Mada Mada Dane Novels & Stories

We enjoyed the dishes that were served one by one from the appetizer to the dessert while enjoying the spectacle that had been prepared. "Suma, Mommy go home first, I am tired. Mommy went straight to the great house," said Great Madam getting ready to go home. Anita and several people who were always ready, started to stand waiting for Great Madam. Mr.Kusuma and I also stood to accompany her. "Madam Adijaya!" a deep voice called out, stopping the Great Madame. "Mr. Prayoga!" replied the Great Madam. They immediately shook hands and asked each other how they were. I frowned, as if I had seen this man before. However, where?

He starts on the other hotdog. "I'm a big guy, and I need calories," says Dane. "Fair statement," I say. Dane is much larger than me. He's maybe 6' 3"? "How tall are you?" I ask. "6' 4"," replies Dane. He takes a bite into his second hot dog. "I was close. I thought you were 6' 3"," I say. "Hmm," hums Dane as he chews his second hot dog. "You haven't told me a lot about yourself," says Dane.

Both chuckle and pass hush-mumbling comments that I can’t make out, and I know it’s either crude or downright mind-numbing. “This has to be the worst topic for us….Right, Kales? It’s not like either of us has any idea what that is. No great role models and I don’t think either of us has dated anyone long enough to form a successful relationship.” Dane’s words are steeped in sarcasm. Only I don’t disagree with him.

TARDINESS was one of the negative traits that don't exist in his vocabulary. Nevertheless, Ira Miguel had to break his rule because of the annoying traffic jam. He could've requested his driver to give them a ride because the latter had better knowledge of shortcuts, but he didn't have the heart to do so. Sukrru needed to prepare for his daughter's eighteenth birthday celebration tonight. So off they go.

These would be easy for me, or so he thought. Madame Maida Lausanne, a positively stunning brunette, stood by the grand balcony of their mansion waiting for her husband. She was wearing a Blanka Matragi evening gown like it was her ordinary day-to-day house clothes. She was born and raised as a ruler to the Aswang clan. Her sophistication and jaw-dropping beauty conceals a dark side of her. She’s capable of manipulating anyone who crosses her path. She welcomed her guest, Detective Andrews, warmly with her good manners. Unfortunately for the ignorant man who was all-smiles on her, Madame Maida was greatly offended. She offered her delicate hands for a handshake which was mistakenly misunders

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Muse Club, a top-tier playground for the wealthy, had been rented out for the night. Sensual lights flickered, and DJ music blared deafeningly. Lucia wore a bachelorette queen's sash and stood in the center of the dance floor, dancing passionately and soaking up the cheers and adoration. "Let's toast to the future Madre!" "The Principessa is so lucky. That Underboss is the most untouchable man in this city, and you still landed him!"

Madelaine Yeah, I’m sure he said that before but I still got strangled. I tightened my fingers around the knife, feeling that overwhelmness again. I dropped my head, my other hand crawling up to feel my throat. My lungs felt tighter, my eyes blurry. “Maddy it’s a panic attack, breathe… nothing is coming to get you, you are not scared just breathe… Maddy, 1, 2 breathe…” My sponsor’s and my mom’s voices overlapped each other in my head.

Her respect for the lovely woman grew in leaps and bounds. Her daughter stepped forward, a small shy smile on her face, ’And my name is Madeline. It means cake,’ she declared proudly. Proserpina dimpled at her,’ Not just any cake but a very delicious type of French cake; that is called Madeline.’ Maddy looked at her, almost worshipfully and Maja gave her a shake. Magnus was staring around him, his eyes constantly going to the girl at the back who was speaking to a younger girl with the same golden hair and blue eyes.

“Sir Daemon, Ms. Maddy is outside asking for you. She said she needs to tell you something important.” Daemon threw his aide an eye when he came rushing into his office informing him about Maddy. He already blacklisted her from all of his properties but it seemed like she always finds a way to go to him. “Don’t let her in. I told you already she’s banned from any of my properties. Send a notice to the security again,” he answered without raising his head.