Mobil Rose Novels & Stories

her assistant replied. "Cancel it and shift it till monday, I've got somewhere to go to" Rose said and stood up. "But... " "Bye" Rose cut her off and took her bag before walking out of the office. She went to the elevator and it took her downstairs. Walking out of the company, she walked to her car and went in, she ignited the car engine become driving off to Damien's office. ****FOURTY MINUTES LATER, THE KINGS CORPORATION**** Rose drove in and parked her car in the parking lot then she came out of the car, she checked her wristwatch.

Camellia whistled, "Indeed bulletproof." Rose changed the route and drove onto a secluded road. "Camellia, our car is not bulletproof." "I know, just teasing Panther. He wouldn't dare to shoot," Camellia chuckled playfully. After turning a corner, Rose stepped on the gas pedal and stopped the car. Both Camellia and Rose quickly got out of the car. Rose stood coldly while Camellia leaned against the car, looking as if two cars were speeding towards them after turning the corner. Panther was startled, he slammed on the gas pedal, leaving skid marks on the road.

Fortunately, she hid behind the mask. When did she become Jasper's woman? She rushed out of the villa as it was too embarrassing. The beach was hectic. A new limited edition of Maserati stopped in the middle of some roses. The roses were placed in a heart shape. Two red ribbons were tied to the back of the car, fluttering in the air under the sea breeze, which was very romantic. Eli pulled Stella over to watch the show. Federick got out of the car with an evil smile.

But what else could Rose expect from a bargain that wasn't even left. Rose spontaneously brushed away the heavy wetness on her face. The speed of the car really cut through the flickering city of Milan. She thinned her lips as the road to the cemetery drew nearer. Rose's body was pushed forward. Her breathing was still ragged. The sound of screeching tires soared after Rose fully applied the brakes. Rose's frenzy made the hood of the car almost hit a looming pole. Fuck it. Rose got out with the car engine still running. She needed light, at least not to be troubled by the darkness.

No matter how much she trusted anyone, she always kept Baby T a secret. Rose didn't want to raise suspicions that she was hiding something, so she followed her. When Jasmine led her to where she parked her car, Rose froze. It was a shiny black Mercedes Benz, that's definitely too expensive for a woman who claimed to have just lost her job as a bartender at a club. “Please, put on your seatbelt.” Rose’s hands were shaking as she fastened it. Five minutes into the drive, no one spoke. They were both quiet. “Where’s your location?” Jasmine asked, tapping on the steering wheel.

Roman told her, looking around for a safe spot to park his car. Rose rolled her eyes and pulled open the car while Roman was still driving. "What are you doing?" Roman halted the car abruptly. Rose was quick to holding something but Roman hit his head on the steering wheel so he gave a small wince as he muttered. "Fuck!" Rose didn't looked back as she got down from the car. If she was being truthful to herself, it was just an extra way to delay the ride back to her college so she could have more time alone with Roman but she was also curious as to what was happening. She crossed over o the other side of the road where the night club was just ew meters away from her. She whipped her head arou

He growled louder this time. He walked up to me, standing directly infront of me. May was prancing around in my head and pretty much singing. 'MATE! MATE! MATE!' I was so confused. Mason was our mate, and we rejected him. Just as I finished my thought, I heard a low growl coming from, who I now know is Alpha Wyatt. His beautiful green eyes were swirling with black. He growled out once more, and what he said had me understanding what May was doing in my head. "MATE."

The Sunflower, with its vitality, was given by Jeffrey when he went to the amusement park. All the flowers were Jeffrey's favorites. Of all the flowers, there were no roses, which he chanted about as his favorite day and night. It was only at that moment that I realized that he loved roses but was unwilling to give them a place in his home. Jeffrey's exclusive ringing sounded, and the phone screen lit up. "I just got out of the hospital. Now I'm going to pick you up at the manor. "The rose bracelet is ready. You can bring it on later.

The smell of smoke never left her. Even after five years, Inés still woke up coughing some nights, the phantom scent of ash curling through her dreams like a ghost refusing to rest. “Name?” the guard at the Delgado estate gate asked, his voice flat but suspicious. Inés gripped the strap of her cheap bag tighter. “Inés Montoya. I’m here for the maid position.” The man’s eyes raked over her; young, pretty, average enough not to draw attention, which was the point. He muttered something into his walkie-talkie, then motioned for her to go inside.