Michelle Paige Novels & Stories

"How was your trip?" "Good and bad," she said cryptically, pulling back to study my face. "What happened to your neck?" I touched the brace the doctor had insisted I wear. "Car accident. Nothing serious." In the car, Paige finally revealed her surprise. "I have potentially amazing news for our studio." "I'm listening." "We've been offered the chance to shoot the cover for Moon Magazine's anniversary issue." My heart leaped. "Paige, that's incredible!" "There's a catch," she warned, her excitement dimming. "The model is Shannon Miles."

When I scroll down the pages I came across two names written on it, her name was a torture to my soul everytime I pray for her whereabouts. Paige Williams.

With a flip of her fiery red gown, she strutted off in sky-high heels, the hem trailing behind her in a dramatic arc. Once she was gone, the group quickly gathered around Paige again. “Don’t let it get to you, Paige! You made it to the top 18 in the international music competition!” “Yeah! You’re a student at the top music conservatory in Solandra!” “Totally!” Paige’s expression softened as a rosy glow returned to her cheeks. “Oh stop—it was just barely. Not like my idol, Luna, who’s won the top prize three years running. After this one, she’ll be eligible for the lifetime achievement award!”

I ask next, observing her free hand move to her navel as she shakes her head letting a small involuntary whimper escape her lips. “No, if I had any idea of what they planned I would have told Ryder, and then you, she might have been my twin, but I would never have helped, or let her murder innocent people,” Michelle looks me in the eye with a sad sympathetic expression, and I nod seeing the truth in her eyes as well as hearing it in her voice and heartbeat. “Do you know Dagon, or have you ever been contacted by him or his followers?” I inquire, watching Michelle look down and take a deep breath, my brow furrows wondering why she is hesitating.

She had been expecting either Grandma or even the make-up artist who left earlier to check if Rain had arrived as per her request but it wasn't any of those two, it was Cedric looking he just walked out of a mafia runway magazine. Paige felt her breath hitch in her throat as she allowed her gaze to fall on him, checking him out of hair to toe. Why the fuck did the stylist think it was okay to flaunt his thighs like that, she remembered vividly riding those thighs some weeks ago and… “Like what you see?” Paige immediately shook her head, “I mean, I'm just surprised to see you here, that's all,” She lied, clearing her throat to hide the pink tinting her cheeks.

Pierre extended his compliments. Looking at this couple, Malaika somehow thought about the possibility of being together with Yulli someday. Pierre and Yeti looked fine together. It was like they were a pair made by the goddess. They were both nineteen, and their good physical attributes made Malaika insecure. Especially that Seti was remarkably tall and slender. While her height was just average. Malaika’s built was slightly muscular because of her intense training.

Michelle pretended to be wronged and claimed that Rachel couldn’t tolerate her. What she didn’t expect was that a servant had secretly recorded everything on their phone. Since Michelle often bossed the servants around, they held grudges against her. Seeing her torment Rachel, they quietly recorded the video of how Michelle insulted Rachel and staged the situation to make it look like Rachel was at fault. When Channing's father and mother saw the video, they were deeply disappointed in Michelle. However, they had long known that she had a strong sense of jealousy and had understood her internal struggles. They warned her not to act like this again.

Wasn't this a clear sign of disrespect toward the project organizers? "Michelle is not just our friend. She collaborates with the Hunt Group. My wife officially appointed her as Hunt Group's publicity ambassador. And Barney… who told you that Michelle is the only representative for this bid?"

Alright. Paige didn't respond further to Annabelle. She glanced at the chat history with Annabelle, furrowing her brows. It seemed like she truly needed to leave the group chat. The dynamic between the four had become complicated. Previously, Annabelle, Millie, and Lisa were all from ordinary families. Paige was the only one who'd come from a wealthy family. The three of them would occasionally try to please her, and Paige would treat them to meals or get them small gifts. Things were relatively harmonious.

She was in New Jersey, at a meeting for Clair Industries, Mira also made millions before turning seventeen, and with my help as always, she was on her way to billions now, along with Josh. "She looks so comfy" Mira says, breaking our conversation to look at Quinn, chatting with Elijah and putting on a show. "Watch this" I say getting up from my chair. I walk over to them, catching the eyes of Elijah, he watched with curious eyes as he sat there with Quinn, he looked so miserable, but I guess he had such a big heart, he couldn't just get up from her presence. "What do you want?" Quinn asks, glaring at me through her lashes,wow, natural ones today.