Lorna Morello の小説・ストーリー

LORENA {MY CEO BABY} WILL BE ON HOLD UNTIL AFTER BOTH BOOKS ARE COMPLETED. PEACE!!!

Lily! No! Anthea Morin!

She stood up at once and ended the live broadcast. She turned to me. “What leukemia? I didn’t arrange that question. Did you bribe those journalists?” Before I could speak, Derek lowered his eyes and tugged at her sleeve. “Jaime, all the viral posts are attacking me. They call me a homewrecker who ruined your marriage, but I knew you first…” Because of the live broadcast, many people online insulted Derek and called him a shameless homewrecker who lived off women. Jaime’s face grew darker. She forgot the journalists’ questions and grabbed my still‑healing arm.

an unfamiliar voice greeted. "Giovanni, Pablo, Rafael! It's good to see you again," Andrea replied before three strangers appeared in the kitchen. "And who's this?" one asked instantly seeing me behind the counter. He was clearly Hispanic but obviously wanted me to understand what he was saying and could tell I was more likely to understand English. "Ah!" Andrea said his eyes lighting up. "This is my new bitch. Ella Jones, Luna of Alpha Leonardo Loren." "Loren's mate..." one said eyeing me. "Good catch, Andrea. But I've heard about her. Doesn't she give the Alpha a run for his money? Always running away, disobeying, talking back...ect..."

Noah pointed at the short profile of designer Morel's Apparel. With a flat face, Acelon resumed his steps to enter the ballroom. It's useless he keeps guessing with his deadlocked mind. It would be better if he entered, then saw it with his own eyes. Is it true that Morel's Apparel designer is... a woman who's always been harassing his life? "Acelon!!!"

The other waitresses watched with bitter eyes as she slipped in and out of the VIP lounge, her smile lingering longer than necessary and her presence glowing brighter than it had any right to. “She gets the billionaire table?” Lola hissed, her voice dripping with disbelief and rage. She adjusted her corset top for the fourth time that night, her foundation melting slightly from the kitchen heat and fury combined. “I can’t believe it. I put on lashes for this job tonight. Lashes! I walk around in heels so high my knees tremble—and the wretch who wears flats gets the VIPs? Those guys must be blind.”

I could hear in my own words just how arrogant I sounded. “My name is Beta Devon, Luna.” He bowed his head once more. “Alpha, Beta, Luna… I feel like I have stepped into some cheesy Greek teenage fantasy drama! I didn’t want any of this, you know. The titles. The turning into a wolf the moment the full moon appears.” I couldn’t help myself. I was acting like a petulant child. But I just didn’t care. My life had taken a complete turn, and all I wanted was to get back on the tracks I was on. Everything just came bubbling out.

"I'm sorry Alpha, but Luna Georgina is pregnant and she is almost two months gestation ,if I inject her with anything she could die and the puppy she is expecting" "Get out of here, GET OUT!!!, you are no longer of any use to me". "She is pregnant by him, by that asshole who stole from me what I wanted the most, that baby should have been mine, she should be mine but now she won't be mine or anyone else's".

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

Chapter Four “This is Elaine, Alpha Jacob’s daughter.” He said with a warm smile. I stayed silent but deep down my heart was erupting the flames of sadness. “I am Freya, Alexander’s wife.” She said with a warm smile stretching out her hand for a handshake. I didn’t need the goddess help to know that she was sounding the alarm that he belongs to her. I forced a smile but I had no time to accept the handshake, her hands were suspended in the air. This may seem so rude, but at this point I didn’t care.