Jessica Bailey Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Good, since you do not love her, why do you intend to make her your wife? Jessica is a very outstanding woman. She is soft spoken but can be fierce when the occasion calls for it, just look at her abilities in the underworld and business world; why would you choose such a woman over Jessica?” “She is the heiress of the Jones family in Millennium City, and we need their alliance if we want to enter the international market in country A. She is also the CEO of Jones Corp. and also very good with business; as for training her in the underworld, I think it's a matter of time before she becomes a master in the field; I have seen her ability to learn new things and adapt.” "Oh, and you are sure s

She pulls away and places her hands on my face, “I’ve missed you, my boy. It’s time to figure all this out.” We sit down on the couch and mom pulls out her cell phone and makes a call. “They are here; you can come now.” A few moments later there is a knock on the door and Jarvis, my father’s friend and one of my tutors growing up comes in. Behind him is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. She is small, but all I see are beautiful curves that make my mouth water. Her raven black hair has a blue tint to it when the light hits it at a certain angle. Her eyes are a turquoise blue, almost the color of the sea. I can’t help but stare at her and my body starts to react to her in

"Shane and Jack share the same bloodline, so technically–" Before she could finish, Wilson slammed his plate down hard on the table. "Technically what? That he's my grandson too? My last name is Bailey! Don't you know what his mother's last name is? Jessica, you're not a kid anymore. Watch what comes out of your mouth. Or one day, someone's going to shut it for you."

a girl says standing in front of me, "I'm guessing you are Leon's wife-to-be. Sorry I couldn't make it to the engagement party, my flight got delayed." "It's fine," I say quietly, who the hell is this girl? "Bianca Harrison." "Oh I'm sorry, I'm Tessa Bailey," she says shaking my hand, "I'm Leon's cousin. Our dad's are brothers. My dad actually runs all the hotels on the other side of the world." "Makes sense now," I smile. "Leon just left you as soon as you two got here I'm guessing," she states and I nod sheepishly, "My cousin is a dick, everyone knows it. You can hang with me tonight."

Mr Carreiro closed his eyes and cursed himself internally for bringing up his mother when he knew that it was a sensitive subject for him that he never, really, willingly spoke about. "Mum's doing okay. She told me that she finally got a new phone." Ash replied, staring at the table intently before continuing. "She gave me her number and she said that she'd call instead of writing now." Mr Carreiro's eyes widened once more. Jen had avoided contact with people, through the phone or face-to-face, for so long that this was the biggest improvement for her after several years.

Katrina- "See. Makes perfect sense you had a great stage set. Looks like you cashed in about $250. And it's a slow night you know she hasn't made near that in tips" Katrina walks away without another word and gets back on the floor. Bailey freshened up and put all her earnings in her locker. However, something about that single dollar bill called to her. Sure she may have told one of her coworkers but it was hardly a topic of conversation. She tried to forget those details about her life. It's true she had never loved anyone the way she once loved Jack but she never spoke of him to anyone. Even Katrina never heard her utter his name. The memories were to difficult to talk about.

CHASE'S POV I was on the phone with Bianca, my personal secretary when I felt a pair of hands cover my eyes from behind me. I instantly knew who they belonged to. The rose-scented perfume was something I was very sure belonged to Jessie. I cut the call and said, smiling, "I know it's you, Jessica." "How did you know it was me?" Jessie asked, marvelled at my correct prediction. "Which other female could have soft hands like mine? Any of the maids or Octavia?"

I demand to know, feeling uneasy with what they’re cooking up. “You need someone to remind you how great sex can be but not someone you get attached to,” Tess explains, locking her sights on a target. “That guy would be perfect.” “No!” I protest. “Why not? He’s gorgeous” Bailey says, swiping her tongue across her top lip and eyeing off her potential victim.

Her phone vibrated. A message from Daisy. How is Emma? Jessica stared at the screen. Then typed a reply. She's alive. She almost added something else. Something honest. Something frightening. Instead she deleted it. Because the truth was becoming harder to admit. Not to Daisy. To herself. Outside, the rain finally began falling. Softly at first. Then harder. The sound echoed against the gallery windows. Jessica remained where she was. Watching the storm. Thinking about Emma. Thinking about Henri. Thinking about Philippe.

The voice was sweet and soft whilst retaining the stern element. I was pulled up gently by Theo as he let me lean against him as the doctor assessed my battered state. “Ok hunny I need you to tell me your name? Can you do that?” The Dr spoke. ”My name is bailey.” My voice was hoarse and dry but I managed to give me name with a heavy heart it’s been a while since I had someone care for me like this. ” Ok bailey can you tell me how old you are?” “ I-I’m 19 um can um can I please have some water...only if it’s uh not any trouble?” I’ve only just got here and I’m already becoming a burden for them.