Jessica Williams Mga Nobela at Kwento

Wearing a simple dress, she is still young and beautiful. Jessica's footsteps stopped in the middle of the dance floor, looking at the entire bar as if looking for someone. She took a deep breath and talked to herself. 'Do your best, Jessica. You have a mission tonight. Only succeed, not fail.' After gathering some information, Jessica learned that William frequented this bar. Her purpose is to seduce William and make him fall in love with her so that he doesn't cling to Cindy anymore, so her brother has a chance to return to Cindy's side.

~Enzo~ I give Jessica a minute to absorb what I’ve said, watching as the shock of it gradually gives way to the interest I knew would arise once she had a chance to think it over. It’s poetic justice and I know she’ll appreciate that. Her husband and my wife decided to play us for fools, but we won’t give them the satisfaction. Instead, we can satisfy each other, and I’ve known from the first moment I saw Jessica Williams that she would satisfy me in a way my wife never could.

"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."

“I just want to know what you want.” Jessica leaned forward, elbows on the table, her long crimson nails gleaming against the dim gold lighting. “Good. Because I’m not interested in friendship either, trust me, I'm way past that.” She took another slow sip of her cocktail, not taking her eyes off Jamie. “What I'm interested in is burning Raine Weston to the ground.” Jamie’s eyes narrowed. “What exactly do you want from me?” Jessica tilted her head. “I saw what you did at the auction. The little phone stunt? Clever.”

he asked with a smirk. I sat upright and cleared my throat. “Miss Jessica works in the creative department. She doesn’t get a salary just for showing up at work, she’s on a contract which gives her the flexibility to be whatever and whoever she wishes to be as long as she produces mind blowing designs,” I clarified. “There’s no doubt you’d want to pick her, right?” Dawson fired at me. “Look at the pictures Mr Dawson. I’m dying to hear who you think deserves the crown,” I retorted.

She wanted Kaelia away from the Montgomerys, but she didn't have a proper plan. Jessica’s lips trembled, but she held firm. “You stay away from her, William. If you come near her, I swear – ” “You’ll what?” I cut in smoothly, smirking. “You’ll fight me? You’ve always been strong, Jessica, but strength doesn’t win wars. Power does. And you, my dear, have none.”

But Jessica, as always, had never been one to follow subtle instructions. She leaned forward slightly, resting her elbow on the table with a grin that carried a bit too much enthusiasm. “Well,” she said casually, “it’s a good thing you remember her.” Joseph shot her a warning look immediately. But Jessica simply shrugged. “Because NULLWRAITH is the deal now,” she continued brightly. Her voice carried excitement, as if she were discussing a trending headline. “Every organization out there wants to work with her.” She gestured lightly with her fork. “You’re lucky to have a woman like that by your side.”

Your father, he would have …” “Im not him,” I said firmer than intended. “No,” she agreed. “But the wolves still expect you to lead the pack.” Jessica stood, walking toward the window, her heels tapping against the marble. “I googled her.” She said without turning. “Nothing came up. No social media. No press. Just an old community fundraiser photo. One.” “She’s not chasing fame that’s what I like about her.” “You don’t like women,” Jessica said casually, turning back. “You tolerate them. You fuck them.” But you don’t like them.”

I walked toward the blonde girl and stuck my hand out as I introduced myself, “You know my name but sadly, I can not say the same.” She raised her brows and shook my hand. “Jessica Williams.” Jess slid her gaze from my face as she looked at Autumn and said, “why did you not tell me that he has an accent?! Dang, Tyler be damned.” When she returned her attention to me and offered me a smile, I finally exhaled the breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding. I could hear Autumn groan. “Jess. Do not get any ideas.” “Oh, I do not.” Jess grinned and winked at me, confirming that I had her approval.

“Of course!” Andraste rolled her eyes, being his little sister meant she really didn’t understand her friend’s obsession with the annoying arrogant prick that he was. “Well, how do I look?” Ceres had arrived at the foot of the steps and did a twirl for her best friend. “Gorgeous as always!” And no words could be truer. Ceres wore a dark green dress that swept the ground as she walked. Loose around her waistline were braids of gold that emphasized her curves perfectly. There was a slit on one side that ran all the way up to the gold braid giving her the appearance of longer legs than what she had. The neckline dipped low showing off the v between her breasts to come up to two twists tha