Novel & Cerita Roxanne Jarvis

She was very thirsty. "Now, tell me what's wrong, Mrs. Robertson?" I leaned in, genuinely concerned, meeting her dull grey eyes. "Is Roxanne okay?" Her eyes welled, her face scrunched in sorrow as she shook her head, "n-no." Nerves surfaced, just a little. "What's wrong with her?" The woman sniffled, "Roxanne was arrested and jailed." Shock and disbelief rocked my system. I pulled back. "What?"

Evelyn stands, winking at me before slipping out. The nurse sets the basin on a nearby table. “My name is Marissa. I’m an AQUA, and I will be healing your wound.” Her voice is robotic, detached, as if she’s done this a thousand times before. “Please raise your arm so I can examine it.” I lift my arm, revealing the angry red-and-purple bruise spreading across my ribs. She barely reacts—like she’s seen much worse. With a simple gesture, the water in the basin rises into the air, forming a hovering sphere above my injury. As it sinks onto my skin, an icy sensation spreads through my body, deep into my bones. The pain fades, melting away with the water.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

"Well, your full name is Cincinnati Roxanne Lopez, twenty three years old, ex-stripper, hitman, other vices and there are also a few other details." "Like?" "You have people dear to your heart, Reynolds, Renata and Lauren the old widow." "Don't call her that!" I flipped. "Sorry, I didn't mean it that way." He apologized, a bit laid-back. "Wait how did you even find out I go by Roxanne? It's not even on my birth certificate or records." "I have my ways?" "Riiiight." I drawled. "How old are you?" "Twenty five, in August though."

Sapphire blushed in embarrassment as whisked the chocolate batter. "I do but I wear normal ones...not the one which once your husband will see you and won't leave till you are pregnant with triplets!" A gush of embarrassment brewed in Sapphire and before she could think anything, the whisk flew out of her hand to hit the shameless Selena ! Selena ditched the the whisk and grinned victoriously. She turned to pick up the the whisk from the floor but was left star struck to find James Ronaldo behind her with the batter spread on his face and shoulders.

But deep down I know Mr Xavier doesn't wants me to be his personal assistant cause he likes me, this is about his stupid ego that can't let the drink incident go If he want revenge he ain't gonna get it. I can't wait to see my pay. Pari's pov I walk towards my mirror hanging beside my makeup table checking out my reflection for the fourth time this morning. "Hello there sexy." I greet my self as I checkout my dressing, which is a blue ripped jeans and a light blue T-shirt that says 'sexy bitch' I know its totally my style. "Let's go get some bitches." I wink at the mirror then make my way downstairs.

She had been confused but she had played along but the rest of the events after she had taken the third glass of vodka he had offered her was lost to her and she certainly couldn't remember seeing Xavier. "God he is hotter in person! I would have personally jumped him if not that I work for him and don't want to get fired on the account of being a freak and sued for all I am worth for sexual harassment..... But God that man's ass makes it seem like a worthy enough risk." Jasmine sighed, a dreamy look on her face. Maya held her throbbing head groaning, as she desperately tried to remember even a flicker of any image that correlates with what they were saying but her Brain was blank.

he replied. "You'd be surprised-" I began before vomiting once again. Then minutes later I was about done and sat feeling weak and disgusting. "Do you wanna know what helps with this, darling?" Rosa said, "A warm bath and pancakes. Trust me, I'm an expert." She then ran me a bath and filled it to the brim with bubbles. "I'll get making the pancakes. You just relax," she said, squeezing my hand. "Thank you, Rosa." Rosa was an amazing woman. She was so calm and comforting and she always knew just what to say. But seeing her look after and love her children made my heart ache as I missed my own mum.

The first announcer came back on stage, and he cleared his throat on the mic, then gave a small smile. "We have seen just how much the CEO adores his woman, and I believe a bunch of women feel rather... jealous. Not to worry. She has so much to offer, and tonight, to round off before the banquet officially starts... Miss Roxanne Woods will play a piece for us. She is a passionate violinist who might have stolen the CEO's heart with one of her pieces, and we are more than ready for her to steal ours." I chuckled a bit, then turned to Florian, who had his eyes on me, like he never even took them off.

The living room is fully transformed into a high-fashion showroom. I turn to the maid. “What’s going on—?” But before she answers, a tall, slim woman walks toward me. She is… stunning. Not ordinary stunning. Fashion-editorial stunning. She’s dressed in a breathtaking two-piece set, something minimalistic but extremely expensive, the kind of outfit only people who smell like money wear. She extends her manicured hand. “Good day, Ms. Diana. I’m Cece Louvel, CEO of Louvel.” I almost drop my novel.