Novel & Cerita Nina Reed

"Hey." "Rea! Oh my gosh, finally!" Nina’s voice exploded through the speaker, brimming with her usual manic energy. "I’ve been dying to call you all day. Tell me everything. How are things going over there? How is the grand reunion? Is your new family treating you well, or do I need to come over there with a baseball bat?" I couldn't help but laugh, leaning back against a mountain of plum-colored silk throw pillows. "Put the bat away, Nina. Honestly, it’s… it’s insane. You wouldn't believe it."

"For the last time, stop calling me your wi–!" I end the video call as I pull out the airpods and head straight to the ruckus. Or what I thought to be a ruckus. The door opens before I can voice out my presence and Nina comes out with a red clothing hanging on her arm. While she wears nothing but her underwear.

Sexually. I reach the small cabin which is built of glass outside the CEO's massive cabin. I see two telephones, a printer, and a fax machine on the table. I decorate my new table with the Hotwheels car, a dog's photo frame, ashtray, and the playboy swimsuit calendar. Yay! I see a file lying on the desk with the title, "Non-Disclosure Agreement." Which instantly clicks in my head, Christian Grey! Is Ryan into BDSM, wait that's why he chose me as his secretary? Does he know who I am?

They were closed, Her facial expressions soft. “Hm” she hummed, and I smiled. She was awake but barely. “You fell asleep” I informed her praying to the moon goddess that she didn’t run from me. that she didn’t try to fight me just for a few moments at least. Nina’s pov- “Sorry” I apologised my voice low and sleepy as I rolled onto my side to face him, it was surreal I felt warm yet at the same time I could feel the goosebumps of the chill in the air.

A voice came from behind the two. Gael and Leonard turned around in unison and they were both shocked at the sight of Ashton. Ashton was walking over with a woman and the two were holding hands. The woman had fair skin, she was slender with a narrow waist and her legs were long. She looked beautiful as her long hair danced lazily in the wind. Ashton was as dashing as always but his face was a little pale. Gael's mouth was wide open after seeing his grandson. Leonard on the other hand had his eyes fixed on Maya as his eyes flashed with a mysterious light. No one could tell what he was thinking about or what was so interesting about Maya.

Who am I fooling? Okay, I was more than curious, and I thought this was way better than going out on a date that only gave me false hope. I quickly signed up with a new username. Then I hit the preview of the Nutella girl. Nutella girl? That's cute. Sindy Kate. I read it aloud, making me laugh like a twit. It sounded like the word syndicate. Then there she was, live in the flesh. She had a slim figure, almost skinny, but her arms were toned though. Her round face had a little hint of makeup, not too much—that was what I liked in a woman. Her full lips painted with glossy pink.

he said, voice rough, “I am Alexander Reed. My family erased you and your mother. I can’t undo that. But if you allow it, I will restore both of you to the Reed records.” Nia stared at him. The silence stretched. Alexander did not fill it. Good. He was finally learning not every silence belonged to him. At last, Nia said, “Record?” “Yes.” “Not own?” His throat moved. “Not own.” “Name stays mine.” “Yes.” She looked at Maeve, then at me. I nodded once. Nia turned back to Alexander. “Then write.” He bowed his head. “I will.” That evening, the first corrected Reed record was entered into the pack archive.

Cassandra says, wrinkling her nose. “It wasn’t the best read,” I agree. “But I like the way she carries herself. She has real confidence.” My wife shakes her head slightly as the woman on the screen states clearly, “I’m Nina Blake.” “I don’t know who that is,” I mumble to myself. “She hasn’t broken through yet,” my wife explains, glancing at her notes. “But she’s very smart. She’s from the East Coast.” I give her a pointed look. “Oh, right. So everyone from the East Coast is smart, huh?”

“The location of the Nromais is at 12 o’clock. Hurry!” At that same time, Ellaine sat on the sofa across the TV. She had a teen magazine on her lap and the box she received on her birthday on the side table. She was currently having one of the best weekends ever. First, there were no classes. Second, she had the house to herself because Aunt Caroline spent the day with her best friend. Now she had the best leisure time with all the entertainment she needed. And only three, desperate, loud taps against the door would ruin her perfect little day.

One night, a few days later, aimlessly browsing through the old vanity in her bedroom, she found one of the local magazines. Treasure opened it up to read it. There she saw a bold full-page Ad, it stated. “We women need to stick together. Call me if you want to reclaim your independence.” Attorney Nina Long.