Just Monica Novels & Stories

Her heart felt heavy. Did they break up? They did indeed spend time together, even if it was just for those few short hours. “Yes.” Harmonia gave an affirmative answer. “In that case, can I still trouble you…” Monica's voice sounded so weak. It could be said that she was all alone without any friends in the entire Nilus City. Harmonia speculated that something must have happened. “Of course, what's wrong?” Harmonia asked immediately.

"I can't believe this! Honestly that's the funniest shit I ever saw." "So you aren't mad that I practically ruined the ending of your show?" she questioned. "Hell no! girl that made my night, The only thing I'm mad about is the fact that it wasn't me falling into the chiseled arms of that male god." She giggled. "I'll be back I need to go give my closing speech for the night and get the attention back on me!" Cassidy smiled as she walked away. Sebastian returned a few seconds later handing her the champagne.

Adrian returned to the living room to see the popcorn bowl in Grace's hand now empty while she was talking excitedly to someone on the phone. "Yeah yeah. He's here. Ok bye," Grace hung up after watching Adrian take a seat on the couch. "Macy's is coming tomorrow!" Adrian buried his face in his palms while resting his elbows on his knees. He nodded slightly to acknowledge what Grace said. "You don't look so happy on the news?" Grace commented. "What? Of course I'm happy!" It's just you are not going to be happy knowing the other person coming tomorrow. He completed the sentence in his mind.

“Ever again.” Niccola studies my face, searching for cracks. “Is she being arrested?” “Not yet,” I admit. “But she’s cornered.” My mother exhales slowly, something like relief softening her posture. “About time.” The TV flickers to life behind us. Mom must’ve turned it on earlier without sound. Now a familiar image fills the screen. Monica. Standing outside a courthouse in a tailored coat, hair immaculate, jaw set like steel. Cameras swarm her. Microphones press forward like weapons.

she said. Monica is a girl who moved to New York City alone. All of his family are in Chicago. Monica was born into an affluent family. His father was a teacher, and his mother was a seamstress. "How is mother?" muttered Monica as she closed her eyes. At the same time, suddenly his cell phone rang. "Who is it? Why is the number unknown?" muttered Monica. Without thinking further, Monica also accepted the call. "Hello." "Hi beautiful. Am I bothering you?"

Just then, Monica called out to her, "Summer, there's one more thing I need to tell you." "Yes?" "No matter what, you must keep going. I can only rely on you," Monica said. Feeling puzzled by her words, Summer sought further clarification. Monica simply shook her head and said, "If you don't understand now, you will in time." With that, Monica stood up, turning gracefully. The gentle breeze lifted her long hair, giving her a forlorn and solitary appearance. It was as if her back was shrouded in loneliness. Summer couldn't understand why Monica seemed so melancholic. Was she truly feeling sorrow?

It had been wild enough last night, sneaking into her room after midnight and plunging into her sleek pussy. I just manage to get out of bed before Gina would suspect a thing. Speaking of Gina, she’s been oddly nice lately. No fighting or arguments since we got back from the business trip. She is almost too calm. I don’t know whether to feel happy or paranoid. My phone vibrates against the varnished wood. Monica. Rage rambles so quickly my teeth are rattling. What the hell does she want now? I let it ring out. After several long seconds, it ends.

Wesley sneered. “What! You have to earn it. We are still not friends “Monica muttered arrogantly as her eyes scanned the inside of the car outside. After she saw a silhouette of a woman sleeping in the front of the car, she felt relieved.

“That’s… not great. Honestly, I don’t think I’m the best fit. I heard you chose Freya Maddison first, and honestly, she’s much more suited for it.” Monica’s expression changed for a split second, but then she recovered, putting on her fake concern. “Why? Are you still upset about what happened before? I’ve already apologized to Kayden and reflected on my actions. This commercial is my way of showing my sincerity. I really hope you can forgive me.” I didn’t believe her for a second. Everything about Monica screamed manipulation. I had learned to be wary of her, and this didn’t feel like an olive branch. She continued with her exaggerated friendliness. “I’m really excited about this project. G

Monica's heart leapt with joy. She felt as if she was dreaming. She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her mom and dad in the villa. They were equally excited to see her, pulling her into a warm embrace. Sly had called Christiana to arrange a surprise party for Monica with the help of Dickson before he left Atlanta for Dubai with Monica. He recalled that everyone at home had seen Meg when she came; therefore, he wanted them to know that Monica was the only woman for him.