Novel & Cerita Misa Chan

she said, afraid that she might have been too obvious. “Your face looks very familiar” the lady added. On hearing this Amira’s heart started thumping. “You must be the wife of the blacksmith” the lady said getting even closer to her. With great relieve that she wasn’t recognized, she face her and played along. “I’m vina” the lady said extending her hand for a hand shake. “I....I’m , Am .....m... Mika” Amira stuttered. Vina chatted with her for a bit, and she noticed she loved talking. But then she was such a beautiful lady and she wandered what brought her here.

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She just hoped things hadn’t gone too far. “You have someone waiting for you inside,” Macy says; immediately Anna arrives in front of her consultation room. “Thanks,” She says hurriedly while flashing Macy a brief smile. “Sorry, I got your message late,” Anna settles on her chair immediately, directing her full attention at Liam with a blank expression. She believes it to be a family thing always to have such expressions. “Sorry for showing up after announcing a little late. Things were quite urgent,” Liam sits up, his blank expression now looking serious.

Kaiba Jun and Takahashi Sato looked at each other weirdly before the latter shrugged his shoulders and waited for the teacher to continue speaking. Followed behind the teacher was another student, Misao Aika. She was a very famous student due to her really good grades and also her good looks, despite her being cold to everyone most of the time. She was also part of the student council, not the president but still a part of it. So she did have some connections and authority.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

Thalia stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror. She ran her fingers through the thick hair, pushing it over one shoulder and turning to stare at the back view. The pert breasts and round ass were sculpted to perfection. There was a reason men fell at Natalia's feet. She was gorgeous. She had the type of body other women spent thousands to get but always failed. Because a human was incapable of getting such results. Only a higher power could create something so perfect.

Misa was surprisingly nice, a cool presence in the suffocating atmosphere of the mansion. We had spent the last few days talking, sharing snippets of our lives, and I had learned that her real passion was choreography. Her past defiance of Madam Cha’s orders hadn’t stemmed from a lack of talent, but rather a stubborn refusal to be controlled. “We get to take pictures and live normal for a few hours,” she had said earlier, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “And maybe even have a feel of some men, let my ass shake around their crotch, make it so erect, and then just run off!”

This bitch. "Rita! Hi, I can't talk now. I am working. At lunch maybe?" I try to sound professional. "I know Ethan. Haha, you are so funny. There is a package from A****n from Ryan. I am sending it to the tenth floor and see you at lunch." I hear her irksome giggles before she keeps her side of the phone. And I really feel like a dumb bitch.

And the bustling street outside was filled with cars that looked like they belonged in a museum. Disbelief clawed at me. Had it worked? Was I back in time? A giggle broke through my stupor. Relief, thick and syrupy, flooded my veins. It had worked. The ancient ritual, the chanting under the sliver of a moon, it had all been worth it. There she was, Annalisa, across the crowded marketplace, a riot of color in a sea of muted tones. Her fiery red hair, usually tamed into a bun, escaped in fiery tendrils around her face, a rebellion against the oppressive atmosphere.

I greeted the manager of the restaurant and she didn't reply as usual, she is always cruel, I walked directly into the kitchen and changed into my work uniform and started taking orders "Alicia you just came back from school?" miss Chan the head chef asked. She is normally a Chinese, her ascent tells it all, she is very kind to me here in this restaurant more than the other workers "yes miss Chan, I couldn't miss this opportunity today I have to pay for my rent" I told her and she touched my Hair "you will definitely get paid today OK" she said smiling and I nodded "now come on serve that customer" she said giving me a plate of hamburger and cheese sauce to serve as I left