Novel & Cerita Kate Johnson

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

Well, until they turned fucking eighteen, that is. Kate came walking in, holding her daughter. They had named her Elizabeth Gladys. Liv for short. She was named after Elizabeth Blackwell and Gladys West, two women who had done some shit for science? Hell if I know. Kitkat told me, but I forgot. I mean, Liv was three, and she told me just after she was born and my fucking memory is crap as it is.

Emily Warner “Emily, you are here finally. Elizabeth has been looking all- Woah you are crying?” Nathan says as he looks around not knowing what to do, “You know what, let me call Elizabeth.” “Actually Nathan I’ll deal with her. I know why she is crying.” My eyebrows raise as I see Jake smiling at me as he leads me inside, “Her cat- umm- her cat-“ “Is sad, like depressed and there are apparently no cat therapist so I called the-“ I complete Jake’s sentence but Nathan just looked at me with raised eyebrows, not buying my awesome story.

She screamed with pain. Mrs Johnson looked up at her daughter, "No Cassandra, Kate wasn't dead yet, the doctor revealed that she still had a chance to survive but she had a failed kidney which needed immediate transfer. The money for the transplant was so expensive, I calculated all of Kate's savings but it wasn't up to the amount neither did I have enough. I was torn apart and I didn't know what else to do. I didn't know who else to call until I remembered John. I called his line and he told me that he is willing to give me any amount but I must hand Dennis over to him. I had no other choice Cassandra, I just had to give Dennis up, but by the time the money arrived, Kate was gone" she pause

She screamed with pain. Mrs Johnson looked up at her daughter, "No Cassandra, Kate wasn't dead yet, the doctor revealed that she still had a chance to survive but she had a failed kidney which needed immediate transfer. The money for the transplant was so expensive, I calculated all of Kate's savings but it wasn't up to the amount neither did I have enough. I was torn apart and I didn't know what else to do. I didn't know who else to call until I remembered John. I called his line and he told me that he is willing to give me any amount but I must hand Dennis over to him. I had no other choice Cassandra, I just had to give Dennis up, but by the time the money arrived, Kate was gone" she pause

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

Santos replied raising an eyebrow. Jenny is my sister, she takes no shit and is one of the best negotiators, especially when it comes to business, she oversees the contracts. Kate on the other hand is my ex-wife, she oversees the accounts, I kept her on for the sake of our daughter Sadie and that was only because Sadie asked me to. Sadie is 15, when me and Kate separated 7 months ago Sadie was heartbroken although she knew it was for the best, the relationship was toxic and not the best environment for Sadie.

Kane stood beside his sleek black McLaren, exhaling a cloud of smoke as he flicked his cigar to the ground, crushing it beneath his boot. The night was thick with tension, but it wasn't from the fight. It was from the blonde currently kneeling in front of him, her hands resting on his thighs as she worked him over with practiced ease. He should have been feeling something. Pleasure. Satisfaction. A hint of release. But instead, he felt nothing. Her mouth was warm, wet, eager—but there was no fire in it. No spark. No real connection. Just another woman desperate to say she had been with Kane Shawn. The underground champion. The undefeated god of the ring.

Julie stated. “Of course. I’m Leah, and I have worked various roles in my working career. Most of them have been within data inputting and admin type roles. Over the years through various roles, I have undertaken additional work to help others along with also studying a business degree through work for business admin. Personally, I have moved away from home and back again a couple of times depending on my personal circumstances. I have a few interests outside of work that help me unwind in my spare time, such as country walks and journalling.”

"I'm sorry Mr. Khumalo but Khloe is unavailable today. Her grandmother died and she went to her funeral last week but over here is Katie. She was brought in from one of the country clubs up north a few days ago and everyone says she's just a peach." I stood up straighter and forced a polite smile on my face as Lesedi and the older man who I guessed ran most of the course walked up to me. Lesedi wasn't actually that bad-looking. With high cheekbones and a slim figure, he did look like a lady's man. "Hi, Mr. Khumalo. I'm Katie Johnson," I chirped in an American accent. Lesedi's eyes wandered over my form and there was no mistaking the eagerness that slipped into his posture and unlike Luca, hi