Novel & Cerita Madison Russell

I muttered as the light breeze blew her hair backwards letting me take a glimpse of her face and I took each step towards her, afraid that I would be disappointed if it wasn't her. The lady got up as if she had heard my voice, she turned around and her long lashes fluttered and a broad smile spread through her face. "Russelli..." "Are you...are you really Malinda Kristen?" I asked her as I walked over to her. "I am not imagining this right now, am I?" Tears blurred my eyes as I looked at the lady I had pushed away four years ago. "You are Russeli Ryan right?" She asked me as she pressed her lips together and her clear eyes bored into mine.

“Speaking of unflattering looks—did you hear back about Madison’s reevaluation?” I raised a brow. “Just came in last week.” She leaned in. “And?” “Nope. Didn’t pass.” Rachel let out a dramatic sigh of relief and fanned herself. “Thank God. Can you imagine? Whitney just got out like what—six months ago?” “Yup,” I said. “And Kathleen still has four years left. So if Madison had gotten out too, I’d have started sleeping with a baseball bat again.” “Babe,” Stacy called from the grill. “You’ve never stopped sleeping with a baseball bat.”

She knew that step. “That was fast,” she said. Her voice was terrifyingly calm. “So… tell me. How did it go?” Aaron stopped a few feet behind her. He smelled like grease and cold air. “It’s done, boss.” Those three words were all she needed. Madison leaped off the couch so quickly the cushions barely had time to settle back into place. A wide, slow smile spread across her face, a smile that was bright, beautiful, and completely wrong. It was the look of someone who had just won a war.

“She wants me gone. So… I need you. Whatever you can do.” Richard leaned forward, lowering his voice. “I know exactly where to hit her. Madison has a secret allergy—latex. Nobody knows except me.” I froze. “What kind of allergy?” “A serious one,” he said. “And trust me—it can take her out of tomorrow’s tournament without harming her permanently. I’ll handle it. She’ll be too distracted, too swollen, too humiliated to show up.” His expression hardened. “If she wants to ruin your life… then we play her game. And we play it better.”

Max asked. "The two of them managed to produce a healthy, well-mannered, beautiful daughter and my sister never came running back, did she?" Maddison said, breaking out of Max's arms and storming off the dance floor. She didn't come in our direction as Max was hot on her trail. That was when Leo finally spoke. "Maddison Megestanis," He said over the crowd just loud enough for her to hear without turning too many other heads. She immediately stopped and looked our way. Leo summoned her with his finger and she graciously approached curtsying when she arrived.

“It's because they don't think I can't handle running the company and also they want it for themselves.” “It's an old rule my brother initiated when he was alive.” “It sucks.” Michael said. “Uhhmm, guys!” Mark yelled for our attention. “You might want to see this.” He brought his tablet to us and a video was playing. “What is it?” I asked him as I stood up from the floor. “Madison is making a press conference it seems.” Mark said. “My name is Madison Thompson Rios. You all know me as many things. As a fashion designer, a mother but most of all you also know me as Victor Reynolds girlfriend and baby mama.” I could feel the hesitation in her voice.

She spoke tauntingly making my mouth left ajar in shock and embarrassment…. James Russo! You are going to be fucking death of me!!

I only done it to my mother, father and… uhh Jordan. “Are you okay?” I snapped away from my thoughts when I heard Venice. I smiled at her and nodded my head. “Yeah, It’s nice to see you two again. Thank you for inviting me.” I said and gave them a sweet smile. I saw how they were stunned by the sudden development but I can’t do anything about it. I’m here not just as Maddie but of course, Madison Morgan. I can’t have a bad reputation fall into Gavin. Jasmine beams another strike of her bright smile as well as Venice that make me want to literally cover my eyes.

“Madison's been bragging about some prank she's planning for combat training. Something about showing everyone what happens to wolves who can't howl.” My stomach dropped. Combat training was already my least favorite class, and Madison Wilder was the worst kind of Alpha. She's spoiled, vicious, and utterly convinced that she has the right to do as she likes. Her father was some big-shot politician, which meant she could get away with almost anything. “I'm serious,” Jessica continued, slinging her designer bag over her shoulder. “Maybe skip class today? Tell them you're sick or something.” I shook my head and wrote quickly, “Can't. Already missed twice this month.”

He was perplexed as to why she was facing him with her back to him. "Just like you, I was exposed. In terms of the work, Mr. Russell's intuition was correct. They have some shady goings-on in there, particularly with a nurse named Madison. Mr. Russell would have to send someone in because I had been detected, but I had no evidence "She stated this as she knelt next to the crimson liquid. "You were discovered? How?" He took a few steps nearer in the hopes of catching a glimpse of what she was up to, but he didn't want to do anything that would cause her to raise suspicious brows at him.