Leticia Adams Novels & Stories

Damon: I stood in the middle of my office, pacing like a caged animal. My hands were clenched into fists at my sides, my thoughts spiraling into something sharp and wild. To say that I was livid, that I was furious, that I was angry, would be an understatement to what I was feeling. She went. She actually went. Sienna De Luca, the woman who gave birth to my daughter, the woman who now resided under my roof, had defied me and left for a job interview.

“Hold on, okay? Hold on.” Not now, not now. Tears flowed from her eyes, she can't die just like that. Just when they knew the truth. Everybody went silent. They gathered around the priestess of Virsathen and the great elf witch. “There’s no need.” The witch held onto Inwë’s hand to stop her. “I have already finished the Creator’s task for me. I finally found you, the witch heiress and my niece. I know Estelel is happy, wherever she maybe. Her soul can now be freed from the Virsathen. I may now rest my soul.”

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

JJ shows Daniel into my mother’s sitting room. “Hi Mr Fields, please call me Lily.” I narrow my eyes at JJ who blushes. I should really take what I can get, at least Lillian is not, Miss Blackwood. I shake Daniel’s outreached hand. “I wouldn’t be comfortable with Lily; may I call you Miss Blackwood?” he asks politely “No, you may not” his eyebrows shoot up in surprise, “Okay. Lily.” I smile. “This is Lucas Craven.” “Mr Craven is fine.” I narrow my eyes and roll my eyes at Luke. Men! JJ starts to leave.

“Funny you say that, considering Adams only married me because he didn’t want Chelsea. Do you remember her? That chubby little girl he once loved? He left her, humiliated her, just to marry me. And why? Because you encouraged it. Because you thought Chelsea wasn’t good enough for your precious son.” Marina’s breath caught, a shadow passing across her face. “Don’t you dare bring that girl’s name into your mess,” she snapped. “Chelsea had nothing to do with your betrayal. She is a far better woman than you’ll ever be.” Sandra laughed bitterly. “Better? Maybe. But Adams still left her. He chose me. Whatever you think of me, Marina, I’m the one wearing the ring, not Chelsea. And you can’t erase

As soon as the press conference started, Nathan began to make a few statements about the recent events. "For starters, Miss Hilda Adams and I are not divorced. We have a harmonious relationship and a daughter. We even plan to have a second child. As for the speculation of Hilda's identity, I hereby announce that Miss Adams is also Maya Damien, the daughter of the late Adrian Damien and Connie, chairwoman of Frimpong Energy and Technology. Three years ago, she and I were injured from being trampled by a group of crazy fans. Later on, she went abroad to find her biological mother, Ms. Connie, and changed her name."

Adams, who seemed provoked asked. Luciana went closer to Adams and said to him, "I know very well, that you are up to something boy, your sudden wealth does not impress me at all, you can fool every other person, but you can never fool me," she said emphatically and walked away from him letting out an unpleasant laugh.

The next day, I sat in the pre-booked restaurant. I had been waiting for a long time and was already famished, but he never showed up. I opened my phone wanting to urge Ayden. If he wasn't sincerely coming to celebrate our anniversary, he could have just said so instead of keeping me waiting here. After several unsuccessful attempts to reach him by phone, I picked up my phone again and noticed a message in the workgroup. It was a statement from an anonymous account. "Leticia's been cozying up to Mr. Baldwin, trading on her looks to climb the ladder. Disgusting how some exploit their way to the top."

She made sure I got everything I needed, even with the financial burden of having to provide for her parents too. One evening, we sat in her little living room, watching our favourite reality show, which was suddenly interrupted by the news at 7pm. I frowned, my frustration evident before I slowly wheeled myself towards the room, only to halt halfway as the channel news popped up. The anchor’s voice came through, loud and firm. “The headlines today — Businessman Damon Adams, CEO of Adams Holdings, tied the knot earlier today with Camilla Hayes, the stunning model and younger sister of his ex-wife, Clara Hayes.”

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.