Mariah Sinclair の小説・ストーリー

Her Marina. THE END

She could barely even swallow properly. “Aren't you going to do anything? Or are you just nervous?” One of the ladies asked, and Liya turned back to look at her. The lady quickly extended her hand. “Liana Sinclair. Xavier Sinclair's sister.” Liya could quickly spot the similarities between the two. Liya took her hand. “Liya Marino.” “Aldo Marino's wife. I know.” Liya found herself blushing. The only thing she could do was watch Liana as she touched her makeup, applied more lip gloss, and fixed her hair. They were soon huddled out of the dressing room.

"So, when's the wedding? Maria must be itching to plan one." "Itching?" Alex snorted. "You've forgotten she was the biggest supporter of Zeph and Christina's union. If it were up to her, that wedding would've happened already." He stretched out on the couch, crossing his arms behind his head and one leg over the other. "She hates Lyla. I could tell when I handed her over to her." Christina Sinclair was a family friend. The Sinclairs and the Wraths had been close for generations, their partnership strengthening the bond between our families. The Sinclairs traded in media and publicity, controlling some of the most influential news outlets, magazines, and television networks.

she corrected, her tone sharp. The woman who stepped forward was regal and commanding, her presence instantly overshadowing everyone else. Her neutral brunette hair, styled in an elegant chignon, gleamed under the chandelier’s light. She wore a dark gown that accentuated her sharp features, and her amber eyes—so much like Dante’s—glanced through me with an intensity that made my breath hitch. “Congratulations on your marriage,Mia Sinclair. “ Your father must be so proud of you.” she said, her voice calm but icy. Her lips curved into a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

I knock on the door slightly and step in and the moment they sight me, they all immediately adjust themselves in their seats with some of them acting like they have been working for a very long time. I roll my eyes and shake my head. Such deceitful individuals. Who the hell did they think they are trying to fool right now? Anyway I just have one person to attend to. I walk up straight to the so-called lady called Mariana. If not for the fact that she has really good intellect and the mesmerizing IQ, I would have ditched her from this company a long time ago. I really don't even know why I'm still keeping her. Her attitude towards the younger staff has really been out of the equation and I fi

Maria has been passed down around like a favorite doll to different men to play with until the other is bored. I need to get out. I have to leave this place. I have to think of a plan that can risk everything. Before, my son was born in a place isolated from the world. Before Devin takes my child away. I need to convince Maria what kind of man Devin is. I hope my voice can reach her. She has been used as a sex slave, a toy. I must convince her Devin is not some holy man who rescued her. He may seem nice to her despite the bruises he gave her, but if she were to stay longer and learn the truth about her son. He will kill her.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

'' I scolded Jane, only to make her smile and baby Liam giggle. "So cute," I said, watching Liam yawing in his mother's arms. "Watching you makes me wanna have a baby, but then I change my mind, seeing all the hard work you and Brandon have to put in to raise these two devils." "I hate you, Rachel," Marlin said, from behind me, crossing her arms around her chest. "No you don't," I said, tickling her, making her laugh. "See you love me,"

The McKinnons had invited a few investors and rich people over for a typical rich people small gathering. I could tell Mr. McKinnon was upset at the fact that I wasn’t in the kitchen like the other women of the house, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to let some old piece of shit tell me how I am supposed to behave. I looked around for Joseph, but I couldn’t see him anywhere. I miss my home, Judith, and Mom. “Mary! I want you to meet Fiona. She is one of our company’s finest workers,” Joshua said as he chuckled a little with his hand on her back.