Jessica Lee Moore Novels & Stories

"It's my honor!" Jessica said calmly. Although she expanded the love triangle in her mind, she maintained the same smile on her face, as charming as before. "Is Miss Jessica a local?" Old Mr. Lee asked. Jessica smiled faintly and said, "I believe Old Mr. Lee has already investigated. You should be well aware of my background." Old Mr. Lee's expression changed slightly as he looked deeply into her eyes, feeling surprised and yet accepting. He nodded, "Indeed, I've looked into it. I hope Miss Jessica doesn't mind my rudeness. It's indeed because you resemble someone from my past..."

Jessica mused. Her weekend hook up turned out to be terrible, so she rushed back here. “Officially, I'm not going for the funeral. See? No black. Hopefully thus weekend will bring about that orgasm I have so desired.” Jessica clasped her hands in front of her as if in prayer, “Amen.!”

"And who are you?" Jessica choked, barely maintaining her composure. She had no idea if he truly had no idea who she was or was faking it. But she could only assume it was the former and continue her gentle act. "I'm Jessica Brown, the female lead from the movie Miracle, the fourth-highest-grossing movie at the box office last year." Caleb straightened up and stared squarely at her, prompting her smile to grow. That was until he spoke again, "No idea."

“Do you want to watch TV?” Zoey gave it some thought before shooting the idea down. Jessica had a burst of popularity recently. She didn’t want to see Laurence’s rumored girlfriend on screen. “No thanks.” In the end, Laurene turned the television on anyway because of the quietness. Incidentally, the show that was airing was a popular period action drama that Jessica recently starred in, where she played the role of a student mentor. Zoey glanced at the screen. Jessica was far more beautiful in a period outfit than in modern clothing. Zoey then turned to look at Laurence, only to find him thoughtfully staring at the television screen.

"I was going to come out and pose for you but you have seen the dress already," Jessica said to Leslie. Leslie smiled and said. "I would go out and act surprised so you can have your moment," Leslie said turning and leaving the room. "Oh well thank you" Jessica murmured as she left. She pushed open the curtain and stood like a model. Her little talk with Leslie had boosted her mood. If she acted the part well she would be treated as the real woman and Lady of the Delgado family. She was going to act the part properly.

Jamie hesitated, then replied coldly, “She has a lot of them.” Jessica smirked. “Good. Then I want you to uncover every bone, every secret and everything she tried to hide — from the press, maybe even from the board. You give me that, and I give you something better.” Jamie raised a brow. “What could you possibly offer me?” Jessica reached into her clutch and tossed a small black flash drive onto the table. “I know your business you stole from Raine isn't hitting the heights you and Kai wanted…” Jamie froze wondering who Jessica really was and how she had all these means.

Jensen’s POV “Please Jensen, don’t leave me. I want you to touch me. I need you.” Lynn’s eyes were staring up at me and her body was fully ready for me. She was lying there in only her bra and a pair of jeans. I couldn’t control my urge to make her mine anymore. I came back to her on the bed, making a low growl as I started to kiss her neck. My hand reached over and started to massage her breast through her bra. She let out a slight moan and it drove me wild. I moved my lips down her neck and to her chest as I undid her bra. I grabbed the strap of her bra with my teeth and slid it down her arm exposing her breast to me. I softly began to kiss her exposed breast and pull and massage her other

Jenna's dad, Chris, tried to stop them but it was to no avail. Zoey looked and saw that Sheila and Jimmy were already in the car and were waiting for her, so she faced the camera. "I'm sure you must all be wondering what's going on, well, you see Miss Jenna here tried to rape Mr. Derrick Moore CEO of the Moore Cooperation.

“Who—what? Why?” She gasped, nearly smacking herself in the face with her palm, then bit down on her glossy lips like she’d just committed a crime. “Where are my manners? I'm so sorry for ambushing you like this. I’m Ivy Johnson. Yes, that Ivy Johnson, daughter of Senator Schumer Johnson. And you are?” Her eyes sparkled at me expectantly and my tongue twisted in my mouth “Reina Co—” I stopped myself and cursed inwardly “Moore. Reina Moore.”

EMILIA I hear her before I see her, but it doesn’t make a difference. Jessica Monroe knows how to take up space. Her short black hair is pulled into a careless bun, her face scrunched at something Seth says — until her eyes find Liam. Then she smiles. Bright. Effortless. Like she’s the sun and everyone else is just lucky to orbit her. She brushes off Seth’s hand like it’s nothing. He flinches, hurt clear on his face, but she’s already moving. Straight toward Liam.