Kimora Lee Simmons Young Novels & Stories

“Gross.” “If he were here, and you’d hadn’t met him yet, he might have latched onto Amanda, Bri, or even Kirsten.” Kimia’s eyes strayed over to Simon Jones across the gym. He was laughing and stretching with his girlfriend, Kirsten Moss. Her eyes began to rake over Simon’s buff body. I shook my head at her. “You need a new crush.” “Probably, but he’s just so,” Kimia sighed, “attractive.” I snapped my fingers in front of her face. “Hey!”

Someone POV "Have you found any information on her yet?" A man sitting in a swivel chair asked. He is so serious and very sophisticated. "As of now, I already have some of her information." "Fire." "Her true name is Kimora Hestia De Mixa Galvez. She's 19 years old and her birthday is December 24th. She's now living with her fiance." "Fiance ?!" "Yes sir. Zyron Cosmian and Maddison have a contract. I mean Maddison sell her daughter to Zyron to pay all their debts."

Simon's eyes are shocked to the fullest. “Whoa! Rowman! Inc-c-credible!” “I know, right?” Rowan scratches his head with a nervous giggle. “Your missy…” Simon squinted his eyes at me. “May I know your name?” “I'm Naya. Naya Yorke.” I utter body. Elsie, you'll have to pay for this. “Beautiful name! Beautiful face!” Simon showers me with praises. I'm flabbergasted. But the idea of continuing this drama once Elsie gives up control makes me cringe.

The public’s curiosity was piqued, their phones lighting up with teasers for products that hadn’t even hit the shelves yet. Then, on the eleventh day, Tamara walked through the door as a model. Her recent engagement to the youngest of the Simone family had sent shockwaves through the high-class society. At Harry Simone’s birthday bash, she’d gone from background beauty to being the headline news, and now, the Simones, notorious for running the nation’s underworld with an iron fist, suddenly had a reason to take an interest in Zella’s little startup. Tamara’s presence gave them instant credibility.

He chuckled, and I punched him playfully at his side. "Kim isn't my only idol." I retorted, and I shifted on the bed. "Some of the BTS members are too, like Park Jimin. His dance steps were inspiration for me too. Music and dance works together. Including Coco Jones who acted Let it Shine." Leo was gazing at me, a smile grazing up his lips. I wondered what was funny for he kept looking at me in amused manner. I rubbed my feet together as I felt a little uneasy under his gaze.

She wanted to think of herself as a dependable person. They reached a gate. It had no lock, so Simone slid it open with no difficulties. There was a rancid smell in the air, which Kiera ignored, but it tickled her nostrils and almost made her gag. Simone looked around quickly. She was light on her feet, and Kiera was blown away by her speed and abilities. She had never seen her move so fast.

he asked like a curious kid with a small pout visible on his plump lips. "I've my ways," I said shrugging it off. "So, I'm Mia Sherin," I introduced, looking at him dauntingly. Because of some stupid reason, I can't seem to trust him. Well, when have I trusted someone? "I'm Lee Jimin" he smiled warmly causing his eyes to vanish. No wonder fangirls are swooning over him. The guy has an indulgent smile. "I know," I said and swished past him towards my study table.

"…until she transferred to our high school. We were juniors. "That's just fucking seventeen years old. Now I know that was young, but you know what? When you're seventeen, you know everything. Her name was—is—Tessa. She had the most beautiful light-chocolate skin. Her grandma was from Jamaica. She didn't have to work at her looks either. She had the genes, an amazing combination of exotic and all-American." Kimbra's blue eyes are now dry as she turns her hand palm up and we intertwine our fingers.

she said. I forgot to say that she is my executive assistant. Well, meet me, Kimberly Lee, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Lee. I'm beautiful, smart, kind but crazy in the sense that you can't mess with me cause you will get the beating of your life. I'm singer and very popular in new York, LA and other places. I really need to get out of bed or I might receive a hearful from Kathie. Alfred's POV I yawned as I opened my eyes and my eyes went to the bitch lying beside me. I hissed as I tapped her and she opened her eyes.

Simon whispered. “Simon!” I said, shocked. “You said any question,” he chuckled. “Well, let’s just say you would not be disappointed,” I smirked. “Disappointed in what?” I heard a voice behind me and turned to see Nathan standing there with his hand in his pocket, looking like a GQ model. “Ummmm,” I uttered. “I wouldn’t be disappointed in the Broadway show, Phantom of the Opera,” Simon quickly said. “Oh,” Nathan said. “Yes, I was just telling Simon about Kimmy’s Broadway show,” I turned back to Simon and mouthed the words “thank you” silently.