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Always on me. "You look beautiful, Elena," said Jenna, Marcus's wife, her hand resting on her pregnant belly. Seven months along with their second child. "That colour is stunning on you." "Thank you," I murmured, smoothing the silk. Marcus grinned. "Jenna's been craving Thai food at two in the morning. I'm basically a delivery service now." I laughed—a real laugh—remembering when life felt that simple. "Elena Rodriguez?" I turned. A young man approached, his face lighting with recognition. David Chen. We'd worked together at Morrison Gallery years ago, back when I had a career, an identity beyond Mrs. Alexander Blackwood.

The disgusting man is standing with his mom with disdain in his eyes for me. “Molly, the ball is in your court now. You've heard everyone. Go ahead and bring your belongings to prove your innocence. And if you're not, be aware that there will be consequences to your witlessness.” Jason spits, with no iota of love in his eyes. Am I surprised? No I'm not. Of course, his mask is falling off gradually. “I will go get my back” as I turn to leave and bring my bag, Vera Madeline's associate yells; “Where do you think you're going? You can't leave this scene.”

I leaned back in my chair, the sun warming the studio through the tall windows. Another girl sat across from me Jenna. Tight red top, short black shorts, tits practically spilling out. She thought she had me figured out. “So tell me, Jenna,” I said, keeping my voice calm, “why should I hire you?” She crossed her legs and smirked. “Because I’m not some shy little virgin. I’ve seen your nudes online. They’re fucking hot. I can pose naked for you anytime. Right now if you want.”

I said, and I walked towards the door. Jenna Thompson stood up when I entered her office. She had on a shocking pink tank top made of shiny Spandex, shiny black leggings and a pink bikini that matched the top over them. Her midriff was bare and looked firm, as did the rest of her body, which appeared to have everything in exactly the spot it was supposed to be. Her hair, a sandy blonde and full, was pulled back and fastened with a shocking pink elastic band into a kind of fluffy ponytail.

" She thought and felt angry suddenly. One Hour After... The living was quiet but the backyard of the apartment was lively... Zoey watched how her friends were dancing to Taki Taki by Dj Snake. Jenna, being a bad bitch wasn't giving up. Talking about their personality. JENNA'S a rich bad girl from a rich family. She's always after something that benefits her. She's caring but she loves trouble and she smokes. Yes she smokes and has tattoos on her laps and arms. She's had to make friends due to savage attitude and rudeness. Obsessed with Barbie and disneyland.

She glided as though floating through space, commanding attention and reverence. On the far right of the audience, Mark Martinez leaned toward Rex Hidalgo, whispering with an amused tone. “Hey man, heads up. If you’ll be sulking all night, at least sulk with style. These models? Way hotter than your ex-wife. I mean, look at that dress—way better than—” But he choked mid-sentence, his jaw falling slack. “Holy crap. That woman… she’s Jenna!” Rex’s head whipped up.

I can't even look at Jenna since she and Marshall have had their heads bent together since the beginning of dinner and are barely paying any attention to anyone else in the room. It surprised me at first to see them together since Jenna is a petite submissive, and Marshall is a tall, leanly-muscled shifter with intense green eyes and shaggy blond hair, who I'd have thought would end up with someone higher up the pack hierarchy since he's the third in command.

But seeing the way Elon Mars didn't say a word, and looking at Berrick's Hades-like aura, she could only harden her head and bow her head to apologize, "Jenna, I'm sorry, it was my fault..." "Mom, there's no need to apologize to her." Vivan hurriedly interrupted Kenzie and pointed at Jenna, saying excitedly, "Mr Adams, you don't know yet, do you? This woman is not as innocent as she appears to be, she is a prodigal, five years ago, she played rent boy in a nightclub, pissed off her father, and also with that rent boy..." Jenna was shocked and was about to stop... "Shut up!" Elon Mars hurriedly shouted...

Jenna suddenly felt pain in her heart. They were cousins! But why was her heart so cruel and so stupid? She wanted to get close to Aria and seek her own death. There was no way to stop her, and it could not be stopped. Thinking of this, Jenna sighed heavily and ignored her and walked inside. From time to time, laughter came from the living room and she couldn't help but stop. Georgia's jewelry was all over her body and she looked so noble yet gorgeous. She was sitting on the sofa chatting and laughing with Marissa. From time to time, Jenna could hear them flattering each other.

like I would marry that. Angeo nudges her and she groans as she steps forward her blonde hair was from a bottle her natural color was a light brown color and her hazel eyes were full of unshed tears her body wasn’t something to be proud of either. “Im sorry my daddy says i have to marry you so hello im Jenna,” I glanced down at her and looked back at Angelo. “Still a no,” “Daddy you have more daughters,” Jenna told him. “If he doesn’t want to marry me then chose another there are three of us,”