Lady Julia Grey Series Novels & Stories

Or is all I just saw a hallucination? I stared at the lady with a blank expression, before walking away. -------- "And the funny thing was, the lady couldn't understand if Cilia is an angel or a devil, because look at her! She's always dressed in mourning clothes! You literally scared the poor lady!" Julia laughed, her blue hairs swinging back and forth. It had only been ten minutes since we came back 'home' and Julia had been filling Jason in about everything happened, including the fact that lady was pregnant and some of her own exaggerated stories like right now.

I said, leaning back in my chair, “you can speak up. We can deal with it before we leave.” Alex shot me a glance, his expression unreadable at first, then he sighed, his shoulders slumping like he was carrying the weight of the world. "It’s Julia." I didn’t say anything at first, just let him talk. I knew enough to understand when someone needed to unload. And sure enough, once he started, the words just spilled out. He told me everything, about how Julia had been dealing with her new guard—Gray ,who I had recruited to protect her . He was trying to push his boundaries, trying to dominate her, getting too close. No one gets close.

I trudged up the stairs before I opened the door, I heard Julissa’s muffled cry of something followed by the sound of a man’s grunts. Heat coursed through my veins and bile rose as I opened the door and turned on the light to see Julissa and Gray naked and tangled in the sheets. Julissa’s POV I stared up at Gray in horror as I felt him fill me up with his hot cum. “What the fuck, Gray?!” I shrieked as I pushed him off of me. “Fuck, Julissa. I thought… I thought you were Maddie.” He slurred. “Who the hell is Maddie? Are you fucking drunk?” I asked him angrily.

★★★ “Yes, it is undeniable why Liam Grey opted for this Polish model rather than Rilika Lawrence. She is attractive and sexy enough to snag the cover page," One model muttered, gaping at Jessica. Many of them enjoyed watching Jessica's confidence as she posed for the camera, but a handful of them were guffawed out of envy. “Is Liam Grey unable to look away from the model? I don't see him do anything but stare at the Polish model.” “Exactly how do you think you are about to see his eyes on the model when he is wearing black eyeglasses?” Jaizy spoke up when she felt the other models had been exaggerating about a scenario that she had no notion was possible.

“Lila Smith is now the wife of the late. Mr Damian? What is she doing here? What about Grey, her husband? I must get to the root of this! Brian thought invariably as he returned to his office. Stressed and worn out from the several meetings of the day, Lila flung herself on the sofa as soon as they got home. But Aunt Kendy wouldn't allow her to rest until she cleared her doubts. “Young Miss, have you only known that man through social media? Because the look on your face when having the conversation doesn't merge points.” Aunt Kendy inquired. Lila looked keenly into Aunt Kendy's eyes before confessing, “No, Aunty. I don't want barrister Joe to suspect that we've known each other so well. But

I'm in a black trench and no mercy. The address we were given leads us to a dingy church on the outskirts of town. Candles flicker in rows under broken stained glass. A man stands near the altar. He turns, and I recognize him. Julian Lareux. Older. Eyes hollow. But something about him says he hasn’t forgotten what war tastes like. “I was expecting someone else,” he said. “I’m not someone else.” He tilts his head. “You’re Raine Grey.” “And you’re the man who created Sierra Serrano.”

Laura stood at the door, holding a small notebook. "Yes?" Lily asked, voice low, a little tired. "Mr. Grey is here," Laura said, stepping aside slightly. Lily's brows furrowed immediately. "Mr. Grey?" she repeated, confused. She had no appointments with him. She had already told Mia to cancel everything today. So why was Jacob here now? Before she could question further, a tall figure filled the doorway. Jacob Grey. His presence was heavy, polished as always, his tailored suit catching the soft office light. He wore that confident smile, the kind that made people forget to breathe for a second.

" Julia asked sarcastically. Joey had expected that things wouldn't go smoothly. However, she didn't expect Uriah to get involved. Uriah's cheeks turned red from indignance. He refused to be outdone. "You say I want to act like a couple with her, but someone here had abused Mr. Gray's reputation to promote herself since joining the program team. "It's a pity that Mr. Gray only has eyes for Ms. Linton. He never appears with anyone else." His words sliced through Julia like a knife. She was furious. She wanted to grab the orange from Uriah's hand and throw it at Joey's face.

Mrs Atlas, an elderly, beautiful, and vibrant lady, was preparing for the night when the maid, Gracia rushed into the living room; her eyes widened with so much horror. " Ma'am... Jully is outside... Crying " At these words, Salina chuckled. " You must be mistaken. My daughter is obviously with her husband. It's late. Why will she even be here? " Her question didn't last for minutes before the door opened, and Julian walked into the living room with her traveller's and duffel bags as well.

She thought aloud. She got up from the bed, and since she got into Grey's room, she was finally able to notice the details his room entails. She noticed his walls were a color of dark grey, and the long armchair was an ash color leather. The floors were made of marbles, and the huge curtains draped on the windows were ash grey in color. The room was wide and spacious, and his closet area was grey too, and so was the drawer at the side of the bed. She noticed the bedsheets of the bed was grey ash and the bedstand, dark grey. The center rug in the room was of grey ash. She shook her head as a slight smile tugged at the corner of her lips. Was he liking and using these colors because of his nam