Satine Anais Geraldine Macht Novels & Stories

Anna I sat alone at the far end of the hall, watching Anita as she took the stage. Her voice rang out, smooth and poised, as she gave yet another one of her "Mother Teresa" speeches. The kind where she talked about her charity visits to orphanages and motherless babies' homes, handing out donations like confetti. Cameras flashed nonstop, and reporters buzzed around like overexcited bees, desperate to capture the perfect moment.

The elevator doors slid shut just as Garette’s hand reached the sensors. He swore, a jagged, raw sound that echoed through the prestigious halls of the Cambridge firm. "Garette, darling, really," the blonde woman—Elena Vance, a former supermodel turned high-society mogul—said as she stepped out of his office, adjusting the strap of her emerald dress. "It was just a hug. You’re being incredibly dramatic."

Anything to take the emphasis away from my sheer embarrassment. "I'm Genie". I can't even look him in the eye, let alone believe that he's sitting next to me and talking to me. "Nice name - what's it short for?". "It's Genevieve". I mumble. "Wow, not a name you hear often. I like it! So now we're acquainted can I buy you a drink?". He asks. Reluctantly I agree " Ok, a Guinness would be good. But just to clarify, It's not normally something I would do".

Good. "By the way, what did you want to tell me that made you come here, Gene?" I changed the subject. My sister smiled and approached me, holding onto my arm. "Remember Annaliese Mitchell? She chose me to design her gown! She’ll be wearing it at the GALA event, and my design will be featured! You know, this is a huge opportunity because Annaliese is a famous personality with many connections to international celebrities. Maybe when they see my design on her, they'll ask about the designer, and I'll gain more recognition! Setta, this is it—the beginning of my dream!" Geneva happily shared her achievements with me and hugged me tightly. As I listened to Geneva talk about her success, which ha

He remembered how she hated being in the spotlight, yet he did put her in the centre, and maybe it killed him that she was here in the same way it buried her. Shut the hell up! Elvie’s gaze told him. She had over a dozen ugly words in her mind right now. And none were heaven-sent, and they were all too good to be wasted on that jerk. "Sir, she is—um, Elvie Carlton, my assistant. It’s her first day," Gerald highlighted, almost pleadingly. He shifted in her direction, as if he might need to physically protect her from the sharp-tongued, suited monster. She suppressed a smile when he raised his brow at her last name. She couldn't blame him, though.

She considers that he will be able to hack in to it anyway if he is half as good as people say he is. It only takes her a few minutes to collate all the information she needs about the man she had killed earlier in the morning. She turns round again to check on the computer geek before typing in new info. She has a sudden urge to do a check on Karen Anderson, something she has never thought of doing before. An information box pops up on the screen telling her that access to Karen Anderson’s file is denied to anyone without a Sigma clearance level. This surprises her. Only Directors have Sigma clearance.

****** Back at the headquarters, Violetta sat in the secured executive lounge, pale but upright. Gerald stood like a statue near the door. The glass had been sent for testing. Security footage was being pulled. The intern’s workstation had been wiped clean remotely. Professional. Organized. Planned. Her hands trembled slightly as she pressed them against her stomach. “They wanted the baby,” she whispered. Gerald did not soften. “Yes.” The bluntness hurt. But she preferred truth. Her mind raced. Selene or maybe Celeste. It had to be.

Anna said to Sassy. "Thank you, Gerald," Sassy said and followed Anna to the lodge. Anna took her to a room, with light green wall paint and two pieceartworkworks. Sassy fell to the bed tiredly. "You're comfortable, right?" Anna asked. "Yes, I am. But, can I ask a question before you go?" Sassy requested. "Okay." "Gerald is a human, right? What if you find your mate? What would you do about Gerald?" Sassy asked.

Nathan tightened his grip on her throat and said, “It’s Gerald Davis.” Crystal didn’t understand what he meant. Nathan: “My name is Gerald Davis. Not Nathan. Nathan is weak and cowardly. Gerald is a strong warrior, and he doesn’t take shit from anyone, especially not sniveling, weak women! My name might seem difficult to remember, but don’t worry, I’ve got everything figured out. You see, you aren’t going to live long ever enough to get my name wrong again!” Blood began to foam at the corners of Crystal’s mouth, her eyes rolled up to the back of her head, and her body began to shake as it prepared to give up its ghost. All the while, Gerald Davis laughed.

EMBER "Zaire Langston Hughes, the CEO of Sarte group, confirms dating rumours with the supermodel Selene Hudson." It felt like a joke. Like her eyes were tricking her into seeing things, that's how shocking it was for her. And it threw her down the spiral of denial immediately.