Margo Kess Novels & Stories

And territory claimed, their temporary kingdom safe, she snapped open her laptop. “What is it with you and missing girls these days?” Margo took a sip. “Jesus,” she then said, though she wasn’t sure whether it was about her obsession with the lost and forgotten or that first acrid punch of lab-born cinnamon and pumpkin. “It’s odd, isn’t it?” she said. “I mean, that’s not a usual thing, you know, right?”

Alonzo’s limousine sped away into the night. “Are you okay?” Markos asked, his tone softer now. I nodded, though my hands were still shaking. The thought that something could have happened was appalling. “Thank you. I don’t know what he was planning, but it didn’t feel right.” Markos’s expression hardened. “Alonzo is a sex trafficker, Hazel. You need to be careful.” I furrowed my eyebrows at him. “How do you know?” He didn’t answer me. Instead, he opened the passenger door for me and gestured for me to enter. The tension between us was palpable, the silence was heavy, filled with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.

“It’s okay. It’s all in the past. Let’s focus on the future, and working to make it better.” “Yeah, I like that.” They disengaged from the hug. “So, Margo was a friend of yours? How come I don’t know her?” Melvina have always wanted to ask this. “Well, Margo is always indoors. Never follows us to our meetings. Quite an introvert if I must say, but she is okay. She is actually Tempest’s cousin.” Melvina’s mouth dropped open.

Smiles that rarely reached the eyes. Lake guided me toward the center of the crowd, introductions coming faster than I could process. “Ivy, this is Thomas—one of our primary investors.” “This is Renee—she runs the distribution team.” “And this,” he said with a small nod, “is Margo. We’ve worked together for years.” Margo’s gaze lingered on me a fraction too long. She wore confidence like a tailored blazer—sharp and structured. Her lips curved into a smile that was polite but edged.

“Thanks again.” The waiter nodded and walked away. They talked about the last hurricane that hit south Florida that summer as they ate their salad. The waiter with the cart came back and cleared their dirty plates. “So, Margo, what do you do for a living?” Alec asked. “I’m an independent computer programmer,” Margo answered. “Oh,” he said with surprise. “It sounds exciting, but it’s not. I’ve tried to get her into something less boring, but she won’t listen to me,” Bobbi joked.

"Would you like me to reschedule them?" "No." He glanced at the clock. "Tell them I'm unavailable." "Of course, sir." The call ended. Kane opened the drawer of his desk and pulled out another phone. This one wasn't for business meetings or investors. It existed for situations exactly like this. He dialed. "Greg." "Sir." "I want two men on Mona." A brief silence. "Close protection?" "Discreet." "Understood." "And nobody approaches her unless there's an immediate threat."

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

The Ramirez freaked-out when they saw Margo with her bloody situation. "Would you like to stay here?" Kiel opened the door of Margo's room to check on Talia. She was talking with his sister silently and he felt his heart flattered because they were like sisters that has a interesting conversation. They did not even seem to notice Kiel. "Babe?" "Here he is, the talking killer," Margo mocked when they finally realized Kiel's presence. "What do you need, brother?"

•••• AFTER FRANÇOIS'S DEATH It had been more than six months since Francois's death, and Margo had intended to leave France long ago, but specific tasks, such as selling their properties, had taken longer than expected. However, she had finally completed it and had just been paid the full amount owed to her. Margo considered confronting Laurent after discovering his cheating, but decided against it. Instead, she decided to eliminate the problem. She and Alain pulled up in front of Lorna's house and approached the door. She had learned that her name was Lorna, and she was a student nurse who had recently relocated from Johannesburg. "Mom, are you sure you want to do this? Alain asked, earning

Margo sinisterly laughed "your so evil that's why I love you "Gabriel stated as he pulled Margo on his lap and kissed her. .. "mmm baby so naughty tonight you sure you can do this " Margo handed him a glass filled with a coppery liquid . He took a few gulps before throwing the glass against the wall above us . "Margo were you using that amazing mouth upon the surgeon's dick again.?" "no" Margo stated without missing a beat "lying is not your strong suit my dear.."he pushed her off his lap onto the floor.