Miss Clariyah Novels & Stories

The blonde-haired woman, with her striking sapphire-blue eyes and sharp cheekbones, curved her black-cherry lips into a warm smile as she stood to greet me. "Hi, I’m Claire. It’s nice to meet the mother of these two wonderful boys," she said, offering her hand. I sighed quietly to myself. There was nothing about her that screamed territorial or hostile—maybe I’d gotten her wrong. Her smile seemed genuinely warm. I probably shouldn’t have judged her so harshly at first glance. I took her hand with a nod. "I’m Zyliah. Nice to meet you too." "How long have you been staying here?" she asked next, pulling her hand back and tilting her head with interest.

With all this happening, she was determined to make the company rise again so she could rub her success in the face of her enemies who said she would fail. Rosy was working on some project files she believed would help make some difference in the company's performing metrics when her phone buzzed with a message. She shifted her gaze to her phone and saw Lyla's name in the bubble notification. She picked up her phone, unlocked the screen and tapped on the image which she had downloaded into her gallery. Her eyes widened at what she saw. The original documents of Mingle International. The document she was tasked to look for. From the content Lyla sent to her, she realized Mingle International

The woman is twenty-three years old, has graduated from college and already has a permanent job but is still single? That status will not be a problem for Clarissa Andini or her nickname Risa and in ordinary school she is called Mrs. Risa. During the five years she lived in Spain to continue her education, Risa never bothered about her status. although previously she had several dates with men, for her no one was serious

The first thing he did was to hack into the system as he call Shirley and tell her to enter the room where their money was loaded. Clara on the other hand was able to distract them from what was happening by dancing to a rhyme of a music which she has put. For Twenty minutes she was entertaining them just by dancing like a stripper as the phone given to her ring out of the speaker. She quickly stopped dancing and ended the call. They're done and she needs to escape them right now but how? ***** T b

Before he could form the words to ask who she was, the room was overtaken by thunderous clapping. "Great, just great! You were just denying being a cheater, and now your secret lover emerges from the crowd to claim you. I shouldn't be surprised, should I?" Claire's fingers ached as she had a strong urge to scratch the woman's face. Or her long legs maybe. They were her prominent features. That would serve her right— after all, she was a rising model, Tiffany Talisman. She glued herself back to Hunter's arm again and said in the sweetest voice, "Why are you giving her unnecessary importance, Hunter? Let her go to hell!"

Just a one ordered and it is already a more than a thousand dollar, it can be seen that those who can afford this is the people who is really rich and can afford to squander money just because of a dessert. The door open again but this time, a woman in her early twenties entered as she walked gracefully and stood one meter away from Zhi Yin's table as she called out softly yet respectfully. "Master." Zhi Yin gave a side glance at the woman, she is one of his subordinate, known as claire. She is half American and half Chinese and although she looks twenty two or twenty three, she is already in her early thirties as she have a strong inner force that's why she have a young appearance.

She rolls her eyes and grins, soft and tired, but so damn alive. A server stops by—Clara, a townie in her mid-40s. “You new in town, sweetheart?” Brielle pauses. “Not exactly. I used to live here… left a while back.” “Well, you’ve got two of the cutest boys I’ve ever seen. What’re their names?” “Luca and Micah,” she says, brushing Micah’s curls out of his eyes. “Twins. Double trouble.” Clara laughs. “And where’s Dad?”

I would play it better. --- Meanwhile, across town… Claire gripped the steering wheel with one hand while holding her phone to her ear with the other. “Get everything there is to know about Liam Raul King,” she said into the line, her voice steady and commanding. “Everything, even before he became who he is today. You can do that, can’t you?” “Of course, madam. Thank you for using our service,” the voice on the other end replied smoothly. Claire ended the call and tossed the phone onto the passenger seat, a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips.

Mick glanced at Marley before walking away mumbling under his breath. “And you.” Clarissa pointed at Marley. “To my office.” Marley followed her quietly and people began whispering immediately they entered the office. Clarissa took her seat and stared at Marley as if she were seeing her for the first time. Then she spoke. “So you married Anthonio Kalvey.” Marley bit her lips. Clarissa chuckled. “Oh boy, I didn't know you had it in you.” She leaned forward and propped her elbows on the desk.

“Understood, sir“ Stepping down from the cab, I strolled into M&Cee bar. My gaze searching for Clarissa in the dimly lit room. After a short while, I spot a blonde woman sitting Infront of the bartender with two empty whiskey glasses Infront of her. “Another one“ She says as the bartended mixes her drink. “Here you go ma'am“ Picking up the glass, I stopped her mid-way before she could take a sip. A slow smile spreads across her face. “Oh..look who finally decided to show up. It's Kai Grayson in the flesh“ My gaze drops to the wine glass in her hand. Then back to her. “What the fuck are you doing, Clarissa?“ “Don't curse at me, Kai. It turns me on“ “Jesus“ I cursed under my breath as I whiske