Mae Mae Jjk 소설 & 이야기

At the sight of Dahlia heading towards the maid’s quarters, she abruptly shut off her phone. “Come out. Now,” Catherine commanded, her tone sharp and sinister. From the shadows emerged a maid, her head bowed in deference. “You know what to do,” Catherine said, her voice cold. The maid nodded silently, though her hands trembled. “No mistakes,” Catherine continued, her gaze fixed on the maid. “Or you’ll suffer the same fate as Dahlia.” A shiver of fear ran through the maid’s body. “I won’t fail, ma’am,” she whispered. “I swear it.”

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“Thank you! Your dress is so unique. Did you design it yourself?” Before I could answer, Jax appeared at my side again, sliding in like he belonged there. He’d been trailing us since we arrived, flashing that easy basketball-captain grin. “Actually, Maya designs everything she wears,” he said smoothly, placing a hand lightly on my lower back. “She’s a genius.” I shot him a sharp look and stepped away, shushing him under my breath. “Jax, not now.”

"Mas Suma...." *****

She cursed the mate bond as she stood in the shower and she shook her head to rid herself of those thoughts. She dressed quickly in a jean skirt with sandals and a light cardigan over her top. Her hair was in a messy bun and she rushed down the stairs to find Jenner already in the kitchen. Mae stood there with a cup of coffee and she had a flashback to her mom waiting in the kitchen for her on her first day of school. It felt like so long ago when in fact it had barely been a month. Mae handed her a travel mug of coffee and she breathed out her thanks. Jenner looked good in jeans and a t-shirt with sneakers on his feet. His hair was sleep messy but his smile was dazzling.

Her gaze reminds me of a terrible past but her freckles make me enlarge the photo until those little spots are splattered across every inch of my screen. I don't realize I've been caught staring at the image until Junnev clears his throat. He gives me a questioning look while I glance at Malakai who's currently blowing a gum balloon. “Ever heard of the KMJ Gone Girls?” Junnev shrugs like I knew he would, he only lives for food, football, and our brotherhood, but Malakai's eyeballs nearly bulge out of his skull.

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I grab Julie’s hand, stopping her from talking. This is my own battle. I appreciate her concerns and the will to fight for me, but I can handle this. “What? Let me speak some sense to this guy so that he knows exactly what his unforgivable crimes are." Julie howls her wrath at me. “There is no need, Julie. Unless Mr. Mazur Jr. here is suffering from a mental disorder, he is just having fun playing some annoying mind tricks with us. There is no way even a mad person would forget such crimes.” I am not blinking at Ray.

"I think we should start with color pallets first, and go from there. Do we have a binder of theme ideas?" Mae nodded, as she flipped the cover of three other binders to find it. And than scooted close. "What kind of theme were you thinking Izzy?" I rested my head on her shoulder. She only used my nickname when she sensed I was gonna get stressed. Her wolf, Jade, was good at sensing me. Its like the moon goddess knew we needed each other. She flipped through the pages, passing theme after theme. Finally I saw one that caught my eye. "This one!" I said with excitement. Mae laughed and nodded in agreement.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.