Margarita Evillious Novels & Stories

Collen could only wonder what he did, but figured it best to just leave that question at the door. "So what can I get you and your friends here?" Margo asked feeling a pang of regret. She couldn't help but wonder if she had previously played her cards right, perhaps she could have possibly been one of the people next to him right now. Previously she thought he was nothing but an average club goer that would spend fifty dollars in a night of drinking and regret his heavy spending the next morning. Though her boyfriend and herself instantly regretted it. Between the way both Dane and Sylvia had been treating him, and the elaborate redecoration of her work place she could only begin to weigh ho

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She read it, surprise and something resembling concern flashed through her eyes but it didn't last long though, she instantly turned it into a scowl. "So how is this even my problem? Don't tell me you called me here just to talk about your problems." She replied rudely and having already been in contact with her many times, I had expected such an answer from her and thus I'd prepared an appropriate reply. Margallo seems to be the kind of person that once hurt, locks their pain away and uses it as a reason for revenge. She pretends to be so evil and shuts everyone out so no one can help her but I guess she hasn't gotten to know me properly. I can be pretty persistent when I want to be and I k

She couldn't believe that the ugly one was standing in front of her, but now she wasn't ugly at all, she was so beautiful that it made her envious to look at her. "That's right," Tamara said, lowering her eyes as Evangelina often did. "That's her brother, she's quite a hottie now," Antonio nudged Demetrio, making Demetrio laugh. Everyone began to enjoy the greeting. Evangelina approached one of the tables and took a glass, which she swallowed in one gulp. She was nervous, she couldn't believe she had done it, she had managed to humiliate Tamara and intimidate her former boss. "Allow me to congratulate you, Evangelina." Demetrio approached from behind, Eva hadn't turned around, but she felt D

Malcolm wanted Margie to apologize to Marilyn. Margie didn't want to apologize to Marilyn at all. Margie despised Marilyn. Margie felt Marilyn owed her a lot. However, as Marilyn Chapman refused to admit that she was Marilyn Chambers, Margie could do nothing. After all, Margie knew nothing about Marilyn Chambers except Marilyn Chambers's appearance. However, Margie knew that Marilyn Chambers was allergic to mango and pineapple. Margie decided to verify it if she had the chance. But today Margie had to get herself out of trouble first.

The city lights sparkled like fireworks through the penthouse windows. New Year’s Eve. Margarita stepped out of the elevator wearing a short silver dress that barely covered her ass. Underneath, nothing. She knew what tonight was— their last night. No promises, no tomorrow. Just heat.

Feli could feel the disappointed tone that the man gave off when telling the figure of Margarita and what the woman had done. Feli had guessed that the woman named Margarita was not an 'unimportant person'. She was 'once important' to this handsome man, and became 'unimportant' because of a lie. Feli's heart was beating fast. She swallowed saliva with difficulty. The lie... **“I hate lies.” Feli's eyes closed. Jerrald's words filled her mind. Was what she had done all this time a lie? She was only playing the role of a maid.

Just a dinner and the infamous club to get through tonight, and then I won’t have to see Antonio for over a month until after my final exams. Evangelina came and helped me out of my dress. “Are you ok, Isabella?” Evangelina asked. “Honestly, no,” I responded. “The DeMarcos are very dangerous people, Isabella. Are you in love with Antonio?” Evangelina questioned. “No, it’s a betrothal,” I sighed. “I thought so,” Evangelina replied. "You don’t fit into their world, Isabella.” “I’m mafia too, Evangelina,” I informed. “I know, but not their kind of mafia,” Evangelina stated. “They kill for pleasure. They make women do horrendous things at their sex clubs. Vincento was talking about the sex club

Magro said, extending a picture in his direction. He held it from him. His calm face contorted in exasperation. He fisted the picture in his hand, " Spill. " He rasped. " He is using a fake identity, Finlay. He was adopted by the shallow family. Lilly and he didn't treat ma'am and Olivia ever well. Calvin and Oliva kept ma'am hidden away from them after fake marriage. After ma'am marriage at the age of eighteen, ma'am lost the share of property according to the one clause of the testimony, " Magro handed him the file. He took it immediately and unfurled it, moving his eyes on the black engraved letters, " They didn't need ma'am after the transfer of properties in favour of Lilly. It's certai

Maverick is my middle name. A chill went down her stomach when she got it. Livian Maverick Dumont. How the hell could she forget the man who ruined her life? She tasted bitterness in her mouth as she typed, her words reflecting her mood. [What do you want?] Was hell so boring that he had returned to haunt the lives of innocent humans? He should go back to hell where he belonged, that demon. It took a while for him to respond again. [I heard a little about the situation at your company.]