Mariana Adams Foster Novels & Stories

I demanded. Marcus's fingers flew. "Elena Marshall, age twenty-four. Current address..." He rattled off an address in Queens. "No criminal record prior to last night. Works—worked—three jobs. Waitress at Viv's House, morning shift at Lou's Diner, and freelance data entry. No college degree. Parents deceased, car accident when she was 5 years old. Raised in foster care." Something cold settled in my chest. Foster care. No family. Working three jobs just to survive.

Marisa Darcysaw this and immediately got up to meet him, "Mr. Adams, have you finished washing?" " "Who were you talking to?" Adams Harrah frowned and questioned in a deep voice. Marisa Darcysmiled in style, "A henchman, I asked him to take care of some things." Adams Harrah let out a cold chortle, his right hand cupped her chin, his sharp eyes fixed on her, questioning, "What, who are you looking at again?" "Mr. Adams understands me." Marisa Darcycrashed into his arms, her voice was more charming than usual, "Instead of being interested in these things, Mr. Adams should think about what kind of position you wants me to use to serve you comfortably." She has a pleasing face, she believes tha