Regina Hutchinson Novels & Stories

"Scarlett." ******

"He's a changed man, Leo. He is no longer the cousin that kidnapped me to hand me over to your archenemy." He laughed and raised an eyebrow. "Then who is he?" "The cousin that has been helping me. I'd almost certainly be dead by now without him," I replied. "Helping you do what exactly?" he asked. "Help his sister," I said. Leo stared blankly. "Max doesn't have a sister." I shook my head, "After Milo Megestanis died, his mate had an affair with a man named Roberto Benedetta and had a daughter called Milly-"

She never came out of her room yesterday, not for food, not to catch up on her pack duties. Nothing. When I tried to get into the room and talk to her she wouldn’t say anything, just kept the door locked and the tv up really loud. Don’t get me wrong, I have a key to the door. But the goal is for her to want to talk to me again, and barging into the room where I'm not wanting just might not be the answer. She let Creed in the room long enough to give her food and restock her snacks in the mini fridge. He said she looked awful, her hair is a mess and there’s trash all over the room. It’s been days since she’s left the room and everytime he goes in there to give her food he said it smells like

I said. "Why?" Maxwell asked. I wasn't expecting him to ask. I was expecting Clay to ask that question. I guess the whole warming thing had softened him. "That bitch is too much work. She is rude, arrogant and impossible to deal with. I can't deal with her shit. She also has a sense of entitlement. She didn't even say thank you for the stuff I got her. She is a grade-A bitch." I complained, and Clay began to laugh. "She is a Valkin Alpha's child, Lucian. What did you expect?" Maxwell said.

“Mr. Enrique, let me tell you the truth about your fiancée. Do you really know who Meadow is? She’s a shameless slut and a p**nstar. Back in high school, she seduced Matt every chance she got. She dragged him into locker rooms after school, the backseats of cars in the parking lot, empty classrooms during lunch—anywhere they could be alone. She didn’t just hook up with him; she filmed every single time. Those videos are still online today, easy to find if you search her name. They have millions of views from all over the world. People leave disgusting comments calling her a cum dumpster, a public glory hole, a dirty whore who loves it rough. Everyone saw her naked, moaning, doing things no d

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

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Kylynn comments. “I am going to kick you wifes ass Zach.” Doug states. They walk over and join us. They start helping us try and organize this mess of shit. No one has said anything for a while, which is weird. Usually, you can’t shut up these boys or the women. “Hey I found a picture of Regina. It says her last name is Cordavalle.” Brent says. I take a picture of him. It is Regina, but the last name doesn’t sound right. I look at Greg, Lyle, and Randall. I can tell they are thinking the same thing.

She ignored the stares and the gossip and simply focused on the class. There was a time when the professor excused herself, leaving the class alone. Charlie diligently read her book when the girl beside her whispered, "Regina Wyatt. That's her name. She is a transferee from Braeton City. She is in her third year of taking marketing. Just in case you don't know." Charlie stared at the girl beside her. This girl had short black hair and very pale skin. She wore black-rimmed glasses and was dressed in a knitted blouse and jeans.

"Because you're Regina Mildred. And Kimberly is a dollar store knockoff wrapped in lies and desperation. You've got this." Nicholas's voice came through my earpiece. "Camera three will be focused on your reactions. Stay calm. Stay lethal." I smiled. The kind of smile I hadn't used since Lloyd called me a whore in front of a crowd of investors and I made her choke on her own insult. Yeah. I could do this. The host smiled brightly, the kind of artificial expression that came with well-paid neutrality. "Today, we have two remarkable women Regina Mildred, beloved finance executive of the Keepers and founder of RM Fashion, and Kimberly Hart, philanthropist and advocate, recently revealed to be Ju