Juliette Barnes Nashville Novels & Stories

"Stephanie! How has the baby been doing lately? I've been really busy lately, otherwise I would have accompanied you to the prenatal check-ups!" Sitting in the living room, Juliet, dressed elegantly, spoke with artistic flair. Despite being over forty, Juliet still exuded charm and took great care in her appearance. She would often visit the beauty salon, just to maintain her allure. Otherwise, how could she captivate Alexzander so much? Stephanie knew about Juliet's success in kicking out the legal wife and being brought into the house by Alexzander, taking over Mrs. Schwartz's position, while the legal wife's body was still warm.

Nicholas Carrington:- The moment I woke up and moved my arms to wrap around my wife, I found the side of her bed empty and frowned and instantly stood up, looking around for her in the suite. "Juliet...Juliet where are you?" I called and searched around for her butt naked, and very erect cock, only to found her standing in the balcony in the hotel robe, with phone placed on her ear, having a business conversation with one of her clients regarding the design of some mall building that my beautiful wife is designing and getting renowed for.

Jamie said. Juliette kept looking at him like he just said something she was searching about for a long time. Like she found the key to his mystery. "Yeah, you must be right." she rubbed her chin. "Special." "Well, now I'm officially jealous." Jamie chuckled. Juliette was preparing everything for Lucas's birthday that was coming in two days. She already ordered the cake, and her boss made her an employee discount. For about a week, she took advantage of the time that Lucas was asleep to compose a song for him on the piano. She wanted to impress him, showing him how she improved thanks to his instructions. Juliette also wanted to sing to him one of the songs she wrote for a long time but didn

My brother and sister-in-law. Nash was busy keeping a close eye on the kids while Chloe and I chatted, and I filled her in on everything that was happening. Chloe looked around the room. "Where is Juliet?" she asked curiously. I shrugged carelessly. "We haven't spoken to each other in a while, and every time I try to reach her, she's either in another country or she won't answer any of my calls or reply to my texts." "Maybe you should let Nash talk to her; he might be able to clear things up between the two of you."

Ethan asked angrily. "We four have gathered here for a fair competition between Ethan Noel Evans and Juliet Katie Jenson." I stared at him with my mouth open, not because of his announcement of the competition because frankly I saw that coming, but because of Juliet's middle name, Katie. It was too similar to mine. So similar that it was starting to creep me out. I was Julie Kate James and I was pretending to be Juliet Katie Jenson, the daughter of a billionaire. It couldn't be another coincidence, could it? It seemed impossible to me. How could our first and second names be so similar? It was too close.

High heels only added more miseries and embarrassment. Nathan refused to help me in any way. Lucas would help me if I succeeded in keeping Nathan away from that s**t. I was about to take a step forward when my phone started ringing in my bag. I took the phone out and started walking towards the parking lot. My heart skipped a beat when I saw the name on the screen. Cheynthia’s P.O.V. “I will be there in a few hours, Juliette. Why are you freaking out?” I asked Juliette while rolling my eyes annoyingly.

I'm here because Nadine wants me to and I'm willing to be with her because I need to learn to like her, she's my future wife. "... Calland." When I heard that last name, I automatically turned my head to the stage. My whole body froze seeing Juliet was one of the candidate of the auction. My heart was beating so fast and I started to panic. She looked sinfully beautiful tonight. She was wearing a black tight dress and she's going to go home with one of the man here. My head started to go on panic mode. She's currently introducing herself to the crowd and people cheered. "I bet.. someone will bid around 1 million euros tonight." Carter said as he laughed.

"One of the regulars, the guy in the black suit, keeps asking for a private room with you. I told him you don't do private things, but he's pushing." Juliet's stomach tightened. "I'm not doing it, Marcus. I told you before." "He pays well," Marcus said. "Really well, Luna. Think about it." "I don't need to think," she answered firmly. "I dance on stage and that's it." Marcus shook his head and left. Lila touched Juliet's arm. "You okay? You seem off tonight." "I'm fine," Juliet said. She stood up and checked herself in the mirror. The corset pushed her breasts up and the tiny skirt showed off her long legs and pink lights would make her blonde hair glow. She looked like Luna now and not Juli

Two weeks passed in a blur of events and appearances. Juliet learned to smile on command. To make small talk about things she didn't care about. To ignore whispers and sidelong glances. She was becoming Mrs. Olatunji, piece by piece. Tonight was the charity gala Selena had mentioned at the wedding. The biggest social event of the season. Everyone who mattered would be there. "Ready?" Ejike asked from her doorway. Juliet turned from the mirror. She wore a deep red gown that Femi had chosen specifically for this event. Bold, elegant, impossible to ignore.

Juliet's Point of view On my arrival at the London Dockland hospital, I walked in very fast through the big transparent door, and without wasting any time, I quickly approached one of the desks; she was in her normal top and blue jeans, but I'd seen her the first day I rushed my mom there; I guess she's off duty. "Nurse, I'm Juliet Jones; my mother is here for a kidney surgery. We came here together the day before yesterday. Please, where is the cashier's office so that I can pay for it?" I questioned in a low tone; I was filled with excitement and so anxious on the spot. "Wait, you are Miss Juliet Jones?" She asked in a low and suspicious tone, "Yes, why did you ask?" I questioned in a tens