Leilani Brooks Novels & Stories

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

Maya broke down in tears. She felt that her world was falling apart, and for the first time, she felt like she was better off dead. "Haha Maya Brown, you are too naive. Who do you think you are for Mark to even care about you? You are just an orphaned girl who is pitiful." "Let me tell you, we have been together with Mark for five years now. I'm his destined luna. He was just pitying you that is why he decided to pretend that he loved you." Lily said.

She firstly took off the dress and wore some cozy tracksuit. Walked to the Living room to watch tv. “Edgardo Di Costa, the billionaire Bachelor, has been spotted with busty blonde businesspartner, Mary Bradshaw.” Leilani stood in front of the Tv for a moment, angry engulfing her in great, greedy waves. What else was there to do? “Oh you're back, Have you—” when Vincenzo walked in Leilani quickly switched of the tv. “Huh?” She acted as if things were normal. He gave a reassurance look. “What's on Tv?”

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.

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

m Leilani scoffed and walked towards the washroom. Of course he won't come back early. They were probably celebrating the return of the heir. After easing herself, Leilani went back inside the room and sat down at the edge of the bed. She couldn't go back to sleep so she grabbed her phone and logged into her Twitter account. Ever since she got married to Dylan her followers have skyrocketed. Some of them genuinely love her while some are just following her to know what she was up to.

At least the kind of smile that was unfiltered and pure, now she smiled all the time. It was nice to see her happy, it was much different from the way she had been when she first came. I just hoped one day Leilani could reach that level of happiness. I could understand now why my brother had been so difficult to deal with Brook. Dealing with a female that has been through a lot was hard to do. One wrong move could set them back or cause them to want to run. It hasn’t been long since Leilani arrived, so maybe this contract thing was still necessary to give her time to adjust to me.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

Leilani looked at them, alerted. King Marciais looked at Leilani and said smilingly, “Oh, yeah. She’s quite the eye candy. I’ll need a maid on this journey, so you’ll do.” “A maid?” Leilani frowned. She was the Angel Race’s Princess, a high and mighty existence. How would she be willing to serve as someone’s maid? James said, smiling, “You’re chance to rise has arrived, Leilani. You should agree quickly.” “Get lost, or I won’t show any mercy.” Leilani’s face darkened.

“You're probably wondering what it is that I'm doing with you right now, and I'll just come out and say it without beating around the bush.” Leilani didn’t touch the menu. If it were possible, she held her breath, fingers clutching the white plastic bag, so that her fingers would not lose circulation. She barely touched the table at all—her palms hovered above the linen surface as though afraid she might stain it, break it, or be accused of something for simply existing near it. The waiter had left them moments ago, but she hadn't moved—still waiting for the other shoe to drop when Lennon finally told her why it was that he was there.