Sally Face X Travis Novels & Stories

She had a frown on her face as she walked toward Scott’s desk and sat down in front of him. They both exchange pleasantries. “So, what are you doing here? Did you miss me or something?” Scott asked, raising an eyebrow with a smirk. “Nothing like that, I came here to talk about you and Eva. She told me that you guys broke up,” Sally said, maintaining a straight face. “Yeah, it couldn’t work out between us, she has trust issues and I also have trust issues,” Scott replied. “Oh cut the crap Scottie, are you forgetting that I know you more than you know yourself? There is a new woman you like and don’t tell me that I am wrong,” Sally said in a high-pitched voice.

“ Sally take this cellphone from my hand and tell me I'm not hallucinating this text and Tristan is actually begging me to come back to him ” “ What the **** ”Sally exclaimed basically snatching the phone from her hands . “ Shut the phone girlll you're not hallucinating at all , the bastard is finally begging ” . Sally stood up doing a weird celebratory dance that made Alicia giggle . “ I can't believe it finally worked , Sally I finally have him exactly where I want him ”. “ Yes you do girl , now you know what we're going to do . You're going to ghost him and not respond at all , let him feel like he is not worth it all, he isn't worth your time ” .

Travis pushed Hailey into his office chair and caught her with both arms, looking directly at her. By this point, Hailey also thought her actions had angered him. She chuckled shyly and said, “Hey, I was just curious, okay? It’s the first time I’ve seen you trim your eyebrows.” “Well, you’re curious about my eyebrows. But why did you pinch my face?” Travis asked. Hailey She smiled and said, “I feel like your face looks brighter and cleaner than yesterday, so I was wondering if you also got a facial when you got your eyebrows done.”

Rhea's Pov Sally let out a sharp scoff, she looked like a woman who still believed she held the strings. She straightened her spine, pulling herself up from Beatrice’s side. "Ending?" Sally repeated, her voice dripping with a venomous mockery. She brushed a stray, silver-blond hair from her face, her eyes narrowing into slits of pure malice. "You truly are a naive little girl, Rhea. Do you think a video and some digital numbers on a screen are enough to bring down the Taylors? Do you think the foundations I’ve built over decades can be toppled over by a commoner like you?” Sally laughed again, her eyes rolling.

Finally, his shoulders sagged and he fell into the chair behind him, panting with his head thrown back. Sally's eyes were glued wide open, her breath was rasping through her mouth, her lips gone dry. Feeling the sensation first, she looked down and saw her nipples trying to poke holes through her linen blouse. She inhaled deeply, licked her lips, and then squeezed her knees together. Oh. She could feel her labia slip against one another. Trish spoke first, fanning her face. "I'd say that's worth a little investigation."

And for those spouting nonsense, you'd better think carefully about whether you have what it takes to cross the Saccone family! Seeing how confident I was, everyone present began to hesitate. Mrs. Scott Senior slammed her cane on the ground in frustration but refrained from ordering me out directly. "Go and call Cam over. He already met his fiancée at the Saccone family estate, after all. I'd like to see how much of this insolent young lady's words can actually be trusted!" With those words, Camden arrived shortly after.

To sum it up, her life was a nightmare until a sympathetic local god appeared and offered her a way out. “It was the best decision I have ever made in my life, and I love it here,” Sally continued. “No bullets flying, no explosions.” She paused again. “And Travis, I’m sure he’s back home in O-hi-o.” In another brief silence, she lit her smile again before asking our orders. After Sally left, Li stated, “Looks like she hasn’t gotten over Travis’s passing.” “Yeah,” Katie agreed. “It feels like she’s still mourning for the dead.”

Touching her face and tasting the salty blood in the corner of her lips, she could only feel so unfortunate to experience such humiliation. "Sally, what are you doing ? How can you hit someone just like that?" Tristan snapped as he walked towards Crista. "Chica, are you okey? Does it hurts?" he asked. Sally's five fingers left red marks on her fair face. "Tristan, don't forget that today is our wedding. Can you see yourself right now? You're acting so mean to me just because of this woman. Do you ever love me?" Sally's roar had attracted many reporters' attention.

Sally is walking out of the bathroom and she smiles. “My Rakas,” I say pulling her into my arms. “I love you. How are you feeling?” “My Anka,” She leans into me. “I’m very pregnant. I want to not be pregnant anymore.” “Let’s take a raincheck on Britt and we can try to start labor,” I tease her with a smile. “We want steak, me, Leo, and Britt. So get your tight hot ass outside and feed me,” Sally teases me and I respond by kissing her.

The scene in my head made me want to retch. I asked calmly, "Is Tracy there with you?" I could sense Alaric's panic through the phone. Tracy's singsong voice rang out the next second. "Hey, Elena, don't get the wrong idea. I'm just working out with Alaric, that's all." She continued shamelessly, "I mean, you're always so busy with work, you hardly spend time with him. As his pal, it's kind of my job to blow off steam with him, you know?"