Johanna Mason の小説・ストーリー

It was similar to summer. After a knock, we were immediately ushered inside by one of Mother Renata’s clerks, and she welcomed us with a gauging look. The sister looked double my age and her crooked reading glasses made her seemed older, but she sounded like a kid as she spoke. “What can I do for you, Martha?” “I am sorry to interrupt, Sister Faustina, but we need to see Mother Renata about a little hitch these girls caught their selves into.” “Mother Renata is currently occupied. She is attending to an important matter, but you can wait for her here.” She continued on with her book without inviting us, even Martha, to take a sit.

snaps Will. "The lady wanted to leave," Chris smirks, earning a throaty snarl from Will. "She belongs to me." "You don't get to claim your wolf territorial bullshit on her. She's not one of you," Johns says, almost boredly. Will snarls again. "If she didn't need me to stay awake. I'd introduce you to that wolf bullshit," he reaches for my hand, his other hand remaining curled around the back of my neck softly. "What do you mean?" I ask. He looks at me, opening his mouth when the door is opened. I hear Dyl's voice as he approaches the bed.

Joanne nodded cautiously and wiped her hand before reaching her hand out. "Hello, I'm Joanne. Mister Mason, right? Wait… Cedrick Mason?" Joanne widened her eyes in shock, her gaze drifting between Catelyn and Cedrick. She gulped and asked nervously, "Cedrick Mason? You're that guy, aren't you?" Cedrick's lips curled upward arrogantly as he responded, "Is there another Cedrick Mason in this world?" "Oh my god!" Joanna was so shocked that her lower jaw dropped, and her heart thumped against her ribcage.

Chapter 50 “MASON!!!” “Mason, what are you doing?! Are you trying to kill your sister-in-law?!” Mason ignored her just as he had ignored Jason. “What happened, Jason?” “It’s Mason, he had a fight with Jane and brought Hannah home…….” “He brought Hannah home?!” Mother cuts me off. She turns to Mason, he’s still holding onto Tonia. “Let her go, Mason” Mason ignores her. “I said let her go!” she growls.

"Brooke seemed quiet when she returned. Did something happen at the hotel?" Lila looked pained. "I don't know, Mother. My friends and I were perfectly welcoming. We tried to include her in the talk, but she seemed... distant. Perhaps she just doesn't understand our ways yet." Johanna frowned. She knew Lila could be difficult, but she trusted her upbringing. "I see. Go get some rest. I’ll speak with her." The next morning, I was in the kitchen early—an old habit from my days at the Lawson Estate. Johanna came in from the snowy woods, steam rising from her skin after a morning run. At nearly fifty, she still looked like a warrior in her prime.

Mason bellowed at her in exasperation. Joanne was stunned. She had hardly seen Mason get so infuriated. “You may go out first,” Maurice said as he walked in. Joanne immediately ran out. For some reason, Mason felt a sense of disgust at the sight of her expression. When he was in power, he needed a gentle and understanding woman. However, such a woman was useless when a crisis was almost upon him.

I murmured. “Speak of the devil.” Detective baker frowned. I looked in the direction of where he was looking and saw a woman in a suit walking toward us. She had a friendly smile painted on her face, but I had a feeling we wouldn’t be the best of friends. “Detective Baker, long time no see,” she beamed. “I prefer it that way,” detective Baker grumbled. He still hadn’t returned her smile. So they must have some kind of history there. She looked at me. “You must be Marina Davis,” she said. “I am Special Agent Danna Halman. You can call me Danna or agent Danna.”

Johanna thanked her and drank it. Then, Karmina gave it back to the maid and sat beside Johanna. "Do you want me to massage you?" Karmina asked. "I'm feeling good now, mom," Johanna said. "Connor always massages my joints." "That's good." Karmina caressed her hair lovingly.

Johanna. Johanna and I met just a few weeks after I was hired by Flashco. She's one of their regular customers and she's sure deep in cash, Johanna is a lady of 45, she's married and has two kids schooling abroad. Despite her age, she sure has a nice body,... Though she was quite rich, her appearance is a little bit off, her hair was full of dreadlocks like Bob Marley and she always likes to wear oversized sweaters with faded jeans or small singlets with a wrapper around her waist, all this looks and dressing made her look like a Jamaican lady and she has this habit of painting her nails in different colors, I wonder what inspired her to dress like that.

"It’s damp out here. Why don't you ladies find the hearth inside?" The White lineage was the apex of the Barnes territory. They were scholars, warriors, and kings. Johanna held the keys to the Northern gates, and everyone knew it. Since she was being kind to me, the others had to fall in line. We moved into a private lounge where the windows looked out over the mist-covered forest. "You know the South so well. Have you lived in these woods your whole life? Tell me, who was your mother?" Johanna was usually a private wolf, but she was leaning toward me with strange intensity.