Jess Gabriel Conte Novels & Stories

Antonio comes over and gives me his hand to stand up. “That was quite the girl fight. Maybe next time you could do it in a mud pit,” he laughs. “Haha,” I fake laugh. ”I was trying to see if I could beat her without my wolf.” “Well, it was certainly entertaining.” “Feels just like home,” Gabriel laughs. “Just change the name from Melanie to Jessica.” “I think Jessica is a lot smarter than you think, Gabriel. She just underestimated us. She’ll be back for more.”

“Of course. We got used to it in America.” “Alright, babe. I’m off. Bye, babe.” He kissed her cheek. “Samantha, eat now. I’ll take a shower,” Jennifer said. “Alright, Ma’am.” After Jennifer showered, Gabriel’s fiancée left for work. Gabriel is a CEO, and Jennifer is a famous designer and also owns a well-known clothing brand. Their lives are far different from mine, so the things I was imagining seemed unlikely. While both were out working, I kept busy cleaning the house. Since I finished my chores early, I decided to call my daughter.

It’s been a couple of weeks into my job at Ombra and I no longer feel like this was a fake position that Mr. Conti made up for me. Jessica is useless. To be clear, she is in no way stupid, she just isn’t here to be Mr. Conti’s assistance. She spends all her time using her control over his calendar to try and worm her way into his personal life. I’ve taken extra care to make sure I never treat Mr. Conti with anything other than respect. I’ve tucked my attraction away in a tiny box in the back closet of my mind so that I sometimes even forget it exists.

“Hey, baby, look who it is.” Gabriel was busy looking at the menu and was not paying attention to Gene. “What?” he answered but he’s still not paying any attention. “Baby, come on!” “What is it?” he said when she finally got his attention. “It’s Alexandra Nicole, the maker of Créatrice de Mode.” Gabriel looked more starstruck than Gene. He looked pale and was sweating like a pig. “O, hi! You’re the famous Gabriel Anderson. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

"Social media is exploding. #IslaDefendsSection19 is trending. Antonio Castellano just called me personally to say the deal is back on track." She pops the cork. It hits the ceiling with a sharp thwack that makes me jump. "You two were FLAWLESS. The hand-holding. The 'I fell in love with her' moment." She pours three glasses, foam spilling over the sides onto the expensive carpet. "Gabriel, that was inspired. Off-script genius." Gabriel takes a glass. His mask slams back into place so fast it’s terrifying. Smooth. Controlled. The billionaire CEO. Like the last three minutes didn't happen.

Their crooked smiles curved after seeing Justin's shy reaction. "What a disgusting reaction," Gabriel commented on Justin with a shudder. Santa chuckled. She already knew about Justin's affair behind his back. Sessy casually sips her drink without a straw. "He doesn't know what Arleena has prepared for him tonight." Meanwhile on stage, Arleena had given Gabriel a meaningful smile. "Can't wait, huh? Alright. Let's turn on the projector screen." Arleena gave the code to Keenan, her cousin, whom she asked to help with appearances.

Like Jake. “I’m Dan Gabrielle.” He extends a hand and the name rings a bell, yet for the life of me I can’t place it. I’m normally good with faces and names. “Pleasure,” I answer coolly, shaking his hot, rough hand and retract to stand as gracefully as I can to the side. My brain connects the dots and I recognize him. Dan Gabrielle is one of the Carrero’s top tier executives. He deals with merchandising the beauty and grooming products. I’ve heard so many rumors about this man, and his lifestyle, from the office staff. He’s known as someone to steer well clear of among the women. It’s only my stupid luck that I would get trapped in an elevator alone with him after hours.

As she placed it on the desk, her eyes landed on a notebook. Open. Not hidden. Just sitting there. A list filled one page. Names. Phone numbers. Exhibition dates. Routine gallery information. Then one line caught her attention. Succession Planning Jessica froze. Immediately. The words felt strange. Wrong. Too official. Too final. She looked away. Then back again. The notebook remained there. Open. Waiting. Jessica swallowed. The room suddenly felt smaller. For several moments she simply stood staring. Then she closed the notebook gently. And left.

Though anger tightened his gut, Tan propped his elbows on the arms of his chair, his fingers beneath his chin. 'One, You make it sound like she is a whore or something. Two the time when I need an approval from the both of you concerning the woman I am seeing has long since passed like I said earlier we are not living in the era of the Joseon dynasty. Three, Gabrielle is our business partner, she is the Co-CEO of GALA. I guess mom forgot to mention that. So if anything you brought her to the dinner."