Novel & Cerita Just Monica

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

“…and I don’t give a fuck.” It was the blatant truth. I was never his favorite while he was alive so why on earth do they need me now that he's dead? “What I need right now is to take a break. I’ll figure all of this out at the right time.” “Well, it’s just a reminder,” Mike said. “A gentle one.” Just before I could respond to that, a knock came on the door and the door pushed open. Monica. “Hi.” Mike frowned. “Get straight to the point, Monica.”

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.

Kayden asked, his eyes lighting up as he spotted Cleo. "That's Cleo," Kikka announced loudly from directly behind him, her arms crossed tightly. "Laila's replacement." She sneered the word like it was a deadly insult. "Francesca Lucia Manzano!" Mamma boomed, marching into the room carrying a fresh pot of steaming coffee. "Mind your manners this instant, or you will leave my table!" "Sorry, Mamma," Kikka muttered, her cheeks flushing red. She glared at me. "Kayden, Cleo is Kyle's latest girlfriend," she corrected herself snarkily, pulling her chair out with a loud, obnoxious scrape against the floor tiles.

Malcolm lived in Landera but his house was at the other side of the town so it would take a little while before getting there. My phone rang. It was no one else but Anita. Anita! We hadn't spoken since the last time I saw her. I picked the call. “Hi there, it's Anita. How are you doing?” “Hey, Anita, it's been a while, I'm fine, by the way.”

Lizzy shook her head, 'Kingston has been arrested, mum and from the looks of things, he is not coming out anytime soon. Joanna stared at Lizzy in surprise, "if this is true, then it means that Tisha is not fighting us alone, someone more powerful than Kingston is supporting her, and considering how desperate Ashley had been to find her, I am convinced that the man behind her is none other than Spencer Grant."

She grinned and all the anger in me evaporated. "Why the hell does her smile affects me" I thought frowning. "Good day sir" the ice cream vendor greeted me and I nodded "how much ice cream did she consumed" I asked and his next word shock to me, well not that I'm too shocked because I expected it after she ate five plates of pasta and three cans of Coca-Cola. I paid him and dragged away. MELISSA'S POV

Santana was my only real friend and I wast sure what I would do if she left. We had spent months shopping for the perfect dress for her to wear to the ceremony. I knew she was very excited. As long as I had known Santana she had dreamed of finding her mate, she was always talking about how great he would be and how powerful he would be. I, on the other hand, couldn't imagine having a mate. I had always been shy and more of a loner. I couldn't even talk to guys without stumbling over my words and looking like a fool.