Novel & Cerita Paulina Vasquez

Motefalco Corporation called a meeting early, led by Mary her witch evil sisters, who was just sitting as the newly elected CEO since they thought that Maria was dead and Mr. Montefalco is still resting with her spouse in the states. A little, because she is no longer happy with the declining sales of their market in the past week. She was a bit alarmed as to who was fighting them. While she was killing her time, her dad's secretary, Paulina, who is now somehow recovering from his mild stroke, entered. "Paulina, have you seen the company's new sales inventories?" she asked while browsing through the documents she had read already. She couldn't find the documents she was looking for. The last

she stammered nervously, "the one with the honey eyes is staring at me. He's smiling at me! That was the asshole who..." "Get the fuck in the bathroom!"Lun shouted, losing her temper. She hung up and sighed. She splashed water on her face, trying to wake herself up. She quickly pulled her hair into a ponytail. She walked into the living room and saw Paulina watching a vampire movie. She knew perfectly well that it was Underworld. Paulina loved those vampire and wolf movies. She looked at him and smiled. "Where are you going?" "Alissa called me," she was quiet, thinking what to say. "She's in trouble."

CHAPTER ONE What a day! Chava Maurice, a young and beautiful young lady, slim and average in height who worked as a fashion consultant in one of the fashion homes in Losantiville dropped on her bed, with each pair of her burgundy shoes here and there. She had had a hectic day and all she dreamt of was a good bath, a good meal, and a good sleep. It was already past 7 P.M. and thankfully the next day was Saturday. She had drifted to sleep a little bit before her phone rang. After blindly rummaging through her handbag for a while without finding anything, she sat up and carried out a proper search but by the time she found the phone, the call had ended. She stared at the foreign number that had

I said, and she nodded. “What do you work in?” Renata asked, taking me off guard. She looked me up and down and Diego tensed, glaring at his ex whose eyes were fixed on mine. “As far as I know, all schools end in the afternoon, so you can’t be a teacher. Companies finish working late afternoon too. Well, unless you’re a…” “I am a waitress.” I said, stopping the woman. She froze for a second before looking at Naya and letting out a mocking laugh, both women did. Luna Claudia glared at them, and Alpha Diego let out a low warning growl.

She says, and I shrug. "Actually, Celia Clementine." She says, and I freeze. "You saved my life, Viola." She says, like it is explanation enough, and my heart begins to pound, my ears, hot. "Please, don't name her after me, I am nothing special, please don. . " I stammer, heaving.

“Don’t scare the young man, else someone might get mad at you.“ She murmured to her mate, but their sharp hearing ability didn’t make her comment as private as it should be. It was obvious that she was referring to Isabel, who had a deep frown on her face. He smiled lovingly at his mate and glowered in Dylan’s direction before picking his little girl up from the arm chair. “I’m guessing you haven’t had breakfast as promised… I made scrambled eggs, Tamales, Molletes, Hueuos rancheros and Gordita de Harina, incase you have a sweet tooth.” Paulina’s last remark was directed at Dylan. They all went into the dinning room where different Mexican delicacies covered the dinning table. The sweet arom

Maria couldn't hide her excitement, this atmosphere was one she had always wanted to experience, and nothing could beat the joy she felt right now. "He- Good day, I'm Maria, Jackson's PA," she introduced herself with a polite smile and an outstretched arm. Her handshake was ignored but she got something even more amazing in return. Natasha pulled her into a big, warm hug and Maria almost died of affection that instant. She had just hugged Natasha Shaw, the all-time favorite American actress, she'd never wash this sweet smell off her body. "I'm a big fan of your work," Maria continued and watched Natasha's face lit up, "for a long time now," she included and it earned her a squeal from Natash

Opening it, I searched for an ID and found her driver’s license. *Knock knock.* I placed her bag on the side table and walked to the door. When I opened it, I saw Gabriel standing there, his expression serious. “What’s wrong?” he asked as I stepped aside to let him in. “Who is she, Enzo?” “Well, according to her driver’s license, her name is Ava Rossi,” I said, watching him sniff the air before his back stiffened. “She is a rogue.” “Yes,” I confirmed, feeling the weight of the situation settle heavily on my shoulders.

The other Paulina was not bothering to hide her disdain. "Maria," Vanessa called, not bothering to turn around. "Bring me an apple juice. The fresh-pressed kind, not the bottled one. And be quick about it." Maria's jaw tightened, but she nodded. "Yes, Miss Hale." "And you." Vanessa gestured at Paulina. "Take my bag inside. Be careful with it, it's worth more than your annual salary." Paulina's eyes flashed with anger, but she bit her tongue and reached for the bag.

Sara’s other health problems were also left in the past. Sara grew into a beautiful young woman, with long black hair, long legs, and a full figure. Just like her mother, she never failed to attract attention wherever she went. Can you guess what profession Sara chose? She was studying plastic surgery and was quite a successful student. But for now, let’s go back to Magdalena. Magdalena… A young woman full of life, energy, hope, and sexual desire. The same woman who had committed horrific crimes, who had arranged for her lover to kill her husband, then killed her lover herself, dumped their bodies into a ravine, and burned them both.