Novel & Cerita Jentzen And Elliana

“You see, Lila told Ellie about her origins, and I guess Beta Jengo must have overheard the conversation.” The explanation shocked William even more. So Jen knows of Ellie’s origin now?! Sure, the Alpha had a feeling that wouldn’t stay hidden from the Beta for long, but he didn’t think such an information would be revealed this soon! ‘William, you don’t think Jengo went to…’ Liam trailed off. ‘No… They may be former fated mates, but Jen wouldn’t-’ William stopped himself then, as he suddenly faced northwest with wide eyes, a horrid feeling in his stomach.

"Thank you," Elena said, taking the mug from her. The scent of the coffee was very calming. She sipped and shut her eyes a bit to take in the feeling. The bittersweet taste left a satisfying residue on her tongue. "Thanks," she said again. "I needed that." "Father mentioned that you had got married to Liam Hemsworth, CEO, EliteCorp," Jennifer said after they'd settled down. Her face held no expression and her voice sounded bland. Was she admiring? Or being spiteful?

Lucianne continued to smile as she said, “Ben, you don’t have to reschedule your appointment. We’re just waiting for the printed documents. You can have Ellia.” “Oh, uh…” he was looking at Ellia hesitantly so Lucianne looked at Ellia and said, “Really, Ellia. We don’t mind waiting for you to complete your discussion with him. The printing would no doubt take longer than that.” “Your Highness,” Ellia began awkwardly, “This is actually my mate and husband.” Lucianne’s eyes widened in surprise, “Oh! So, you’re Ellie?! Oh, my goddess. It’s such a pleasure to finally meet you. Benjamin has told me a lot about you. I didn’t expect to meet you so soon!”

Liana’s POV "I was not jealous!” I march ahead of Ethan. My bare feet slap painfully against the flagstones. I have no idea where I’m going, but I need to get away from the aura of amusement he is emitting, and the wide grin on his face. I was... caught by surprise when he hugged that woman. That’s all. He’s a wolf! An enemy! I wasn't...jealous he might have someone back home. I’m so flustered that as I turn a corner, I barge into a servant. She yelps, and her basket of potatoes spills onto the floor.

she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. As she hung up the phone, Elliana couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She had played the game perfectly, and now it was time for the final act. Elliana's eyes sparkled with deceit as she met with Max and Stacy at the old warehouse. "I'm so glad we're finally doing this," she said, her voice laced with fake enthusiasm. Max's smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Yes, Elliana. With this document, we'll finally take down Tom and his empire."

Lennie said it wasn’t the time yet. “May I?” He lifted up his arms a little, showing Ashely Elena who was lying in his arms. Elena had closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep since she saw Ashely's basically naked body. The moment she saw her, Elena knew what “maid” meant at Lennie. Lennie’s maids didn’t clean or cook, at least not only that, they were also responsible for pleasing Lennie’s husband. In other words, they were the harem Lennie prepared for Cory. And now she was part of it.

“Tall, dark hair, dark eyes, kind of old... well, your age.” “And was he a total dick?” Elias nodded, “Yeah.” I gave Ella a heavy glance before closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. “Do you know who it is?” Cato asked, stepping forward, “Dad?” I slammed the champagne bottle on the table. “Luciano fucking Megestanis.” “Luciano? The guy who-” Cato began, his eyes flickering to Ella. “Yes, that guy.” The guy who molested Ella, raped a poor human woman, assisted Andrea Martinez, and somehow broke free from my prison. To list a few.

The sales consultant’s eyes went completely wide with recognition and terror. "Mr... Mr. Vane.." the consultant breathed out, bowing his head instantly. Killian ignored him completely, stepping so close to Elara that his frame completely blocked her from the rest of the room. He looked down into her eyes. "Is anyone causing you distress?" Killian demanded. Elara looked up at him, entirely unphased. "This boutique simply appears to have a rather stubborn pest problem today." Jane’s eyes were completely glued to him. She stood frozen, looking back and forth between Killian and Elara in shock.

Code: 0822. 1. Her birthday. A cold shiver ran down her spine. Julian wouldn't have used that code; he usually forgot her birthday until his secretary reminded him. Whoever was running this "Renaissance Trial" knew her better than her own fiancé did. The service elevator was cramped and smelled of industrial cleaner. As it climbed toward the 80th floor, the silence was deafening. Elara’s heart hammered against her ribs—a frantic, rhythmic drumming. What am I doing? she wondered. I’m an architect, not an athlete. I’m a woman who spent the last month worrying about silk thread counts.

“So… we actually made it back in one piece. That’s a win, right?” Kent raised his glass. “Barely.” No one laughed. Elara looked around the table, her gaze moving from Benita to Cillian. “So,” she said finally. “What’s really going on between you two?” Benita froze, her fork halfway to her mouth. “Nothing.” Kent snorted. “It’s love turned poison.” Benita shot him a glare. “Stay out of it.” Cillian didn’t look up from his plate. “He’s not wrong,” he said quietly.