Piper Mclean Powers Novels & Stories

"You're the dumbass that jumped in the way!! He was a moving target. I knew what I was doing! YOU wanted to be Billy badass, and got put on your ass!" Piper jumped to her feet, stepping closer to me, her face scrunched in anger. "YOU KNOW WHAT?! FUCK YOU, LOREN!! WHAT THE HELL'S BEEN YOUR PROBLEM!" She shouted. "YOU!! YOU'VE BEEN FUCKING UP FOR THE LONGEST TIME. EVER SINCE YOU LOST MELODY, YOU'VE BEEN MOPPY!" "ME!! BITCH, YOU'RE THE ONE WITH ALL THE POWERS. HOW THE FUCK SHE SLIPPED THROUGH YOUR FINGERS??!"

“Relax. Nobody will believe a word she says. I’m a respectable man, and she’s just an intern. Besides, we gave her the aphrodisiac, she’ll enjoy every second. So have your fun while we record it. I might even join in once you’re done.” Piper turned slowly, her eyes locked on mine. “Do you see now, Grace? This is what power looks like. No matter what you do, I’m always ahead. I have people backing me; you have no one. No one will save you. You’re just a disposable woman.”

She looked like she'd come out of a Vogue fashion ad. Piper, on the other hand, was only five foot four and too curvy to look good in most off-the-rack outfits. Her hair was that boring color somewhere between brown and blonde, and her eyes were a light, almost washed-out blue. The only thing she really liked about herself was her face. It wasn't model caliber, but pretty enough if she put some makeup on. Not that she did that very often. When she was examining gems through her tools and viewing scopes, heavy makeup on her eyes posed a problem.

Jane approached, took a seat opposite her, and said with a smile: "Piper, I apologize for keeping you waiting." The young lady removed her sunglasses, revealing a delicate and fair complexion. The mole beneath the corner of her eye conveyed an alluring impression. She was the celebrated American songstress Piper Smith. "It's not often that we meet, so I don't mind waiting." Piper giggled, seeing that Jane was convinced, and said, "I was just joking, I haven't been here for long." Jane nodded, "I'm sorry, you're so busy and I still made you come out."

Piper raised her voice, showing off on purpose. After being overshadowed by Ella for so long, she had finally found her chance. It felt like she was about to turn her life around. Ella wasn’t impressed. “Really? Well, I hope you make a fortune. That is, if you actually trust Christine’s so-called business skills.” “Even if Christine isn’t capable, the entire Pratt family is backing her. You can be jealous all you want—it won’t change anything!” Piper declared confidently.

I wasn’t the person to accommodate. She checked her screen. Scanned. Looked again. Then her voice came, cool and professional: “I’m sorry, Miss Monroe. We don’t have you in our system. I’m afraid you’ll have to leave.” There it was. The verdict. Not seen. Not acknowledged. Not allowed. Piper’s smile sharpened. “You heard her,” she said, stepping forward, low voice dripping with triumph. “Get the fuck out, you psycho.” Something in me snapped. Not loudly.

Alpha Nevaeh says, pointing to Piper. “But she didn’t win!” Megan whines. “She would have if she’d had two more seconds. Your move, on the other hand, was merely done out of spiteful anger. You don’t win fights with emotion either, Ms. Alston,” Alpha Nevaeh says. Megan glares at Piper who smirks and shrugs at her before limping back over to us. “Are you okay?” I ask her. “Yeah, more pissed off than anything. What a fucking cheater!” she says, making sure the last part comes out loudly enough for everyone to hear.

she shot back with confidence. She freed her hold on my cock and undid the button of her jeans. In one smart move, she slipped her jeans off, revealing a pair of red G-string. I held my breath for some seconds, my cock becoming wat harder than before. “Is that a dare?” I grinned in anticipation. Piper smirked, pulling her panties down slowly, revealing a neatly shaven pussy. “I'm gonna make you cum sonhard, you won't forget this pussy for years to come.”

“No, you go first. I came here to find you—” “Geez. What’s the big deal?” Piper came to the door, still sleepy. Her hair was a mess. Her freckled cheeks were red, a hand on her hip, bouncing her gaze between us. “You're both crazy over each other. If he shows it to other people who are billionaires, then that’s gross. Jeffrey Epstein is kind of gross. So just make up already. Make-up sex is great by the way, especially when you’re still angry.”

She spared another glance at her mother and Scarlett nodded at her reassuringly once more. With that, Audrey finally summoned her wits and turned to the man, who was waiting beside her. "Hello, Sir Pete," Audrey smiled nervously at Elon's PA. It had been three years since she had seen the man. Sir Pete has always been Elon's PA since Audrey was six, so he has automatically become their family over the years. "Oh, dear, I told you to always call me Pete," He said calmly as per his demeanor. "How could I though? You're old enough to be my father, Sir Pete. That would be inappropriate," Audrey expressed with a sigh as they entered the hall, disappearing from the view of Scarlett and the others.