Loyalty Lisa Scottoline の小説・ストーリー

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.

Taking a deep breath, she saw the comforting stare from Daisy before she made her way out to their table. Notepad and pen in hand she walked over to Scott’s table. Lilly felt the customers’ gazes on her. She approached the table. Lewis gave her a quick smile. She didn’t understand the change in the other men. He seemed to go from liking and hating her. His moods confused her. “What can I get you?” she asked, standing as far away from Scott as she could. “Don’t let another man touch you,” Scott said. “You don’t order me around, Scott. You gave up that right when you let that slut Lori touch you.”

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.

— I'm not talking about money, but about how much loyalty you could offer, to this poor man surrounded by women who want to take advantage of him — he commented sarcastically. — Is it necessary to sarcastically mention "women"? That's something I'm well aware of — I said, furrowing my brow. — Loyalty, Mrs. Lisa, I ask for loyalty. I'm not interested in those other women similar to my wife. Can you give me that? — He continued with his humorous sarcasm. — I'm not understanding you — I said, confused. — What I need from you is just loyalty. I've discovered that your heart is noble, that you are kindness and love. I want that from you. Do you want to enter my game?

“Lucia Voss is a powerful woman with a legacy. The owner of Voss elixirs , the most successful skincare brand here in Italy. Word has been going around that she wants to revive her family’s influence. We need a distraction . An alliance that gets people talking till we can fix this.” “Hmm.” I say, swirling the scotch. “So wine and dine her. Talk about brands and contracts. What does this have to do with me though? You want me to charm her into giving us her stocks? From what you have said, she doesn’t seem like the type to just hand them out like party favors.” I say, slightly amused. He gives me a sharp look that says he is irritated by my antics. “You’ll charm her granddaughter.” I pause.

“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 began, still smiling, “that I’m impressed. And…. jealous, actually. This loyalty of yours it’s rare.” Her eyes lingered on each of us once again, Katherine, unflinching. Lucien, his expression a careful mask. Lorenzo, sitting so still he looked carved from ice. Freya, whose hands rested neatly on her lap but whose eyes never left Luna. “Well,” she continued, leaning forward now, “Rosy, Lucien, Lorenzo, Freya, Zoey… you’re all loyal. I know the shape of it because I once had it. This kind of devotion, this stubborn unwillingness to bend… you can’t buy it. You can’t force it. And when it’s gone…” She exhaled, not quite a sigh, more like the echo of a memory she didn’t want to revisit. “Whe

Katie asked. "Okay. Now hurry up and say it." “Scott's mate is in town. She's a human who has the destiny to be Scott's Luna. The girl's name is Lisa and she is Dorothy's granddaughter. You must know who that woman is. I want you to kidnap and keep Lisa away from Scott. Get her as far away from Stowe as possible until Scott can't find her. Then Scott will feel down and try hard to search for Lisa's whereabouts until he forgets everything, his responsibilities, his territory, and everything he owns. That's if you're willing," Katie said.

"So you're choosing to believe her over me? Your girl? The mother of your child?" "That is not what I am saying," Alpha Duncan insisted. "I am just trying to—" "To what?" Lisa interrupted. "To make excuses for her? I see how you look at her, Duncan. Do not think I have not noticed." Alpha Duncan's jaw clenched. "Now you are being ridiculous. I have never given you any reason to doubt my loyalty." "Have you not?" Lisa shot back. "I see how excited you are when you are having a conversation with her. Maybe you really need to be with her and not me.”