Mia Malone の小説・ストーリー

Cammie had gone full Harley Quinn, complete with a baseball bat covered in rhinestones. "You think this is too much?" I asked, turning sideways to check the back. "Babe, nothing is too much here," Keiko said. She was applying red lipstick, her hand steady as she read her cupid bow. "Besides, you look hot. Own it." The door swung open and Madam Fantasy walked in. She wasn't old. She was maybe in her mid-forties, but she carried herself like someone who'd seen everything twice. Tonight she wore a black suit, her hair pulled back tight, her expression carried everything that she was about. Business.

"You really think this one's different, Mom?" Malia asked, her voice laced with skepticism as she dropped her duffel bag in the foyer of their cozy suburban home. She had just gotten home from her first semester at college. At nineteen, Malia was petite, with fair skin that contrasted sharply against her mother's olive tone. People never questioned it, fearing they would be offensive. "You look so much like your father," her mother would always say. Talia, a vibrant woman in her early forties with curves that turned heads, sighed deeply from the kitchen doorway. She wiped her hands on a dish towel, her engagement ring catching the light.

frances uttered "I was just trying to recall Malia's face, I think I have seen her somewhere" Caddox voice reached out to us and Larson straightened up "That's not a new thing I'll help you recall, probably in a business magazine. You know she's the famous Malia Ray Smith, the billionaire sucessor" Larson's voice cut in "Yeah now I recall, isn't she the woman who accused her ex husband of cheating just to be with her new lover and I'm guessing it's you Larson, I also heared she tried to kill him but his body hasn't been found yet"

After he closed the door, Pastor Miles guided them to the front bench of the church, sit them down, and joined them on the bench. “Who or what caused this tragedy?” “We think it was a werewolf Sardonyx said. “Her body was slashed and looked fresh,” Scott added. “The pastor folded his hands, resting his forehead on his knuckles. “Do you know of anyone who wanted our mom dead?” “None who are still alive Pastor Miles confessed.” “What do you mean by that?” Scott asked. Before Malia came to this country, she was an agent for an intended immense police force. ‘Mom was a Cop?”

said Caroline sounding annoying. “You are beautiful, prettier than the models I often see on television. Why are you looking down on yourself like that? But I saw you were very compatible, especially with the presence of Aleyna in your midst. You are very suitable for the role of a happy, harmonious family." “What kind of ridiculous thought? Trust me if what you see isn't real at all Aaron! Zillion Malloy is the most annoying and troublesome guy I've ever known. If you knew what his true bastard was, you would choose to avoid him. Unfortunately I was under a contract with him to provide the best possible service for his complex problems, so for the foreseeable future I will continue to be ti

Carol: mom that blue maid is no good Chief maid : who's blue Maid Carol: one of the new maids assigned to Derek and Belinda. Her name is actually Blue Chief maid : so she's no good? What did she do? Carol: I caught her flirting with Derek Chief maid: hahaha. She'll soon find his real attitude and run away. She has no idea who he really is Carol : but he was letting her flirt with him Chief maid : maybe he wants to use her and dump her like he does to those rich girls. You know he is a playboy. Why do you care anyway? You don't want Blue to get used by him right?

No wonder he met Malia in the CEO’s office. No wonder she gave off a rich woman vibe. Malia smiled, as she watched Hailey receiving praises from people. Scott walked over to her and held her hand. Malia removed her hand from his and smiled awkwardly. “Good people deserve great things, don't they? “Yes,” Scott replied. “You must love her so much.” “Yes I do,” Malia replied. “ She is so selfless, and talented. She got so unlucky to cross paths with a devil like the Mafia don.”

The door clicked shut behind me, and I exhaled sharply, chest tight. What the actual hell. First day at work, and half the office already hated me. Especially Mia—like she’d been assigned as my personal antagonist. Then their CEO, Valen Gravestone showed up like some dark knight and was suspicously super nice to me. And now Malcolm. Living across the hall like it was the most normal thing in the world. Except Malcolm Onyx didn’t do “neighbors.” He did penthouses with butlers and biometric locks. He did isolation with Control and Silence. he’d even won awards for it in most eligible bachelor magazines.

Madison’s call came in just as I was trying to steady myself, trying to pull my thoughts together into something that made sense, something that didn’t feel like everything was collapsing all at once. “Ruby,” she said the moment I picked up, her voice tight, urgent in a way that immediately set me on edge. “I found something.” “What is it?” I asked quickly, pressing the phone tighter against my ear as I started pacing without even realizing it. “I tracked Malia’s recent transactions,” she continued, and I could hear the sound of her typing in the background, fast, focused, the way she always did when she was deep into something. “Credit cards, burner accounts, a few aliases… she’s been caref

She raised her brows at me. "Aren't you going to introduce yourself?" Joshua asked, making me look at him. "Oh sor...sorry I am Malia. Malia Gonzalez." I said. "Gonzalez?" Anita asked, making me look at her. I nodded. "You are Italian?" She asked. I nodded. "Yes." She hummed. "You didn't tell us your age." Annie claimed my attention. Gosh, she sounds bossy like her mother. "I am eighteen years old." I said.