Novel & Cerita Rachel Sharma

--- That afternoon, I stood before the old Sanborn board—twelve chairs that once carried silence, strategy, and fear. I’d cleared eight of them. Only four stayed: Leona, Beatrice, a young social entrepreneur named Aria who’d once lived in one of Sanborn’s failed shelters, and unexpectedly—Rachel. Yes, you heard me, Rachel. She showed up wearing a navy gown, no makeup on and the raw expression of someone who’d made a hard decision. We spoke privately before the meeting. “I’m not here to apologize,” she said. Typical Rachel. “I’m not asking you to either.”

By the sounds of it, Karma had done a job well done right there. “Also remember Rachel?” Renee asked me, to which I rolled my eyes. Rachel, Miss Perfect, head cheerleader, and bully number one to me. “Of course,” I mumbled. Rachel had been the epitome of popularity, and her disdain for anyone who didn’t fit into her definition of ‘cool’, was unmatched. “Well, get this,” Renee began, her voice filled with glee. “After you left town, Rachel’s life took an unexpected turn. Karma had something special in store for her.” I leaned in, my excitement growing.

Edna said, confusion vivid on her face “Shawn Gold, Edna Garter. Leave Shawn alone,” Rachel continued and then paused. “He belongs to me.” “What!?” Edna exclaimed. Rachel ignored her and continued. “Now, I wouldn't have taken these steps if Shawn Gold, oh! Maybe I would have, had he welcomed your advances, but he's not interested in you, Edna Garter. If you ever dare to spare as much as a glance his way again, make sure you vanish from the surface of the earth, because I will find you. I'll kill you in the most brutal way you could ever imagine, and by the time anyone realizes, you'll be long dead and decayed. Even if they manage to trace your murder to me, which is impossible, anyway, I ha

A sleek, elegant branding design that was almost identical to the one my firm had been developing behind closed doors. Almost. My fingers froze mid-scroll. The font. The structure. The language. It wasn’t a coincidence. “Again?” I muttered under my breath. Zara nodded grimly. “That’s the third overlap in a month. First the internship structure. Then the networking pitch deck. And now this.” I pushed the tablet back and sat in silence, watching the steam curl up from my mug like smoke from something quietly burning. Rachel was smart. I’d give her that. Ruthless too. She knew how to play dirty without leaving prints... and the worst part was, she had the audacity to do it all while smiling for

I stammer defeatedly knocking my forehead once against the door. Silent tears return coursing down my cheeks. "Rachael herself isn't an active member of the Mafia-like her bother." Mister Mirza denies it, shaking his head as he proceeds. "She's a headmistress of a prestigious university, she has her own security team. She's immensely wealthy and she's the only individual who can provide you safety from Imran." He gently turns me around to face him but I only focus my vision down on my shoes. "Come sit and recollect yourself." He mumbles guiltily. He guides me back to the armchair before offering me a Kleenex tissue.

Reaching out a hand she patted Rachel's head earning herself an indignant hmph. "I'm not a child." Rachel huffed pouting. "Of course you aren't." Elaina giggled ruffling Rachel's hair. "Come we need to prepare for Rathial's arrival, I can feel him approaching." Giving Elaina a questioning look Rachel turned and motioned for her men to follow her. It seemed that even though Rachel was part of the Eastern brethren, it did not mean that she was capable of fighting. Making a mental note to ask Chase the reason later Elaina hurried towards camp as she continued to feel her target approaching.

If I need companionship, I should just get a dog. “Hiking Machu Pichu. Attending Carnivale in Rio de Janeiro. Cliff-diving at Maunawili Falls. Backpacking in Europe.” Rachel closed the folder and set it on the table beside her, swiveling her plush leather chair towards Caitlyn. “And an MD/PhD in Molecular Genomics.” Uncertain what she was supposed to say, Caitlyn lifted one shoulder in a slight shrug and nodded. “For as quiet of a woman as you are, you’re quite an adventurer.”

he said and his step mother yelled more "don't you ever try that Asher don't..she was still talking when he ended the call and threw the phone back to the table. What nonsense is all this how can she get a girl for me to marry did I in any way tell her or anyone that I need a s**t who wants nothing but my money.wh**es everywhere. My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed.

I knew nothing about the ACCM and everything felt weird . "Shut up Shelly, the matter of fact that you didn't get the chance to train with us doesn't mean you will like to let others who get the opportunity fall . Watch your tongue" Rachael spoke and I guessed they hated each other. Mrs Sarah sighed and left the room.in a give up mode as she signalled Jake and Delitto to follow her. I was now left alone with these beast. I was a beast myself and most of them stayed back from me as they saw the dark aura around. " who do you think you are Miss silent. You barge in here on your first day and you seduced the CEO" her words disgusted me but I made no noise. She wasn't my target of exterminating.

amused she wrapped herself around me “Okay my Sweetheart, now have your way with me.” Rachel has always worn strength. Even when she is breaking. I almost kept my pose and let the lawyers finish what I started. But when the elevator doors closed and I saw her standing there, glowing, furious and carrying my child. I instead reached out to her, I wanted to stop by the time we reached the twenty sixth floor but I needed more, I reached out, pressed the button to close the doors and pressed sixty. I should not have touched her. That was the plan. Keep the distance. Keep it clean.