Lotm Audrey Novels & Stories

the saleslady replied as she placed the jewelry back before retreating to look for suitable gift items. Audrey was still searching for the perfect present when she received several notification dings from her phone. "Excuse me," She muttered to the salesperson who nodded in response as she began pulling her phone from her bag. Audrey's expression was neutral as she unlocked the screen, wanting to see who had messaged her. But upon tapping on the text from a rather strange number, Audrey's heart sank. The texts revealed images of her husband, Theodore, seated at a well-known luxury restaurant, gazing affectionately at another woman while holding her hand—The kind of look that should be solely

Suddenly, The door opened, and I stood still as Audrey’s face and body popped in, closing the door. Her eyes swept across my room. It was different from hers. Although hers was still big, mine was bigger. It was one of the deals. “So I’m here. What’s the problem?” She asked as she finally settled her eyes on me, crossing her hands underneath her breast and propping her cleavage up for me to see. And it was at this moment, as my eyes settled on half her breast spilling out of her dress, I forgot all I wanted to say. And another plan was propping into my brain. “Lock the door.”

I can only squeak out my anger. “You must have really fought them. The auctioneers have you really doped up. I hope you hurt one of them. They are brutal,” Lettie says. “My name is Renae Dufrene. My husband is Lester Dufrene. He will come for me. When he does I will help you,” I say to her. “Lester Dufrene is your husband?” Lettie asks me. She is confused, I can tell by her voice. “Yes, I am married to Lester,” I say hoarsely. My voice continues to crack. My throat hurts from talking, maybe from screaming. Maybe it is the drugs that are making me hoarse. I am so thirsty.

Not a hint of warmth. I tried to hold myself steady. Even though my body was trembling, I forced a smile. “N-Nice meeting you,” I said, trying not to stutter. “I’m Audreyian Audrey Watson… Gibson. But you can just call me Audrey.” Her eyes narrowed. “What family are you from?” Crap. “You must be very special,” she added slowly. “My son married you in such a rush.” She turned to look at him. “Right, Jazper Ray?”

This was Buck. He didn't look up. "Help you?" "My name is Audrey," I said, the prepared words drying in my throat. "Eleanor Richards was my mother." The polishing stopped. He set the obsidian down with a soft click. He lifted his head. His eyes were the blue of a gas flame, shockingly bright in his weathered face. They scanned me, head to toe, a swift, merciless assessment. "Figured you'd come someday. Sooner than I'd hoped." His voice was a dry rasp, like stones grinding together. "Door's locked. Leave it that way."

Returning was not wise. But she had plans unknown to Owen. She learned from Owen that Thiago had completely broken up with Veronica and would never reconcile. So she reignited her hope, hurried back to Hemsworth, and prepared to start her pursuit plan! Having nothing to do today, Audrey invited Jasmine to her house. Audrey was spoiled and arrogant, thinking she was incredibly beautiful. So she looked down on the rich girls in Hemsworth. But she got along well with Jasmine, for one reason only. She was the daughter of the Anderson family.

When we reached Tower One, Carly was already waiting outside. “Carly!” Audrey waved excitedly. Carly looked stunning in a halter drape mini dress, her long, fair legs on full display. I thought to myself, I’m in for a challenge. It felt like I had to protect these two… but then again, judging by Scarlett’s moves earlier at the hotel, I knew she could hold her own. Audrey, meanwhile, was also in a mini dress, covered in the front but completely bare at the back. I sighed. She’s going to catch pneumonia later.

she said; he snatched the money, kisses her cheek lightly and left without a Thank you Audrey sat on the bed staring at the door. She happened to be a very rich lady who owns a very large boutique in town, she lived alone in a big duplex but her problem was, dating a guy too young for her. She walked into her bathroom and came out in 20mins and changed into a nice dress, picked up her car keys and left the room; she walked into the sitting room and saw Nkechi the maid cleaning the house “Nkechi” she called

She struggled to keep the euphoria that was bursting inside of her, as she curbed the urge to cling to Zoe and hug her tightly for relieving her of such bill without thinking twice. “Here is your bag, ma'am,” the lady interrupted them and presented the diamond-embedded bag to Audrey, whose heart almost melted with deep excitement the moment the bag touched her hands. It was pure and precious. It was truly hers. Now, she would show and make her friends swoon. “Have a nice day, ma'am. Thank you for your patronage,” the lady, with a broad grin, directed her pleasantries to Zoe, whom Audrey's eyes did not miss. It made her bitter because of her pride which had been injured.

She doubted he would be able to locate her this time. Louella wore a black sheath dress and a light brown coat; she paired it with low and comfortable strappy sandals. She put on stud earrings and left her waist-length hair to fall. She stepped out of her room with her travelling bag and went to Jack's room. He was fully dressed and was playing on the carpet with some toys. Rose was in the room with him when she saw her. She took Jack's travelling bag from the room and left. It was five am in the morning. She had successfully taken care of everything last night and could not fall asleep, which resulted in her tossing and turning on the bed all night. She was sure she had eye bags.