Lesley And Harley Mga Nobela at Kwento

The engine’s mechanical roar was the only sound in the desolate stretch of road, a sharp contrast to the chaotic turbulence in Leon Lee’s mind. Chloe Bishop leaned against the heavy silver Harley, the moonlight catching the arrogant tilt of her chin, and for the first time since the Reservoir Incident, she felt truly alive. She wasn't just a wife or a CEO; she was a force of nature on two wheels.

"Harley...are you trying to break my marriage, honey?" Lesley chuckled at the conversation that she heard upon concentrating her senses. The car was disappointedly parked outside the cafe. Meanwhile, everyone else was preparing to raid the manufacturing unit Jacob found in the outskirts of the city. "...And Lesley has to shoot the canisters down. We have thick bullets and everything else. Lesley?" Jacob called her name. The woman was chuckling to herself by the side which wasn't appreciated by the alpha in the room. He was discussing the plan! "Sorry. I heard you, Jacob. I'll shoot them without the gun as well." Cheryl lifted an eyebrow.

Harley exclaimed. “She’s just having a few drinks with Young Master Lee, Westin.” “It’s not like you’re losing anything.” “It’s your honor to have Young Master Lee treat your girlfriend to a meal!” “Besides, he’s a good friend of our family! Don’t you trust him?” Harley rolled her eyes. “Don’t worry, I’ll just follow Henley to make sure she’s safe. Is this good enough for you?”

Lesley who just entered the room gasped upon hearing my words. "No way in hell! I know both of you are dying to meet each other but it's a big no. You have to wait." She scolded and walked closer. I look at Hailey with puppy eyes. I just want to meet Roy so that he could give me pacification. "Don't give me that look. Lesley is right." She cleared her throat, turning away. "You guys are so bad." I mumbled. "We know." Lesley laughed. Hailey smirked and asked, "Good Luck."

Rosalie said, Harley shook her head. "I don't believe that." "It's true," Rosalie insisted. "You're just a pawn in his game." Rosalie said, Harley glared at her. "I won't let you get in my way," Harley said, and she walked away from Rosalie, The tension between the Harley and Rosalie grew as Rosalie continued to scheme against Harley, She spread rumors about her around the mafia kingdom and tried to turn the other members against her,

Lexie did not expect that today all her problems were solved so easily. Starting with Rafe and all the pillow talk they did until now their relationship has improved for the better. Then about Justin and his declaration of love at Folly Beach which turned out to be just part of the charade she didn't have to worry about. Then the scandal about her photos and Harley who was furious at her because she thought she had been hiding her relationship with Rafe from her. Harley suddenly came to her when she had just stepped into the classroom. Her face was filled with sadness and tears were almost spilling out. Harley apologized to her for all the bad things she did to her yesterday.

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.

I giggle and try pushing her aside but she follows me or rather glued to me like a leech. “Harley!!“ I call out and push her. She has such a beautiful smile. And plus I didn’t tell her I am a werewolf, and I am never going to. “Please let’s go”I add and tilt my head. She looks at me and makes funny faces. “Bye Dolly” she says and waves. Dolly is her parrot actually . The one thing Harley never plays with. Funny as it sounds, they sing together. Such a weirdo.

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?"

Just as these questions swirled in her mind, her phone buzzed. Her frayed nerves caused her to jump and bump her head on the roof of the car. She hesitated before answering. "Harley." She whispered in a weak voice. "Mother! Is everything ok? You sound... Off. Helena tooa shaky breath before responding. "Something bad has happened, Harley. Lee... Lee's dead" "What?" Harley gasped. "How? Who did..." Helena cut her daughter off. "I don't know, Harley. But take heed, baby girl. We can't make anymore mistakes because whoever did this is probably watching our every move."