Jessica Cunsolo Novels & Stories

Jessica hated when they sat down. Immediately. Every time. The room suddenly felt smaller. Daisy's fingers tightened around the blanket. Jessica reached for her hand. Without looking, Daisy grabbed it. The consultant glanced at some notes. Then looked up. "We've received the preliminary results." Nobody spoke. Nobody moved. Rain tapped softly against the glass. The consultant smiled gently. "The first thing I want to say is this." Jessica stopped breathing. "The mass does not appear to be what we initially feared." For a second neither sister reacted.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

Women's hands hold me back before I collapse, gently placing me back on the pillow. "Everything is fine Miss Laine, you risk nothing! Relax..." I answer him with a grunt, not really reassured by his words because lately every awakening is accompanied by a chase, so I'm waiting to see. However, I take the time to observe it in detail to know who I have to deal with. She is a woman in her forties with bobbed black hair. She wears a dark suit and small glasses with red frames. " My name is Jessica Mourone and I am a lieutenant in the conciliation brigade. I will be your intermediary in this matter, if you have the slightest question, the slightest problem, do not hesitate to let me know!"

And the resiliency of her spirit. Ksenia pointed to Jessa. Jessa sighed. "I'm Jessa. Wickedly good with a scalpel and sewing people back up. Pregnant, I get to sit at home and help with information inter- and extrapolation. I'm a good critical thinker-when I'm not overrun with baby hormones. And I'm always good for a joke."

"Two people together are even more dangerous." With that, she kissed his cheek, grabbed her sandwich and juice, and ran off before he could snatch the juice away. News. "I heard Jessica resigned." "What? She gave up after just two days?" "Man, I bet on her winning!" "Wow, Candice’s combat power is terrifying. She knocked out Miss Dawson last time in L City, and this time, in just two days, she knocked out the CEO's ex-lover. Even with the chairman and his wife backing her, it still didn’t help."

I nodded. “Thank you for that. Have you found out anything yet?” He shook his head. “No, Felix and Cornelius have been working on it.” I looked at him confused. “Why are they working on it?” He looked over at Lynn and she nodded at him. “Jensen, Cornelius is the Don of the Roman mafia. He is the reason why we were able to save you.”

Seeing that the conversation was reaching its conclusion, Eleanor gave Jessica a discreet signal. Jessica smiled, then stepped forward and said, "Aunt Helen, my cousin is about to marry Carissa. Although Carissa holds the position of deputy commander of the Mystic Army, it's only an honorary title. I'm afraid she might not serve my cousin well. I think this girl, Serena, is quite suitable. With her family's background, having her as a second wife for my cousin would be a good match." Jessica and Eleanor were adept at manipulating Helen. They knew that Helen, who clearly disliked Carissa but was pleased with Serena, would likely be influenced by their words, especially in front of so many wit

★★★ Towards the airport, the black car was travelling. Jessica, who was in the passenger seat, was unable to concentrate because she was troubled by a single thought: what would she do if Cornell were to suffer some sort of accident?!! She also doubted if she would continue to live in this world. “Jess, relax. He is fine and I am going to make sure that those people will get proper punishment for touching our Cornell,” Chris reassured Jessica as he caught glimpses of her face, but he was unable to tell if she had paid attention to him.

“You, you, what have you done?” Lucas asked, stammering with fear. These were highly trained men he had brought with him. ‘First Blake, and now a woman with a rolling pin. What is going on?’ “I’m Consuela Shushue, the protector of madam, assigned by master George Weston. No one is to lay a finger on the madam while I’m here. Now take your men and leave. I have dinner to prepare.” Consuela said, still swinging her pin in her hand. “Or do you want a nap also?”

She was Justin's new assistant. Jessica, however, recognized Serena immediately. Having investigated Justin's personal life, she knew all about his history with Serena. "Well, if it isn't Justin's former assistant. What brings you here?" Jessica's tone was openly hostile. Serena walked over calmly. "I'm here for the same reason you are, I assume." "So, Quade Group is competing for this deal too?" Jessica grew wary. "Don't even think about it. This deal is mine!" She had spent the last few days visiting Carla, meticulously building rapport with her.