Jimmy Uso And Naomi Novels & Stories

Chapter 327 "Miss Naomi is not at home. She went to join the crew with Miss Messer yesterday." Green Residence's housekeeper replied. "She went to join the crew?" Jack cast a stern glance at Sean, and Sean immediately made a call and asked his men to investigate it. "Miss Naomi was taken by Susan to audition for a show? And she got a part? Find out which show!" "Star Gazing? Who are the lead actors?" "The lead actress is Sabrina Foster, and the lead actor..."

Celeste pleaded. Naomi nodded through her tears. "Okay. You decide how many chances to give him." They would give him a few more chances. If he still let them down, then they would leave and no longer be a part of his world. "Thank you, Mom." "It's time to sleep now." After putting Celeste to bed, Naomi returned to her room. Her marriage to James was in name only. They no longer even bothered to maintain appearances. The next morning, James woke up and came downstairs.

"This is truly a sight to behold. Your people are... remarkable." I reached back, pulling Jimmie closer until our shoulders touched. I wanted them to see us as a single, unbreakable unit. "Prime Minister Langston, Mrs Rowe... this is Jimmie Portland. My Luna." I felt a surge of possessive pride as I introduced him. Jimmie offered a polite nod, but I caught the slight, beautiful blush of red on his cheeks. I made a mental note of it—a small, precious detail I fully intended to tease him about later, when the world was finally quiet, and it was just the two of us again.

The war outside had lulled into uneasy silence, but inside—inside, something divine was beginning. Naomi lit the last candle on the bedside shelf, casting the room in gold and shadow. Her chest rose and fell in steady rhythm as she turned to the two people who had helped her survive every version of herself—Reina, storm-eyed and slow-burning; Jayce, all pulse and heat and steady gravity. They watched her with the kind of hunger that wasn’t just about skin—it was about memory, longing, and permission. She gave it. > “No sides tonight,” Naomi whispered. “No ranks. Just… us.”

“You always like to put on white clothes, I often tease you for being old school, but actually, you are quite good-looking.” “Really?” Jim laughed, “You look good in white, too.” Those two chefs tied up next to them could not move their bodies because Jim had sealed their acupuncture points, but their minds remained active. Seeing these two were still very much in love with each other when there were ten seconds left before the bomb went off made them tear. “Olympias, if we can leave here alive today, let’s get together, Okay?” The words that Jim had not been able to say before were finally out.

“Dad, please. You’re a policeman. You know how to be fair. Hear his explanation first.” “And why should I? You’ve already made up with that man after he pretended to be dead? I might just finish him off myself.” “James,” her mother intervened, “stop being like that. There must be a solid reason. And his father is with him.” “That’s his grandfather, Mom,” Naomi said. She could clearly see James’s nostrils flare as he struggled to hold himself back until the two men reached their table. “Good evening, beautiful ladies—and to the gentleman,” the elderly Ledesma greeted.

Naomi shook his body. James clumsily nodded his head although he was still in disbelief. “We will be okay.” Naomi slapped his shoulder once again and looked away. “Now, read your folders and remember everything.” “O- okay.” James picked up the folder and started to read.

We spent half of the loan money on their hospital bills and he is here telling me crap? “She saved us,” I hear James say and I look behind, it is where he and Carlos are sitting. Our flight is in a few minutes and we would soon be boarding. Naomi must have been traveling too because I saw her walk toward a gate and enter. Well, good. I want her as far away from my family and me as possible as she can get. How could she not even travel when she has over two billion dollars? “Saved who? Because I do not remember her being a superwoman for me,” I say and Jake begins to giggle. He randomly giggles when he hears me talking to other people, especially when I am making strong facial expressions.