Salma Hayek 90s Novels & Stories

“Mia.” I stopped and turned toward the voice. Josefina, Aléjandro and Rei’s mother, was headed in my direction. Her orange outfit billowed around her slender body, and her gold jewelry reflected the lights within, a lovely contrast to her golden-brown complexion. In that second, I realized who she looked like to me—Salma Hayek. She was equally as beautiful and dressed as elegantly. Despite her youthful appearance, Josefina held herself in a welcoming, motherly way that also said she was in control. No doubt it took a strong woman to care for a dangerous husband and two equally dangerous sons.

She said and stood up, she smiled at him and walked towards the door. “Hmm, one more thing Alex.” She said and turned to him. “Yes, baby?” “Another friendly advice.” “Okay, what is it?” “Don't try to beat him.” “Who?” Alex asked confused. “That person from Salado.” “Why?” “You could die.” She replied and smiled at him before walking away, Alex chuckled and thought about her words. Why does she sound like she knows him so well?

The single word from her was full of oppression. The storm in Sienna’s eyes was about to burst out. Her face, which always appeared calm and indifferent, was covered with a layer of frost at this moment. Harlan was stunned for a moment. This was the first time Sienna had taken the initiative to talk with him. He grinned cheekily and said, “Hedy Lamarr! The stage actress gained popularity all over the world and was named the most beautiful woman in the capital city! She also happened to be the b*tch that everyone knows about! Wahahaha!”