Jocelyn Solomon Novels & Stories

Well, she can’t be an adult actress in the first place if her height is like that of a dwarf. “Damon didn’t tell me anything about marr—” “Enough of your nonsense lies and cut-off this acting!” She took a step backward. “I don’t know why or how a poor, destitute, pig-looking person like you could grab the father and son’s attention!!” “Jocelyn, please cal—” “Don’t you calm down me!” My voice is now as loud as ever. I don’t care about my almost breaking voice. The important thing is I will end this Cyrene’s career, this moment and this instant.

That way, Jocelyn didn't have to act sweet in front of Shawn. "Clever boy," Jocelyn praised. When Jocelyn still did not see the expression on Shawn's face, Jocelyn stepped closer to Shawn. "I'm Jocelyn Andrea. The family side from the two victims whose cars you hit that night, causing one of them to lose his life."

Jocelyn: "Not yet. The research project here isn't finished, so I can't go back just yet." Gloria, feeling uneasy, asked again, "Are you really not being wronged?" "Truly, no." Jocelyn's voice cracked slightly. "Mom, I just feel so useless. I can't swim, my figure isn't good, and I'm not even cute." Gloria's heart sank. It was clear Jocelyn had been wronged at the Fords. Most likely, Killian had said something to hurt her. That dog of a man, what terrible taste!

My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed. The b**ch my step mother brought is not exclusive and will I say she is the worst. I wonder where my stepmother got heard from, who even made her think she can boss over my workers with her so-called title of a fiancee and always wearing skimpy dresses exposing an unattractive boobs thinking I will fall for that, she's not even my type. I picked up my car keys and left the office to the beach the beach

My body ached with exhaustion, and my mind was a twisted maze of recurring nightmares and fleeting hopes. The daily torture and agony had not broken me physically, but my resolve was beginning to fray. Despite the facade of strength I projected in front of my captors, inside, I felt like I walked a tightrope between sanity and despair. My only solace lay in the vivid memories of Luna and our children—those fleeting, precious moments that were both my strength and torment. My heart ached with a longing so profound that it felt like a raw, open wound.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.