Janine Lindemann Novels & Stories

Annalise opened up the door to find a young woman who looked like she was in her mid thirties. " Hello." she said. Annalise took time to study her really closely. Her hair shone like it had some form of oil in it. " I'm Linny , the house keeper". Annalise wondered in silence what it could be that she wanted from her. " Dinner is served and Mr Damian wants you at the table."

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

she mumbled to Steve ear She walked to the stage, swaying her butt, Steve scoffed when he saw her swaying her butt I intentionally swayed my ass,i want steve to look at me differently tonight. "I hate myself for falling deep for him"i. Wish he would look at me emotionally today just once"i want him to insert his dick into my pussy just once,i will cherished that once for the rest of my life. Lizzy inner thought. Another award was given to j$ j company, Martin's as the GM of the company collected the award,he's so happy he made his father proud by receiving the award

Justin asks giving me a nod. "Yeah, bro, sorry for the disruption. One of my pack members is just being a bit unsettled, Danni is on his way to sort it out." He looked at the mess that was on the floor. Grace isn't even drunk enough to not know what is going on, in fact, there isn’t even a hint of alcohol on her at all. She knew exactly what she was doing, and she knew exactly where I was which pissed me off even more. Jace pushes forward just as pissed off with the interaction "you are never to touch Zander again without our permission or say so, is this understood?"

After the party, Laura offered Grace a job as the human resource manager at Hollando Ventures. One of her course mate was the owner of the company and so it was easy for her to have connected to Grace. It was Grace's first day at work, she had to be punctual, well dressed and at same time be prepared for the day's task. She got to the office and she met someone familiar "Hello beautiful, nice to meet you again" the young man said. Grace couldn't recall where she had met him "Good morning" she said smiling, trying hard to recall fast

I mentally facepalm. "Angela?" our moments suddenly cut off after someone called her name. I turned my gaze to where the voice came from and right there...I see a woman standing in our direction. She looks around twenty-three to twenty-seven, good physic, has honey tanned skin, short black hair, and indeed has a beautiful face. She was looking at us, curiosity was evident on her face. "Bel! Come here!" Angela spoke excitedly to the woman named Bel. Angela put three glasses and juice in the jar on the wooden table. Bel immediately approached our direction.

A whisper in my gut. Something was off. “You’ve been quiet.” I turned. One of the maids, Mira, stood behind me. A gentle soul. Always polite, always watching. Knew that she was not always pure. She was Lysandra's personal maid and though I wanted to fire her at first, I did not have a reason to do so.

She could barely steady her hand to use the mouse and open the mail up eventually she managed and found six separate pictures to be opened individually. Linda hesitantly opened the first picture, it was of a women that Linda recognised. Vermillion Riley had been a section leader, same as her, but she had left the company 2 years ago slightly mysteriously. As they were the same grade Linda had known Vermillion quite well, their children went to the same schools she was the same age as Linda. They had lost touch since she had moved offices and here she was in a picture sent to her by her boss and tormentor.

The photograph on Felix’s screen belonged to Linda Mercer. She had worked at Voss Industries for nearly twenty-three years. Officially, she was a senior administrative coordinator in Corporate Operations. Unofficially, she was someone everyone knew. She scheduled meetings. Booked conference rooms. Coordinated executive travel. Handled confidential paperwork. Always polite. Always invisible. Maya had spoken to her dozens of times. Never once considered her a suspect.

And the next day, he was appointed as the librarian of the Archives. As for Gretel? She was much older than them both being in her early thirties. She used to be part of the old Administration and worked as the Advisor to the General Commander. But since the Crisis, she worked for Jelena Savage instead, being the only one of the old Administration left. "What's going on?" Jelena asked looking between the two of them. She could not understand, why Gretel would continue bothering a Librarian. She knew Gretel hated humans but it was an indifferent kind of hate. So why would she always find trouble with Axel?