Sabrina Vaz Novels & Stories

She was thinking about her pen name Azalea and was puzzled because it was a standard to put the artist’s name on the bottom corner. There was a brief silence again before Vince finally spoke. “I'm talking about your real name, Sabrina,” he mused, “I meant about Sabrina Mondragon..” he added. Sabrina almost dropped her phone on the floor. Her eyes were wide as saucers with her jaw dropped. “W-why would you want my name on it?” she asked in utter disbelief.

“I need it. I can’t keep living with all these ghosts. I want us to dig together. Quietly. I trust you more than anyone right now.” Yvonne squeezed my hand, her expression turning serious but determined. “There’s someone who might know things,” she said. “Sabrina. She’s a high-end pimp who’s been in the game for decades. She knew a lot of the old players including women like your mother. If anyone has dirt on Isabella Vargas and how she connects to Celeste and the Morettis, it’s her. But she’s careful. We’ll have to approach her the right way.” I felt a spark of hope mixed with fear. “You’ll help me?”

She studied from the start here and knew each and every corner of the school so she helped me navigate my math and coincidentally we had the same class. She was a chatterbox and had that friendly vibe however not everyone interacted with her over the last week I spent with her and I wondered why. She was nice to me and I wouldn't be wrong to say we were becoming friends. Sarah had the most beautiful set of dimples and she was blonde. Her smile was so beautiful. "Did you complete your homework, Arabella?" She asked me and I nodded my head as we took a seat in the front. "It was so hard I had to take help from Hades. And the sweetheart that he is, didn't even hesitate to do my homework. I love

"Scarlett." ******

MARIA'S POV I'd say Old Grandpa was the only one who was genuinely happy to see me. The rest of the people at the party had just been there as a formality. I can't blame them, I would be mad too if I had received an invitation out of the blue. But maybe I shouldn't complain. This party was for me after all, was it not? Maria Rodriguez. My name. The name that sent shivers down men's spine in my world.

"This is also still unclear. Sabrina's trail is very faint so far." "That's because she uses all her assets in Axel's name. Starting from registering the company, everything is in Axel's name. And Axel is like a robot made by her."

She is the kind of woman who commands attention quite easily without hardly lifting a finger. “Oh, no thank you,” I say, offering a polite smile. “You’re Leila, aren’t you?” she asks, her tone friendly but curious. “Alexander’s wife?” “Yes,” I reply, my smile faltering slightly. It still feels strange to hear the words out loud. “I’m Sabrina,” she says, holding out a perfectly manicured hand. “I work with Alexander. Well, indirectly. I’m with the Hawke Foundation.” I shake her hand, my grip probably weaker than it should be. “Meeting you is great.”

Whoever took the position of CEO was irrelevant to her. However, Sabrina was full of curiosity about this and said with a gossipy face, "I heard she just returned from studying abroad. Although she has a Ph.D. in Business Administration, she doesn't have much practical work experience. Is she not afraid of being talked about behind her back for taking up the CEO position directly?" Joan, sitting next to Sabrina, disdainfully sneered, "Who would dare to gossip about her? She is the dream lover of that person from Moriarty Group."

After seeing her Selena off she quickly walked over to her new boyfriend. "I'm done we can leave now." "Hmmm" He seemed unfocused when talking to her. Like she was invisible. Sabrina blinked her eyes twice then just got into the car. He also got in and sat in the driver's seat. The car was a black limited Maybach. There was only five in the world and somehow he happen to be part of that population. But she Sabrina Harris didn't react to the car as much as James wanted. She looked at the car like any other ordinary vehicle. she was neither impressed or asking about it as if she had seen it before.

Jason’s face drained of color. Sabrina pretended to be guilty, but Vanessa knew her sister too well. “And you — who claim to be my older sister — are the most disgusting person I know.” Sabrina’s look morphed into a careless half smile. “Are you done ranting? Because I think you should worry about more important things, like how a wolfless student plans to survive the Shifters Academy. Do you even know how my connections helped you get a good record?” The words stung. The double-ended meaning of Sabrina’s words told Vanessa that without her, she wouldn’t even be here. Sabrina worked at the Academy now, having been a student three years ago and later recruited for her exceptional combat skill