Rachel Keller Feet Novels & Stories

just a nobody. "But they really need to stop this bad behavior already, they derived joy in seeing other people hurt", I blurted out. She nodded. "Iam Kelsi" I introduce myself collecting the bottle water I dropped earlier from her. "Rita!" She smiled widely, she is no doubt adorable with her red lips and big bright eyes. I smiled. "Let's get something before the break ends" rita urged exictedly while her followed behind her. After break, I walked into the class and sat down.

I started to wonder if maybe I was getting too friendly with Jessica. Rachel Killian came out of the changing rooms in the robe, her warm golden-brown skin more heavily revealed as I walked her down to the room. I ran through the questionnaire with her, and while she didn’t flirt with me as directly as Eden did, she also wasn’t as clinical or impatient as most of my clients. She joked lightly and smiled with a warm quirk to her plush lips. I was surprised to find out she was in her early forties, and she mentioned she had a couple of kids in their young teens. I went through the motions, stepping out to allow her to get under the sheet on the massage table, and then re-entered.

, she turns, slowly, and almost shakily from how much her anger is consuming her. Nobody speaks. Rachel’s eyes are red behind the pair of glasses perched on her nose bridge. I gulp, my fingers pick at the lace of my dress. It’s too short, riding up my butt, it’s uncomfortable but it’s what my life has come to. And my toes feel like they would burst in my high heels, the shoes are a size smaller, and I dare not make a face of discomfort. I look down, not cowering, but guilty of the crime that would soon be mentioned. It’s not a crime if I stand up for myself. The fool felt too full of himself.

"Oh, of course, I'll get another one right away." She soon returned with a more conservative option. It was a two-piece set with a grey knit short-sleeve top and a matching pleated skirt. It still flattered Rachel's long legs and complimented her slim figure. The sales assistant had sold clothes for years, but she couldn't remember seeing such beautiful legs. Rachel thought it looked good too. Tyler rubbed his chin and finally nodded with satisfaction. "What about her shoes?" Only then did the assistant notice Rachel was barefoot. "Right! I'll go grab a pair."

Rachel was always dealing with migraine and fatigue from adjusting to the body she was now occupying, she was battling insomnia and for fucksake, she's a billionaire now and she hasn't been able to enjoy the perks of being a billionaire for one fucking day for the past two months plus. All she has been doing was looking over her shoulder and making sure she doesn't get caught up in any of Alice's and Xander's plans. All she wanted to do was dig her feets into some soft, moist silt sand and get baked by the beach sun with a friendly tequila with no Alice, Xander or even Yandel to worry about. "I could swear you almost referred to yourself as a third person." Yandel butted in. Rachel knew he w

I paid off every debt, cut off every way to reach me, and spent the last of my money on a train ticket heading to the south. I was living life rough and just barely scraping by. However, as my legs never got proper treatment, the damage to them became permanent. The pain would drive me insane almost every day. But, as enough time passed, I became numb to it…

Noah's POV "Rachel Houston," Juliet’s voice echoed through the room, calm but ringing with finality. The moment she said it, I felt like the air had been sucked out of my lungs. Rachel Houston, the woman behind RA Lavantado, the brand everyone had been talking about for years. How could this be possible? Rachel, of all people? The same Rachel who had been a ghost since that one night, the same Rachel I had thought was out of my life forever, was now standing before everyone as a global fashion icon.

Kyle continued, “He doesn’t understand clinical trials. He can’t read pharmacological data. He doesn’t even know how the compound was stabilized.” Aleric’s face tightened. “That’s irrelevant.” “No,” Kyle said calmly. “What’s relevant is that Sage is a medical doctor.” The room froze. “She graduated from the Royal College,” Kyle added. “Top of her class.” Sophia laughed nervously. “That’s impossible.” Kyle looked at her. “Is it?” He turned to Aleric. “You knew.” Aleric said nothing. Sophia’s smile slowly faded. She looked at Aleric, searching his face. “Brother?”

My cheeks burned with shame, but my body responded with another slow throb between my legs. Kael’s private residence appeared after nearly an hour; a sleek, isolated modern house built into the hills, all dark glass and steel. No neighbors. No staff tonight. Perfect for secrets. Inside, the lights were low and warm. Kael poured me a glass of water and made me sit on the wide leather sectional while he paced, thinking. “Rachel is the immediate problem,” he said, voice steady but edged. “She’s not thinking clearly. That makes her dangerous. We need to neutralize her before she does something stupid like go to Liam or the press.”

Hope you're good’ A smile tugged at the corner of her lips, but before she could send back a text, Rachel descended the stairs in all her glory. She wore a strapless red silk gown that stopped just above her knees, with a slit running high up on her right thigh. Chloe gave a little amused laugh. “I knew you had other plans.” Rachel rolled her eyes. “I might have a date.” “Date? I thought you broke up with Drake?” “Oh not Drake,” said Rachel as she walked down the stairs. “It's some guy I met on Tinder.”