Loyalty Lisa Scottoline Novels & Stories

Lisa asked as she grabbed a towel and a washcloth from the shelf on the wall and set them on the floor by the shower stall. Since she offered, Tony couldn't help but hug her from behind, as he snaked his arms around her and ran his hands up her chest. 'So smooth and soft!' He thought to himself as he breathed in the scent of her shampoo and her perfume. After that, he swore never again. Dillon deserved his loyalty. He would never know about Lisa and he, neither would Ethan. Tony was happy for Ethan. The loveable, naive dope found an awesome girl and he deserved it. They would surely help keep each other on the right path.

I've been married to Federico Moretti for four years, and the entire time, we've lived in a run-down basement. He works three jobs, all to save up money to buy me a house filled with morning sunlight and make it our home. So when the doctor gives me my diagnosis, all I can think about is how I'm about to become a burden to him. When I get home, Federico is crouched in front of a leaking pipe, wrapping tape around it. He looks up and spots the hospital envelope in my hand, his expression darkening. "Sera, how many times have I told you? Those white coats are all crooks. Look at Alfredo's mom. She had a whole bunch of tests done and spent all that money, only to get better after drinking

When people finally started to leave, we’d already been here for nearly three hours. This was only supposed to last an hour and I was starving. Mak searched for something in her bag as we headed for the lobby. “We should go to Olive Garden tonight.” “I want fried pork chops,” I said as I watch a lady and a girl walk up to us. “Ms. Mitchell, a word please?” the lady asked. “Sure. How can I help you?” Mak asked with a smile.

Stacy's Point of View While waiting for the meeting with the business team of Antoine Laurent, Amielle just couldn't stop talking about their perfumes and how lucky I am to be their ambassador. I just listened to her as if I were really interested. I can't just pop her happy bubble right now; she's just too excited.

“To the man who had thrown you way… I find it sweet that you think that you can redeem yourself this way. Do you think that he would look at you the same way for bothering?” Her voice wasn’t mocking. It was amused. Dark. Hungry. Hungry for power… power that I knew she now possessed… power that was too great, even for her. “Lisa…” I breathed. “I’m impressed,” she continued, running a finger across the dresser. “I didn’t think that you would be more loyal to him. You know, given the fact that you two go around calling yourselves blood and family… you don’t seem to act like it very much.”

She’s intelligent, witty, and has been her greatest support that helped her to achieve all that she has right now. Lisa doesn’t just see Anna as a guard, but a friend and sister. Anna knows all of her secrets, yet would never rat her out. If she lost such a person, where would she get another loyal one like Anna? She gritted her teeth and finally spoke up. “I don’t know where Anamika is. I have nothing to do with Anamika!” She yelled. Asher’s lips raised and he applied pressure on his wrist. Seeing that he won’t let Anna go, Lisa quickly searched her mind for something and finally an idea came. She tugged at the rope on her black night robe and the thin cloak loosened to reveal her endorsed

Lisa rolled down the window, her eyes red and puffed. "What?" Hunter flashed her a dimpled smile. "Hello ma'am. Would you be so kind as to show me the way to Lyn Corporation?" ****************** Lisa was having one of the worst days in her life. It was not just about the fact that someone had gotten to Leo Morris, or about the violent way he was murdered. She didn't care about the bastard. He deserved whatever he got. Lisa was affected because she was now convinced the elimination list was no joke.

Milady, I know you don't know me and probably will never know me or hear from me after this, but there is something you need to know. My name is Scarlet and I am a bar wench down by the taverns. Your Austin talks about you often, and I know many things about you. The reason I do is because he has slept with me time and again while he was looking for you and assumed you never wanted to see him again. He has no intention of telling you any of this for fear that you will never trust him again. I hope you get all that you deserve, milady. Scarlet

The wicked middle-aged woman was obviously taking advantage of Lady Margaret’s courtesy and obliviousness at her advantage. They were not particularly in good terms, neither were they in bad terms. Carlotta had appeared only after the death of Savrina and not the other way around. Lady Margaret were liberal enough, a trait she inherited from being a tea merchant, to put away the past and accept change. If Carlotta had appeared on Landon’s life when Savrina was still alive, surely, Carlotta would be long loathed by the Andersons. Given how much Lady Francesca tried to cover up everything on her own, Lady Margaret had nothing hold against the unexpected visitor.

Even knowing Mike came from an influential family, he didn't treat him any differently. Seeing that I had managed to get Scott here, Mike immediately flashed me a thumbs-up. I returned the smile, then turned back to Scott. "There are too many distractions here. I'm sorry about that. How about I take you somewhere quieter so we can talk properly?" Scott nodded without hesitation. He was willing to be patient for my sake. After witnessing how Quinton and Andrea had just tried to humiliate me, it was obvious where his sympathies lay. He patted my hand and said warmly, "Lisa, I don't care who your boss is. I care about you. This 100-million-dollar investment is happening because of you."