Law Of Attraction Raeesah Novels & Stories

Aside from the obvious signs of stress, she was incredibly beautiful but her beauty was nothing like the airy feminine one that Maybelline was used to seeing all day at her job at the magazine. No, Raya's beauty was different…non-conventional, haunting, hooded, dark, fearsome, almost devastating. That caught the matriarch's eyes, she knew that the girl was the one, she just had to find a way to get the girl on board with her plan, she just had to manipulate her way into the girl's heart, manipulate the girl until she agrees. Maybelline was known to never take no for an answer, the girl…convincing her was her next challenge, one that she had to win, keeping her family's fortune in the family

“Yeah. You sent Rae the link. She forwarded it to me. Figured it’d help on the bad days.” Zara snatched it, unfolded it across her lap, and burrowed in immediately. “Killian Hale, you absolute legend. This is better than flowers. This is therapy in blanket form.” Rae appeared in the doorway, drying her hands on a dish towel, smiling soft and tired. “Told you he’d get it right.” I met her eyes. “I’m trying.” Zara waved a hand dramatically. “You two are disgusting. In the best way. Now go romance somewhere else so I can nap under my new security blanket.”

Chapter 7: High expectations In the quiet, early hours of the morning, Reese woke up to the sun peeking through her curtains. Her mind immediately replayed the events of the previous night: the celebration with Chelsea, the excitement about the opportunity Liam had offered, and the endless possibilities waiting for her. A surge of motivation washed over her, pushing her out of bed and into the shower. She needed to be ready; today was going to be a day of preparations. Dressed and ready, Reese made her way to her small home office, laptop open and notes sprawled out from previous projects. She started compiling ideas and strategies, jotting down every thought that crossed her mind. If she wa

“Because if this is some revenge fantasy that you have—” “Relax,” Raees interrupts, tone steady. “Take another sip of water. You look like you’re about to faint.” Cecelia doesn’t move. Raees exhales softly and leans back, her calculating eyes never leaving the other woman. “I’m not interested in revenge, not to you at least. I don’t have time for petty games. But I know what desperation looks like, Cecelia. I know what it feels like to crawl out of hell and do whatever you can to never go back. I am a businesswoman and it is my job to guage what is best for me and the people around me before making any decisions.”

"Almeida, I'm not the bad guy here. I'm here to help you. If you just cooperate then everything will be smooth. You can go see your sons and see what we can do if you can be acquitted of your charges." Silence reigned between them. "Tell me about T. Sawyer Group and your connection with De Rossis. I want an answer now, Almeida..." Keira asked grimly. Almeida frustratingly sighed. Her breath was still shaky. She closed her eyes and looked up at her. "No one in De Rossis knows about T. Sawyer Group. We were careful enough to hide it. Not even the police can trace us. T. Sawyer Group is actually a group of ghost lawyers that helps syndicates get away from their criminal charges. It's a careful

Raeesa said as soon as she entered the living room, “I can track anyone by their scent.” “That would be of great help.” “No way,” Arisha denied, “I don’t want you to risk yourself.” “She will be protected by the best of the best officers,” Zeba tried to assure her. “You heard her,” Raeesa said, “I won’t be in danger. Please, let me save Sikandar.” “Fine,” Ismail gave permission. Arisha wanted to protest but Ismail held her hand, “Every second counts, even if he’s an imbecile, we can’t let anything happen to our boy.”

He remained there even after it had finished removing her seatbelt. “I am just think--” Kraius lost his words as he shifted his gaze to Rhezi. He also swallowed a few times to calm himself to any thought. He was a lawyer but he seemed to be hypnotized by Rhezi's lips. Suddenly the taste of her lips on him returned to him. He wanted to taste all of it again. The electricity that seemed to flow within him and the strange feeling that he seemed to be cursed by Elves in the mound when they’re closer to each other.

Seira reappeared from the kitchen with a tray of drinks and placed it before them. Raisa was stunned, then looked at Clara with uncertainty. "Lara, you…" Clara nodded, "You came looking for me, there must be something..." Raisa scratched her head in confusion, but seeing the composed reaction of the ex-wife of the man who was now her ex-husband, she tried to explain. "A friend of mine recommended Rosster products, so I came here to offer advertising services for promotion. I'll buy three Rosster cosmetic packages as initial capital; is that possible?"

Everything was completely empty and numb now. 'You don't love me anymore? You want to divorce me and marry her instead? Fine! I will let you go and get exactly everything you wished and wanted for yourself, Cedric Hale… but mark my words carefully… you will regret this decision and choice for the rest of your entire life! You threw away the most precious treasure and gift God ever gave you… and now… you will watch silently while another man who actually appreciates, values, and truly loves me will cherish, treat, and worship me like a Queen exactly how I deserved and supposed to be treated all this time!

“Let’s get out of here, though, just in case someone happened to see.” They retraced their steps back the way they had come. Every time Leesa thought of Rave’s throw, she grinned. She wondered if she would ever stop being surprised by the things he could do. But then her thoughts turned more somber. She worried if Rave would one day grow tired of how normal she was. He had already told her that he had never been attracted to a human—there was probably a good reason for that. So why should she think she could hold his attention for any real length of time?