Pino Lella Anna Novels & Stories

I clenched my jaw and told her to be quiet. Two maids waited when we arrived. Anna was one of them, smiling as if she had been waiting for this moment. “The Alpha asked for you tonight as well?” she said, and I groaned. Helena instructed the maids: “Something elegant, not excessive. Hair down. We want her to look like a lady in front of the Alpha.” Helena stepped back, and I watched as she walked out of the door, leaving me with the maids. “What do you plan to put me in tonight?” I asked once the door shut. Anna smiled. “That depends,” she said. “On how much you fight us.”

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

“The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from you, Banabella, whose name I discovered in my dreams. I beg you in the name of your own god, grant me my wish, and avoid being uprooted from the face of the earth.” The second parchment read: “Because you have hidden Banabella in an unidentifiable place, with the intent of deceiving me, I’ll tread upon your bodies and make your kingdom bare like ordinary earth. Till I see Banabella, the people of Muzagah shall not be privileged to take in air into their nostrils before the sun sets tomorrow. Prince Habeb speaks!’

Leah Sullivan had never wanted to slap someone so bad! She sat in one of the two black leather armchairs across from her father’s large mahogany desk, and stared at her father, King Marcus. The only outward sign that she was anything other than the calm, unaffected facade she presented was a slightly raised eyebrow.

What a pity. Lorel added, sounding extremely petulant and...a loser. "You only rose high due to connections, Anna. Remember that. After all, I'm still better than you." Annalia has never given a damn that she is an experienced actress. The fact that she is a veteran is something about this loser constantly bragging.

"What about her lipstick? That matched too! Why won't you arrest her?" "What you don't know is that I saw a tube of lipstick falling out of Miles's back pocket earlier when I was questioning you all about Aaron. I don't have the official lab report ready yet, but I know it's a match. Same color and consistency. Besides, what purpose would he have to carry around a lipstick in his pocket?" Danna's partner grinned. "The pictures, knife with his initial, lipstick, all of those things are enough for me. It's time to confess, Miles," Danna said.

"Hello, I'm Signora Vincenza Pallas. The owner of this orphanage. What can I do for you?" "Nice to meet you, Signora Pallas; standing here before you, it's the CEO of Lanfonsy Andino company," He gestures at Makris, who is standing sternly beside the car. "And I'm the Director of Lanfonsy company, Jorginho Aleotti. Please take a look at this document," He stretches out the file to her. She took it from Jorginho and opened it, but a shock befalls her face as she went through it. "You...this... Is—"

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

He was too eager to care and too keen to know anything there is about this impressive girl. An A4 file with details filled the widescreen right in front of Leandro, and he meticulously checked almost every letter on every word written on the file. But to his great disappointment, the file only has her name, age, academic records, phone number, and home address. But as the written name was Brianna Peters, Leandro did not realize that Anna was Brianna. The person with the name Brianna Peters which Charles Anderson had blurted out when Anna appeared before them.

"She wasn't what I was expecting." "She wasn't what anyone was expecting." "She looks too ordinary." Anna snorted at the last comment. Did they expect her to look glamorous just because she was a Siromani? Well, they were in for the shock of their lives because the Annabelle Siromani was not like that.