Novel & Cerita Riley Paige

Paige has been treated badly over the years under his control, and that would end now! “Honestly Brother George your offer is fantastic and lovely but leaving Dylan entertainment so soon would make them seem I have begun to rebel against them and I don't want them to know that. And also, I am very much aware of the resources I would receive as I am your actress. But I don't want that. ” Paige tried to clarify her reason for declining his offer. Though the offer was tempting and seducing, she couldn't stop the revenge she had been planning for the past one year.

“Act cool, boys. Here comes our goddess.” We hear footsteps, soft and slow, then Paige appears at the top of the stairs, wrapped in one of Remy’s shirts that falls to mid-thigh and nothing else. She looks like dawn personified. Her hair is mussed, and her skin is glowing with that faint shimmer. A soft warmth radiates from her, calling to me, and I have to fight the urge to run to her. Remy trails behind her. He’s shirtless and marked, looking like he barely survived a holy experience and would willingly die for another round.

I smiled and opened the message. PAIGE: Do you know what is going on in my mind? I am flying down to S.A soon and I haven't seen you in a while. We need to talk, I need to fix my shit with you and marry you. To hell with Valentia... I laughed at her last sentence. Was she for fucken real..? ME: are you sure about your last sentence Paige? It didn't take time before she responded back.. PAIGE: Mark my words.. I am going to make you the happiest woman alive.. trust that... She is failing. Let her be with her wife because clearly she loves her. As for you... you will get a me that you deserve..

Raven says. I give her a contemptuous look, "What are you sorry for?" "Everything. I am going to confess that I lied about the whole thing to my mom tonight. And I am sorry about the rumors too. You were right to spit on me," she says. There are tears on her eyes and she sounds genuine even though I know she is faking it. "Please Araya, you have to forgive her. Pierce is threatening to dump her if you don't," Paige begs, clasping her hands together in front of her chest.

Jellyfish type of fishy… Paige was someone who actually heard everything intently before giving her unbiased opinion. And most of the time, she didn’t even care! “Liv, if you act nice, Ryan and Kaylee are ready to be your friends. That will make us all popular!” Paige explained. “Why can’t you just act nice for once?” She huffed. Act what now? Is she okay? Did someone shock her with like a gazillion volts of lightning or something? This cannot be what Paige came up with on her own! Paige was real! She wasn’t a fabricated person running after popularity!

He mumbles, looking down at his desk. “I’m glad to hear that. Now, if that’s the case, can you please be Ainsley’s helper and introduce her to everyone this week?” She sounds nicer now. “Alright, Miss Ratner.” His eyes brighten up. He looks at me and smiles, “Hi! I’m Riley.” He has straight blonde hair that comes down to his chin. It’s a little tangled and looks like straw. I don’t think he brushed it this morning. He has hazel eyes and tan skin. He’s missing a couple of teeth that make his smile look funny.

She nodded and followed Shelly away. Shelly brought Paige to her group of friends and introduced her to everyone. They chatted about clothes, jewelry, gossip, and even entertainment news. In fact, the wealthy were closely related to the entertainment industry. Paige listened to the gossip like a curious little girl. She learned the relationship between celebrities and all kinds of industry secrets. “Paige, why don’t you tell us about Chris?” Someone asked all of a sudden. Chris? What was there to talk about Chris? “About what?” Paige asked.

He turned around and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. "Why? What did I do, Tristan? I just came all the way from school only to see you and there is also something important I need to ask about what happened yesterday. Amanda, on the other hand---" "Stop it, Riley. Whatever she said is the truth. This was all a plan to sleep with you and it always has been." He burst out, causing me to finch away and I stumbled back a little.

RiRi • Well his mother is my Ummahs friend, she's a psychiatrist, her son is a paediatrician, and he looks like you. • How's LA? Faryah •Well, LA's boring, the house is boring too and I'm all alone, I can't even really move around, my feet is healing, it has healed but I still limp. Oops, I really didn't want anyone to know about that, they were going to be seriously worried and bothered, I didn't want that. I couldn't delete it, she had already seen it. RiRi • What's wrong with your feet?

Chapter 101 Hailey Whitmore had watched Riley face on three different magazine covers this month alone, and every single time, something bitter curled tight behind her ribs. She sat in her penthouse living room with her tablet propped on her knee, scrolling through yet another glowing profile *Riley Creed: From Tabloid Punchline to Hollywood's Next Leading Lady* and felt the old, familiar heat crawl up the back of her neck. Two years ago, Hailey had been the one people wrote profiles about. The golden social elite, invited to every gala, photographed on every red carpet that mattered.