Mary Haise Novels & Stories

Lily never imagined that the reason alpha Ashton had not shown up at the meeting was that he was busy tending to the woman, she despised the most. How was that even possible? She had racked her brain to get rid of that slut only to send her to a more prominent person. And even that bastard Mark wanted to go and find her personally? “No!” she shouted. From what she overheard; Mark still had no inkling that she was the one who had ordered Maya to be killed. She knew that if he found out, it will be the end for her. She will never clear her name.

"SERVANTS!" Now that is the shrill yet commanding voice of Mrs. Halsey, the coordinator of this 'buffet' as well as the most royal woman whose lack of love had pushed her into a business crisis a few years back. Nevertheless, she had pulled herself back only after Aiden offered her a million dollars. That on the other hand wasn't his idea but his dads who had passed away just the day after. But that scream she had, was not only for the pride and gratitude but also a tinge of libido she had. What was surprising was it stood strong even in her forties.

, Nathan also greeted, but not a soul responded. He took a seat beside Etta. Now, the table was complete. The three daughters of the Houston Mansion had their partners beside them, except Charlotte was the only one married. Although, Gabrielle had been bragging about her wedding happening shortly. The three sisters had a lot of facial similarities, but Charlotte looked a lot more like their mum and possessed so much of her character. "How're you doing, Etta?" Mr Houston asked and took a slurp from his cup. "I'm doing just fine, dad", replied Etta with a warm smile.

Especially her attitude towards the workers. Trying to set things up from a documentary I watched. I learnt that most people who have problems in their marriage. Usually vent out their anger to other people, especially at work, when they are in the position of bossing others. I wondered if that could be the case for Mrs Clinton. I was curious as I have always been, wondering if she was actually mean to us as a result of what she's facing at home or maybe, that's her actual behavior. I thought of informing Sandra but damn it . I said to myself as I ignored the thought to tell her.

Blue Maid He carried me and kept me in his car, the front seat. Then he went through the front and entered inside. He started the car and drove off in a fast speed I rested my head on the seat and looked through the window I remembered Adrian I miss him I miss my Adrian so much I just want to be in his arms again I wish I could give him a massage again But will he still love me after he finds out that I've been defiled. I closed my eyes at the thought of that

I suppose he's handsome for an older man, but there's no missing the ruthlessness in his eyes. Another chill shoots down my spine and I tilt my head, studying his image, then enlarging it. Something seems vaguely familiar about him, but I've never met the man. Never even saw him until this very moment. Swiping through the pictures, I pause on one of him and his wife at a charity event. Maeve Mennetti has strawberry blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She's very pretty and looks elegant and approachable unlike her husband. I flick to the next photo and frown. It almost looks like...

Dominic said as he pointed around, “Homer, I need this kitchen squeaky clean as soon Winston is done with here.” He walked out of the kitchen, and I stood there, puzzled. I looked at this lady pouring things into a bowl, whisking them, and then running to another end of the kitchen to pick something else, then back to her gigantic bowl. “Hey, I am Harper Holmes.” I cleared my throat and tried to start a conversation “So, he also gets your name wrong.” she laughed “I am Ari Wilson.” So, I wasn’t the only one that had to deal with him calling me another name.

Moreover, there is also Bik Inah there. "Oh, I forgot to tell you. Mr. Kusuma is a widower. His wife died when Amelia was 5 years old. There is another special assignment also, which is to pay attention to Miss Amelia. She is already a teenager, Great Madame ordered to take care of her needs. Are you ready, ma'am?" Anita said, confirming my seriousness. "Yes I am ready." * The car has entered the house which has a high gate, barely visible by people standing from outside. Classic Roman design house, looks luxurious with expensive accessories here and there. Ancient jars, crystal chandeliers and decorative sculptures that I know are expensive.

Chapter 10 — The Hawthornes Her mind was still frazzled from the conversation with her parents as she watched their limo leave the chapel grounds when she felt a hand wrap around her arm. She turned sharply and was met face to face with the woman she had seen inside at the front pews where Jaxon’s family was seated. A woman she realized was Naomi Hawthorne. World-renowned philanthropist, former Miss World, Miss USA, and famous pageant who once walked a runway with even more famous runway models just to raise money for a charity course.