Pearl Zhu Novels & Stories

He noticed but didn’t say anything. “This is Stacy Adams, our fashion creator and strategist from Zaya Pearl.” He introduced, his voice carrying dominance, businesslike. “We all know Zaya Pearl is breaking grounds with new fashion inventions everyday, and they are recognized globally among the top three fashion houses in the country and beyond. NOVA is new and we need brilliant minds such as Zaya Pearl to help us get where we need to be, fashion-wise. So they sent one of their most valued staff, Miss Adams. For the next one year, Miss Adams will be our guide as we start this journey into the fashion world. Please, let’s do well to make her time with us welcoming.”

I smiled and started packing once again, "Do you think everything is okay?" Pearl stopped me from packing, "everything is good, only packaging lacks professionalism, you're going to meet so many high profile people, so everything must be elegant and outstanding, including the packaging." She is right, but from where I can get that packing material? Taking her mobile, Pearl ran out of the room leaving me confused, holding the hot chocolate cup, I also went behind her, "Pearl, where did you go?" "Wait a few minutes, you'll know what I'm going to do," Pearl grinned, I was enjoying the hot chocolate she prepared for me, sound of calling bell made her to stand up and go towards the door.

Joel asked, his tone shifting from disbelief to pure professional seriousness as he heard the panic in my voice. ​"Nathan Zander has her, her name is Pearl, and he just had his security guards throw me out of the clinic because he is completely terrified of me getting close to her or asking questions about where she came from," I whispered, glancing around the street to ensure none of Nathan's men were watching me from the parking lot. "I need you to use every single resource the Quinn family has to discreetly dig into Nathan’s adoption records from seven years ago, and you cannot let anyone find out we are looking, especially not my parents or Nathan himself."

Amy attempts to shoot Daya a glare but she can’t hold a serious face to save her life. “How are you feeling Daya? I can’t believe you’re due next month. We’re all going to be aunties!” Pearl shrieks excitedly. She looks effortlessly impeccable in a long, sleeveless, blush-colored dress with beaded embellishments. The length of her dress makes her seem even taller. I always find it amusing that our youngest sister is the tallest of all five of us.

There were gowns and tuxes on women and men of such importance, Pearl felt like a complete outcast and that she was definitely in over her head. "Hello Friederike. Lovely to see you. I am looking forward to your speech tonight. And who is this enchanting woman?" A older man said, greeting them and offering to kiss Pearl's hand. "Hello, Andrew. This is Pearl. Pearl Clarke. She is the president and owner of Trigon Incorporated, a wonderful vocalist in an American band who just had their first number one song, and also a dear friend of mine. Pearl, this is Prince Andrew, of Monaco."

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.