Mrs Nice Novels & Stories

My heart quickened as she noticed me and made her way toward me, weaving through the sea of people with practiced ease. Mrs. Moore wore her typical fur coat over an extravagant white power suit and dark sunglasses, even though it wasn’t sunny outside. She styled her peppered golden brown hair in a high ponytail, which stretched her features and made her look younger. She really was a beautiful woman. No wonder Kat was a stunning beauty.

she said. Summers went back downstairs; he still could not fathom the situation. He could not understand why Mrs. Mclean was still nice despite her grief , and the fact that she was also about to lose their prized assets and she’s so cool about it. Matilda joined him in the sitting room she was now wearing a flowered gown, Summers could not help but notice how beautiful she looked. She led the way, out of the house. The chauffeur had a quizical look on his face he obviously was surprised at the fact that Summers came out of the house, with a very beautiful woman. He opened the door for them.

She is in her twenties, has dark brown hair, fair skin, and blue eyes. I would say she looks a bit like me, or Leila. I try to push that thought out of my mind. -"Angelic Donneli, you are divinely beautiful," Laurence murmurs. I smile at his compliment. We move closer to them to make the proper greetings. Mrs. Mecness goes directly to my husband, shaking hands. I do the same with Laurence, greeting him with a kiss on each cheek. Mrs. Macness is sexy, dressed in a low-cut red dress. She has beautiful, full breasts. In a vague thought, I wonder if he, Ethan, is not attracted to her.

A soft knock on the door interrupted her. "Please come in". She gently said. The door opened, and there came Alice. "Mrs Wright?". Alice called. "Yes, Alice". She tilted her head to the left and smiled at Alice. "Your home office is cleaned up. It's ready to be used". She informed "Oh really. That's good to know. Thanks Alice ". Her smile grew bigger as she stood up shutting her laptop close "Can you lead me there?". She politely asked. "Yes, ma'am. Please come. This way, please". Alice led the way, and Evelyn followed behind her.

The woman who had her head bowed raises it to meet my gaze and I can't help but to admire her beauty. Blond curly hair that bounces off her shoulders with each movement she makes, brows shaped perfectly, bright brown eyes like one I've seen before and a long pointed nose which leads to a set of bow curved full lips on which a big smile is set upon. She is fucking beautiful. "Hello there, young miss. Have you got any appointment with Mr Martin?" She asks, her tone soft and polite. Wow, I thought secretaries were rude and proud. "Yes, please. Miss Meek from Mister Bryan Hall, he will understand. "

Mrs Winston said confidently, I gave her a smile. “Thank you so much Mrs Winston” I told her again. “You are welcome, Dear” Mrs Winston smiled, smiling at people are rare. She had always carried around looks that said she was strict and no one to mess with. “I will leave you two to your cleaning and enjoy the Cookies” “Yes we will” I replied to Mrs Winston, I and Rylee stayed quiet until the older woman left. “Wow” Rylee exclaimed and a giggle escaped her, “I never knew she was this nice” Rylee shook her head.

He had just looked at me for a moment in the way he looked at things he was not going to comment on and then said the car is downstairs and that was that. The door opened. Margaret Rowe was not what I expected. I do not know exactly what I had been expecting. Something more formidable perhaps. More visibly strategic. The kind of woman who made you feel the assessment happening in real time. She was elegant. That was the first thing. Not in an effortful way. In the way that some people are just built with a particular quality that has nothing to do with what they are wearing or how they are standing. She was in her early sixties. Dark hair going silver at the temples. Beckett's eyes exactly.

Ben had showed a picture to me of the chairwoman of prestige Group so I looked around the crowd of elegant ladies. Finding her,I strode up to her to exchange pleasantries. She saw me before I got to her and she equally walked up to me. She was a woman in her fifties. “Mrs Graham.So nice of you to make it.“She began in a quite friendly tone. “Thanks for inviting me,”I replied. “Oh,you look lovelier in person.The pictures I’ve seen of you didn’t quite do much justice to you.” “You’re flattering me.”I beamed.

Nielle said looking up at the building as they entered one by one with their drivers exporting their bags. “Nielle will never get used to anything huge. Is your husband a small one? Nielle?” Madiea asked flashing her a dirty smile. “Cough- cough. Madiea, don't ask that kind of questions around Mrs. Pinnock! She's an elder woman who deserve respect.” Nielle said with her blushing face. “Oh, I'm looking just as old as one you don't mind me and talk freely.” Mrs. Pinnock said responding to what Nielle said.