa. “Alright, Tess. What would you do if Pedro suddenly shows up in Seychelles?”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself.” “You want to bet?” “That’s all you’ve ever been good at. Bets, playing games, using people as pawns in your little chess game. If I haven’t made it clear enough, I’m not interested.” “And you’re any different?” If Jamal called me a devil incarnate, I would gladly uphold the name to a substantial standard, engrave it into my being like I was destined for it from my birth. Jennita would probably admit he was right, but if she only knew who she was getting married to.

I slowly walk closer to them until I can hear Sandra’s angry voice. “Jemar, I never thought you are someone like this. I trusted you so I encouraged Riri to like you and take you as her boyfriend. I thought you said that what happened before was just a mistake. Then what is this? Riri is missing and yet you two are enjoying here!” Sandra’s angry voice resounded to the place as I look at the two people on the table just to see Jemar and MJ. I can see some people looking at their direction and so was the one on the nearer tables. I don’t think Sandra and the others cared about it though. They look so agitated and angry.

For liking Desmond" " Why should I? You think I like him too? She asked and Jasmine nodded "I don't, I never did" Sandra said "I think mom and dad won't be coming home today" Sandra sigh and a message suddenly popped up on her phone "Omg Jasmine!! We got the admission" Sandra screamed showing jasmine her phone "Omg!!" Jasmine screamed and they started jumping on the bed happily 📥 I'm home already.. take care of yourself and My regards to Sandra.. good night..

the guard which was known as Jamal. "Jamal bring the defaulter to central square, no one dares me and goes away with it" Amir roared Amira tried to calm him down but he shoved her hands away and she became so scared. It had been a while since she saw hun in such mood or she'd never seen him like this. "Yes my lord" Jamal said as he dashed off to do Amir's bidding. Amir looked really angry, like he'd rip anything and anyone who stood in his way.

Jamel's smile only widen a bit at the lady's short joke in reply. The lady stared around her, awestruck by the interior decors. The few staffs around are busy with their work, not minding or having chance for any distraction. With the aura, she could tell Mr. Alex got everything in order —this was what she imagined it to be or maybe more to it. "This way, Ms..." Jamel cited simply as she gestured forward, leading the way with the lady following her trail. "Sorry, I did not introduce myself earlier. I'm Jamel, Mr. Alex's personal assistant and his secretary for now due to some reasons. You are?"

Jamaica answered nonchalantly. Sandra's forehead creased. "What? She wants me to go there in time and wait for her?" she asked in disbelief. Jamaica nodded as a response then politely left the office. Sandra was left alone wondering what's up with her best friend to make her wait for her when she can just fetch her so they would go together. She felt suspicious. Whatever Bammie was planning, she will make sure she won't fall for it. She looked at her watched and saw it's already six thirty. She leaned on her swivel chair and think of things to do to past time before it hit seven.

The private gate opened. Jamal “J-Rex” Thompson, the world-famous Black NBA superstar and music mogul, stepped onto the terrace. Towering at 6’10” with a powerfully sculpted body, his dark skin gleamed under the setting sun. He was known for dominating both the court and the charts. Victoria’s breath caught. “I don’t want the polite version tonight,” she said, voice husky. “I want the raw one.”

I step out of the car and gently close the door, being careful not to make too much noise. I glance up and down the street, finding it deserted at this time of night. Only the streetlights illuminate the area, and the one directly above me flickers and buzzes as the lightbulb struggles to stay lit. As I walk towards Dale's bookstore, my phone vibrates in my pocket. I swipe the green dot on my smartwatch. "Speak," I answer. "We have a problem at the club, Alpha," Gelo informs me. "The guy you fought with earlier brought some rogue friends tonight. It seems like they want revenge."

safe. "Beautiful," Jamal smiled as he extended his hand to me. I took it, and he helped me down the two remaining stairs. "Ladies and gentlemen, meet your new Luna, Caliana Meyers of Dandelion Stone Pack," he announced. The crowd was silent for a few seconds, and to my surprise, they erupted in cheers, and relief washed over me.