Margarita Evillious Novels & Stories

I chuckled softly again, looking round the room to see if we've onlookers, but others continued eating. I looked him up and down, "Have you seen Abdul-Mumin Goje? You obviously haven't, if you had, you'd have known that you're no match for him. Don't waste your time okay? Your charms are lost on me." I dropped my fork and smiled at maid who switched my finished food for a bowl of ice cream and grated mangoes. The conversation was over and done with.

Each of his fat fingers had a gold band, and a large golden chain was slung around his neck. He stumbled around the poker table, throwing chips and stealing people's cards. The table was now stained with wine, his half-full cup sloshing to and for as he staggered around the table. "Edwina, that bitch," Johannes slobbered, "She always thought she was smarter than me, and maybe she was, but she was nothing! A commoner. She honestly believed we'd get married! the dumb cunt."

Aria couldn't believe what was happening right in front of her, her best friend who disappeared right after her showed up bleeding and the old hag who was trying to climb up was responsible. She looked at her friend's thin frame and the blood still oozing from his wounds and felt the need to support him, "It's true, that woman is horrible, at the party from three weeks ago she had me give a drugged drink to Mr. Garcia without me knowing." Everyone within hearing range felt their blood chill. Everyone knew anyone who schemed or had any ideas about the boss of the Renegades had nothing to live for anymore. The only thing that would ever be found of them were their remains.

she whispers loud enough for everyone to hear. So, this stronzo is a member of the Gabino clan. He gets out of the water and does not know where to look when Maria comes to his side and kicks him hard in the shin. He screams in pain and hops on one leg while he holds the sore limb with both hands. He makes a move to return the blow to Maria but stops as soon as he recognizes her. Just as he starts to open his mouth, Maria flips him the bird before speeding up and grabbing Valentina by the arm. Then, she moves towards me and grabs my wrist before glaring at Elio.

"Oh! Is this what I think it is? Did you make my favorite food?" "Yeah, I made pesto pasta for tonight!" She said happily. He nodded and kissed her cheeks. Naera saw the lipstick stain on his collar. She tried to hold back her sob and looked away. "Let me prepare the food. Go ahead and washed up." He nodded and he turned his head. She clasp her hand to her lips so that she will not let a sob out of her lips. For a hundred times, her tears poured out again. It really hurts to show that you're fine when you're not. Maybe, just maybe. What if she talked to Yumi? Will things go back to normal?

Ignoring his smirk and not even bothering to uncode the hidden meaning behind his weird words, I said, "I'm flexible enough, just not a cat." His smirk deepened until he looked a lot like what Lucifer, if he was hot and insanely handsome, would before committing the worst of sins. "Yeah? I'd love to check just how flexible you are, Mel, bending you whichever way I deem necessary." I gasped in outrage, my cheeks flaming hot at what he had just insinuated. "Do you have any shame, Evan?" He chuckled. The guy actually freaking chuckled while I sat there, redder than a ripe tomato. "Red definitely suits you," he said, his tone playful.

It was a dangerous game they were playing, and the stakes had never been higher. The plan was both audacious and risky: use Lena as bait to lure Daniel into a compromising position where he would incriminate himself. Jessica had meticulously orchestrated every detail, and her team of undercover officers was strategically positioned throughout the venue. The charity event hosted by Daniel would serve as the perfect cover for their operation, a glamorous façade hiding a high-stakes trap.

Nolan Patrick's eyes were flushed red, gleaming with thousands of evil rays. His steel-hard hand quickly reached out, squeezing Angela's neck, causing her to struggle for help. "You want to die, right? Say, which bastard made you approach and secretly filmed me at the hospital?"

asked Michael while rubbing her paralyzed legs. "You're a crippled woman, Gwen, a crippled woman! Can't you see how pathetic you are right now? Don't you want to know what makes you like this? It's due to karma! Gwen, A Karma!" screamed Michael at the end of the sentence. Gwen, who heard this, could only shake her head weakly, and before she could say anything, Michael immediately preceded her. "Don't you find it strange? A beautiful Gwendoline Ferguson, the only daughter of a wealthy businessman, could suddenly get a serious illness after marrying me?

Margarita stood up from the ground and faced Megan with an evil glare. "I don't disclose my identity to anyone" She said, and attacked Megan, and a huge combat began between them, both kicking and dodging each other's punches. But it seems like Margarita was getting the upper colt, not because she's stronger, but somehow she seems to know all of Megan's tactics, and how she knew what Megan couldn't tell. Margarita kicked Megan so hard on the face and Megan fell using her Tommy to hit the ground forcefully, and she collapsed immediately.