Novel & Cerita Kristen Ashley

I tried my best to replied Ashley gave me a bottle of water, "Hey, it's okay, here, take your time." After I calmed down, I looked back at her, she was sitting with me outside, just staring at the view. I said, "Thanks. I've been quite...harsh to you, I'm sorry about that." "It's fine." She smiles, "I just realized how much Kristina might mean to you." I denied, "She's not...someone important." Ashley chuckled, "Sure." I insisted, "It's true!" Ashley showed the polaroid she took earlier and then takes it back, she continued, "Then will it be okay for Kevin and Kristina to be together?"

branny said and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks, but she faced the ground so that they won't see the blush on her cheeks. " you're always in pants and jacket, and no one will ever thought that you could be this beautiful in skirt and crop top" xendra said and dream scoffed, they all shot him a glare and he just ignored their glares and walked out of the sitting room. " how I wish I could slap that scoff off his face I would be really grateful, he just too cold for my liking" Alexis said through gritted teeth " can we at least go, am already suffocating in this tight skirt Mr Lee bought for me already" she said and walked to the SUV limousine which was outside waiting for them. she sat a

She did not want to waste her chance roasting the man who cheated on her best friend. "You mean you're that Ash-" "Yes... He's that Ashton Grey. The one that owned that big fashion company. AG Atelier, remember? The company used to hold a lot of design contests for art students before. Ashley and I used to participate in those contests before and we often told you that, you know... What a turn of events, Ashley ended up marrying the owner of that company," Hana kept roasting the guy harshly.

I GRIPPED THE DOORKNOB, turned it slowly, and pushed the door open. Except for a pair of white stockings from mid-thigh down, Ashleigh was stark naked. She lay amid a mountain of pillows with her arms thrown back over her head and her legs cocked outward at the knees. Half a dozen lighted candles scented the room and provided the only light. The sight of her took my breath away. She looked like a movie star—Julia Roberts in person, naked.

“She is my girlfriend, not yours. And I know what she likes.” Natasha shrugged again. She was clearly indifferent to the irritation and annoyance he was feeling. “I was just making an observation. So, what does Ashley like?” Nicholas groan. “Oh God! Do you ever take a break?” he wondered. Natasha gave a smug grin. “As long as it pisses you off, of course not. I don’t take a break.” He opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by Ashley’s entrance. She was dressed in a pink strapless gown that stopped mid-thighs.

If Adolf wanted to speak with her personally, it meant the situation was more serious than she’d thought. Christine stepped into the grand lobby of BTG Industries, her every movement calculated for effect. Dressed in a pastel chiffon dress with delicate lace detailing, paired with subtle pearl earrings and nude heels. The ensemble gave her an air of innocence, a stark contrast to the ruthless allegations circulating in the media. Her hair fell in loose waves, and her makeup was light, accentuating her natural beauty. Heads turned as she made her way through the pristine marble lobby, the soft swish of her dress whispering against the polished floor. The scandal might have dented her public i

laughed Christine. "In case you haven't noticed, Christine, I'm not exactly beating them off with a stick. I can't suddenly show up with a tiny red dress that shows off all sorts of treats that men like in women. I'm stuck with these," lamented Ashley as she briefly hefted her small breasts. "I haven't conducted any "interviews" yet in my entire high school career and it doesn't look like that's going to change. That is unless you introduce me to your fairy god mother that transformed you from our conservative valedictorian to a smoking hot seductress."

Then, the door swung open once more, revealing an agitated Ashley. "Hailey, how could you?" Ashley shrieked, dramatically pulling at her rumpled hair. Ashley Lincoln, a social media sweetheart, was famous for her blog and always made a point of flaunting her achievements in Hailey's face. But this time, Ashley appeared as a hot mess—still beautiful even with her mussed blonde hair, but a mess nonetheless.

Ashley's voice barely came out as a whisper but she was able to get her. "Oh! For something... You don't know how much this means to me" The lady pressed on. She smiles. "I do, Ms... So much and more". Silent reign for a long time. "Miley... Miley Cruse" she introduced herself. "Ashley... Ashley Zoryana" Ashley said. "She's such an adorable little princess" she smiles, "my pumpkin" Miley smiles at her sweet compliment. "I know right, she's all I've got" there was so much in her eyes that Ashley could tell and more.

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.