Novel & Cerita Janine Lindemann

“ Now that everyone is seated, I will start the proceedings. My name is Selina Brown and I will be——” “ Wasn’t the name of this meetings conciliator—— Alexandrine Abbot?” Amber chimed up suddenly interrupting Selina in the middle of her introduction. Selina must have a lot of patience for not blowing up because she simply smiled despite Daniel and Nolan’s snarling behind her at Amber for her disruption. “ That’s true but our dear Alexandrine was sacked off for her unjustifiable actions of taking bribes from others, I am afraid that you definitely won’t like this but I will be your acting conciliator.”

Gina immediately rushed to Jayden’s side, lowering her already scandalous neckline even more as she pressed herself against him. Jo grimaced at the sight, resisting the urge to gag. "My, my, I never knew generals were this handsome," a slurred voice chirped behind her. Jo didn’t even need to turn. Linda. The Beta's wife. Overly blonde. Overly made-up. Overly desperate. Linda approached the generals shamelessly, her perfume thick enough to suffocate a full-grown wolf. "Let me introduce myself to you handsome lads," she said, puffing up her chest. "I’m Linda, beauty queen of the pack."

Only Directors have Sigma clearance. This means that not even Karen Anderson is able to check her own file. It seems a trifle strange. Ingrid has checked her own file quite a few times out of curiosity. She knows that if the company turned against her and wanted her dead they would probably not make it public on the company intranet. With this revelation, her lip twitches ever so slightly into a sneer. She whispers, so that the other inhabitant of the room won’t hear. “So if that’s the case Karen, why the hell do the Directors have your personnel record locked up?”

She must be really close to Mariano to be on first name basis with Meela and Linda. I couldn't decide if I liked her or not.

“I love you.” “I love you” I kiss the tip of his nose and grin, “Breakfast?” “It’s been two weeks, Lillian. You can’t seem to stay away from this place.” Jen, our director crosses her arms over her chest. “I am on the board.” I chuckle, “Plus this is kinda my project.” “I know, honey. I love that you come and visit and set things right. I would keep offering you a job, but honestly, there’s only so much rejection a girl can take.” She laughs.

Amira responded. A young woman walked in carrying a bowl and a towel, she got close to the bed and bed her head. "My lady, master asked me to tend to your needs" she said with her heads bent "You can lift your head. What's your name?" Amira asked the woman "Selina, My lady" she replied "Nice to meet you Selina and please call me Amira, that's my name" Amira responded with a smile. Selina prepared the bath for Amira as she really needed to have one. She felt shy knowing Selina had a hint of what went down between her and Amir.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

We had dated for years, so I already saw it as a normal thing to get him to me any time I wanted him. I waited for a while till my left foot froze. The moans hadn't stopped. I heard the voice of a lady. It came from the same room. "Fuck me just the way you tear Annie's pussy wide every Friday night," the strange lady kept moaning and I felt a thrust was forcing her to do that. "I wouldn't treat you any less," Damon muttered, his voice sending a cold chill down my spine. "But you even mistook her to be the wolf princess. Annie doesn't allow me in bed."

Her voice is a little bit tremulous. Her name is Nana and looking at her… I really could tell she was one of those girls that the DEA officer had sold off to Mr Thwane Clark sometime last week. From the looks of things… she had refused to join in on the brothel shit Mr Thwane Clark is running so she had been forced to be a maid instead. Looking at her I could tell she hadn't eaten and was famished. "Okay…There you go." I threw her a pack of snacks and made my way out of my bedroom for her to clean it up.

"Scarlett." ******