Kayla Santiago の小説・ストーリー

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

She asked “Yes it is and don’t you hate the fact you have suffered so much because of Damien? Use this, it’ll kill him and you’ll get justice for yourself and the pain you’ve gone through your whole life.” Layla said and Ariel stared at her… being shocked was the worst understatement to describe how she felt.

“Wait, what? Lila as in Morgana's daughter? The latest talent at Raven Media that you’re helping groom now?” Kayla nodded, leaning in closer. "Yes, I overheard her chatting on the phone with a friend, I think. She mentioned the name Henry Stanford, saying that he’s still her absolute, all-time crush.” My eyebrows shot up. “Oh, my gosh! Are you serious?” “Completely,” Kayla said, her eyes wide with excitement. “She also said that she's keeping tabs on him. She can't help it; she's used to still following him around.”

“and my youngest son, Luca. “Good afternoon,” I greeted, my head down. “A pleasure to meet you all, especially you, Anaya. I am Dante, the oldest as of present,” he leaned, took my hand and kissed the back of my palm, “and these are my siblings, Raffaele, Nico, Leonardo, Adrian and Serena, our youngest,” he gestured to each of them. “It is a pleasure to meet you, too” After that, the afternoon went on smoothly. Then a crash, cups and plates breaking, refreshments spilled and the maids they loked utterly horrified.

Kiara tilted her head while putting her elbow on the table leaning on her fist. "Yea. But if you excuse me, I have to visit the restroom." He looked at me before heading towards the bathroom. "I'll head to the ladies' too." I said. "Sure sure. I'll be at the dance floor." Kiara winked. I chuckled and left. As expected, he was waiting for me at the second floor. "Carmen Santini. The world's best assassin, niece of the Mexican Mafia, Blood Dragon." He smirked. "And Brian Garcia. Mexico's top criminal. " I crossed my arms.

"What?" Shantelle asked, utterly bemused. "Sarah Kate?" "Yes, Sarah Kate. My sister designed the dress you are wearing," Kaleb revealed proudly. "Sarah Kate is my twin." Shantelle leaned back in her seat. She figured the designer Sarah Kate must have carried her married name. She clarified, "Sarah Kate is a Wright?" "Yes, she is. She married Carlos Ronaldo, the tennis superstar, and that's why she carries a different last name," Kaleb explained.

My mom winked at me. Lucian just chuckled at this exchange. "Mom. This is Lucian. Lucian, my mom." I introduced them. "Good to see you, Lucian." Mom grinned like a little girl who had been offered candy. "You too, Mrs. Morgan." "Kyla. Just call me Kyla." Mom corrected. "Happy birthday, sunshine," Lucian whispered in my ear before pecking my cheeks. I think I was competing with a tomato at that point, in front of everyone.

He hoped and he prayed that Justin Santiago wasn’t a cheater. He wasn’t a cheater. Justin Santiago was a lot of things, but he wasn’t a cheater. He got a lot of advances right after his wedding to Gianna, from a lot of women in her class, some of her bridesmaids—heck even her cousin Clarice sent him a message wanting to talk once.

She knew exactly what she was doing. Kayla was in Vermont Pack, and she came here to announce herself. But why? And mostly. “What the hell just happened?”

"Good. Talk." Kyle swallowed hard, adjusting his collar as he scrambled to pull up his iPad. "Right. The target. Her name is Kianna Myst Saavedra. She’s twenty-one, a student at the University of Cavite, and she’s working three different part-time jobs just to stay afloat." I frowned. "Her family has money."