Reading Juicy Gossip In Her Mind Novels & Stories

Good as hell by Lizzo, was blasting from the earphones of Adriana, people who walked passed her had to take a look at her again. Yeah, that's who she is, a head turner. And she enjoys all the attention that comes with her craziness. Her hands were stained with some paint as a result of painting for ten hours straight. As she made her way down the street, feeling the beat flowing from her earphones.

I almost broke right then and there. I turned over, staring at him in the darkness. "Maybe you should ask yourself what you've done to make me so unhappy." "What did I do?" he demanded, his voice full of self-righteous anger. "For example," I let out a soft, humorless laugh. "Your new assistant, Clara. I saw her today. I smelled something… unique on her. Is she pregnant?" In the dark, I felt his body go completely still. All the heat, all the desire, vanished as if doused by a bucket of ice water.

While I was in the countryside, so hungry that I ate scraps meant for animals, she was in the city eating proper meals and could even go to the store every year to buy new clothes. Just when I had resigned myself to living day after day working the fields, trying to get more money, I was recognized and brought back to the Harrington family. I thought it would be the beginning of a happy life, but I never imagined that my truly miserable life was just starting. Desperate for the family love I had always craved, I tried to get close to them, hoping to find that warmth. Yet when Victoria flaunted the love she received in front of me, I could not control the jealousy in my heart.

“Touché.” The air between them shifted—subtle, but charged, like the moment before a storm breaks. His gaze lingered on her, measuring, testing, the way a skilled player sizes up an opponent before making the first move. And she, with equal precision, was cataloging every flicker of expression, every minute shift in his tone, as if filing them away for later use. “You’re new to the scene,” he said, voice smooth but threaded with quiet curiosity. “Or maybe,” she countered, her lips curving faintly, “I’m just very good at not being noticed.”

I said innocently. “Ugh, he's no fun when it comes to gossip. And what do you mean you don’t know anything? Don't tell me you're laying low in a house with three HOT men!?” she gasped dramatically, “you should have all their juicy secrets in the back of your palm.” I was about to respond when her phone rang. She glanced at the screen and smiled before turning to me, “this will take a while but we can finish this discussion later, I’m pretty sure I’ve just landed a gig for Fenty Beauty!”

She hadn't known that her father's story had been published in the paper yesterday, and she wondered who let the word out. She immediately fished out her phone and searched the internet for the news. When she found nothing, she wondered if Blake had the articles taken down. She hadn't expected so many things to happen in the last few days. She had been isolated in Oak Garden against her will and hadn't heard anything about this. When Eunice arrived at the restaurant, she noticed Yasmin sitting alone by the window. The latter appeared to be in a daze, her gaze lowered and her profile forlorn.

Johnny Packer had shared a clip with me that showed him in a hotel with Mindy running over to him, questioning him, "Why did you come back?" Johnny said nothing, and Mindy lost control of her emotions and started tearing up. "You left without hesitation back then. What right do you have to show up after all this time to mess with my life?! How can you be so selfish, Johnny?" I walked into an empty stairwell as I watched the woman lose control in the clip, showing a side of her that I had never known. My buddies were always commenting about how Mindy acted overly calm with anything that involved me, but I would always reply nonchalantly, "Women at the top always tend to keep their emotions in

I guess it just popped in my head. Damn it! Stop thinking about her! Remember she’s not for you. She's nothing! I licked my lips thinking about what I could do to her... I mean that gorgeous creature came into my nightclub. But back in my mind, Sherry was in there... Hmm… I wonder if Sherry would come to a place like this? Nah! That girl has a one-track mind that’s only for books like weird science, robots, and virgin stuff. I know she's probably a virgin. I chuckled, then dirty thoughts came to my mind. Fuck I hit my head to get them out of there. Damn it! She's probably thinking about... I don’t know what they like to do.

He had the face of a refined aristocrat, but he was clearly out of his mind. I watched the city blur past the window. Just then, I realized that my heart was racing and my palms were slick with sweat. Was I actually ready to catch them in the act? What would I even say to Reynolds? The more I thought about it, the more I realized I didn't want to talk at all. I wanted to punch him in the face. After everything, if I didn't give him a piece of my mind, I'd never forgive myself. The car pulled into a high-end neighborhood.

Fiona had come across that and had gotten angry. One skipped meal was enough to make Rob extremely worried and anxious. Hence, the sudden thought of me. He wanted me to listen to Fiona’s thoughts to find out why she was upset. However, he could not find me at all. The other escorts were smiling fawningly when they heard that Rob was here for me. “You’re here for Hetty?” Hetty was my name in the red-light district. “She left five years ago. Her first client was a rich man. That man fell in love with her at first sight, so he bought her off with one million dollars. All of us were so jealous of her!”