Novel & Cerita Leah Roberts

Something tells me that it must be his mistress that he left to see. Allen walked quietly into the room, it was my girlfriend's bar, so no security dared stop me, I just followed Allen straight inside the room. “How did it go?” I heard a young lady's voice. It sounded like my girlfriend Joan but that was impossible, she was visiting her grandmother for the holiday. “Guess who isn't getting a breakup,” Allen laughed loudly. “That bitch thought she could just break up with me and leave me broke, that was a wide idea.” “She would be at your mercy…it's only a matter of time before you are the one heading The Rodriguez's group,” the lady added.

They were probably still unhappy that someone so young was taking over the company. As Leah settled into her seat, I felt a surge of desire surge inside me. She was everything I ever wanted in a woman – smart, beautiful, confident, and determined. "You're looking at me weirdly," she said as she placed a sultry hand on my thigh and eyed me intensely. "What's going on?" I placed a hand on her cheek. "You look amazing, did I tell you that already?" "No, but you can say it now." "You look amazing, Leah Garcia. I'm one lucky man tonight."

"Scarlett." ******

He didn’t want to jeopardize that. The next day, Leah chopped off her long black hair, styled it into a short, shaggy cut, and borrowed Noah’s oversized hoodie and sneakers. With her face free of makeup and her voice rehearsed into a convincing baritone, she was ready. She applied for the job, and to her shock, she was invited for an interview. Two days later, Leah—or rather, “Leo”—arrived at a sprawling mansion. The estate was intimidating, with tall iron gates and perfectly manicured lawns. A woman in her late 40s opened the door, and ushered her in.

+++ That night she lay beside Leo in the dark and listened to his breathing slow. She was not going to stop. The plan with Victoria, the exhibition, all of it was still in motion and she was still in it. That had not changed and was not going to change. Roberta Alfred was still the obstacle and the obstacle still needed to be removed. But somewhere in the quiet of the past two days something had clarified inside her. Sharp and private and entirely her own. She had built this whole campaign around Leo. Around getting him back fully, getting the life back, restoring what Roberta’s existence had disrupted. She had factored Leo into every calculation, every risk, every line she had crossed.

He apologized. Not saying anything, Leo read through the content of the tablet. The caption read, “CELEBRITY FASHION STYLIST RUNNING A FINANCIAL RETIREMENT PLAN BETWEEN THE CEO OF ROBIN MOTORS AND SAN FRANCISCO FASHION STYLIST, ZAC LEWIS WITH HER SON, SINCLAIR."

“This meeting is for board members only. If you don’t leave this instant, I’ll call security.” Leah didn’t flinch. Instead, she tossed a file onto the glass table with a satisfying look. “Then call them,” she said calmly, looking unbothered. “But they’ll be escorting your son out, not me.” Vivienne blinked. “Excuse me?” “I own thirty percent of this company now. That makes me the highest shareholder in the room.” My mother stumbled backwards. “Pardon my manners, let me introduce myself…” Leah stepped back and slipped her arm into Aiden’s. “My name is Raven also known as Leah. Yes, the same woman who supposedly died five years ago. Surprise—I’m back. And I am here to take it all.”

Now this was Shania, the crazy wreck of a lady I somehow fell for. “You think I'm just gonna let you move on from me? I spent my years with you, I sacrificed my time for you, my life for you. You can't just blow me off, I deserve a second…” She went dangerously calm as she took a sudden pause and gulped heavily. “Remember our contracts, Alpha,” she said with scorn. “The buisness agreements we signed upon before I partnered and invested in your company. I could take it all away, I could pull out my investment. I am a shareholder anyway.”

I wanted to know more. “Are you coming in for the audition?” Louis asked, holding a piece of paper in his left hand. He looked like a real judge. “My name is Leah Craig a.k.a lily!!!!” Her smile was everything, so full of life, she was just so happy to be there. “So what role am I playing?” She asked curiously. “Grandma would like her,” I thought to myself. “My wife,” I responded.

The uniform was neatly folded with a black barrette on it. Her name was carved on a gold medal on the breast pocket the uniform and it read "Anna Lu : 18th Head Chief Of The Barettes. Anna looked at her name with pride. She started off as a girl from a village who ended up on a wheel chair and now she was here. The 18th head cheif of the Eve's Barettes! She had amazing and unique women under her. She collected the uniform with trembling hands and she really couldn't hide her emotions anymore as her tears fell freely.