Romans & histoires Jayla Fatu

I tapped explore and the first thing that came to my mind to search for was Faryah. She was using Faryah Mustapha Edwards now. She was easy to find. She didn't have any posts and her followers weren't that bad. 10k. Cool. I looked at the photos she was tagged in and my heart sank as I looked at her pictures in African wears. She was so beautiful. There were different photos here, with she and her family and my daughter. My Najmah. There were some with the Khalifa guy, their pictures pained my body, heart and soul. No one could deny that they honestly looked very good together and here I was on the side-line.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

The anonymous message on the screen glowed. "Time to even the odds." She smiled wickedly at herself, her heart racing at the prospect. Even the odds? She would do way more than that. She would destroy them. Everyone. Jayla reached for her phone, her fingers flying across the screen as she put her plan into motion. Jade would be blindsided. By the time Jayla was through, her sisters would be a distant memory. "Let the games begin," she whispered, a cold smile playing on her lips.

“I’ll give you two a minute – “ Caleb starts, but Fati holds her hand up. “Don’t worry about this Caleb. This won’t take long,” she says. Then she looks at me and I flinch at the anger and pain in her eyes. “I, Fatima Nadia Guia, Luna of the Moon Goddess Pack, reject you, Kurt Jamal Walker as my mate.” I fall to the ground, clutching my chest. This is the worst pain that I’ve ever felt. So mind numbingly painful that I can’t think beyond it.

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.

The man she’s loved for so long, she doesn’t know how she got carried away, ignoring her, the second daughter of the Read family, but falling head over heels for that bitch Rylee. Jaylah will never allow himself to lose to Rylee. She immediately said to Tia, “Go grab it for me, by any means necessary.” Tia was relieved to hear Jaylah say so. She said, “Jaylah , don’t worry, this matter, I will definitely get it done for you. After hanging up the phone, Jaylah’s face was still ugly as hell. She doesn’t understand what kind of madness Indesit Jewelry is going through to start working with the entertainment industry.

Fatty Guerrero —Zyah’s good friend when she joined Dreammy Pen teams. 🚩Other Gals🚩 Mara Kaitlyn Bendis —The woman at Riem Delia Nowesto —The woman that Zyah met on Mountain’s Paradise. She is both deaf and mute. And of course! —Dhyrine Denisse T. Cuego, the daughter of Zyah and Dale.

"No. What happened?" Belicia, with an air of incredulity, replied, "A new influencer company was launched today. It's called 'Yas Lainey', backed by the Rabasco Group's president. And get this: They’ve signed Skylar, the influencer who recently returned to the country."

If I was here, it was simply because of Isla. Lysandra took a slow step forward, crossing her arms. “You certainly look comfortable for someone who doesn’t belong here. Roaming around as if you own the place. You do not answer the Luna when she speaks to you. I am curious, where are you getting your strength from? Is it because of the girl? Do you really believe that a little girl can actually protect you from me?” Her question caught me off guard and I knew that she was challenging me, hoping that I would be challenging her back, but I was not going to give her that. I was not going to give her the satisfaction to get into my head.