Satine Anais Geraldine Macht Novels & Stories

11 ADRIAN My stomach lurched as I watched Anne sidle up to Annalisa, a sly smile playing on her lips. Annalisa, blissfully unaware, was engrossed in a conversation with Beatrice. A prickle of unease ran down my spine. There was something about Anne’s posture, the way she held the wine glass a little too close to her body, that set off my internal alarm bells.

Ariana thanked the employee before sitting down and fastening her seatbelt. "What did you mean by saying that to the man earlier?" Ariana asked curiously. "He's a big talker," Gerald replied. And that was enough for Ariana to understand. "But what do you mean by saying you'll throw a big party?" she asked, her tone disapproving. "I do plan to do that. Invite everyone and have an unforgettable lavish party so that everyone knows I'm married to a beautiful woman named Ariana Leonidas Dwiguna," Gerald proudly replied.

something to do with Anastasia Noire. A mischievous grin spread across Steven's face as an idea popped into his head. "Ah, Aunt Selene. Don't you adore the singer Anastasia Noire? I heard she's involved in a scandal these days. Do you still admire her?" Suddenly, the atmosphere in the dining room changed. Maximilian, who had seemed calm and indifferent until then, suddenly turned to Steven with a sharp stare. His cold, piercing eyes made Steven shiver. It was clear that the name Anastasia evoked a very different reaction in Maximilian.

she said with a frown. Valerie stepped closer and looped her arm around Anita’s. “Well, you can join us now. We've missed you, you know.” Tina nodded, pouting dramatically. “Yeah... It's like you're under a house arrest in the Sanders mansion.” “Oh, I am under a house arrest,” Anita replied, rolling her eyes. “But not to worry. I’ll make it through this torture and I’ll become the queen of the Sanders mansion and guess what girls?” She leaned in slightly, lips curling into a sly, knowing smirk.

Ivan was about to take her to a private room when a haughty woman’s voice rang out. “Oh my, Reina. Did Mr. Gerald book the whole place for you? But this is the Regius. He must have spent a lot! He really dotes on you. I envy you so much!” North’s eyes narrowed. Nearby, Reina was standing with another woman. North recognized her as a starlet in the entertainment industry. She was called Sandra Stern and had always been Reina’s lackey. Reina shook her head gently. “Don’t exaggerate, Sandra. It’s not like this is the first time. Mr. Gerald is always like this. I already told him I don’t need such an arrangement, but he still did it.”

In Los Angeles, Gevan read the news on his tablet. “Hellena Catrine,” he murmured. “This name keeps appearing.” A staff member approached. “Mr. Gevan, for the launch of our latest product, we need a high-profile model. Hellena Catrine is highly recommended.” Gevan nodded without hesitation. “Make it happen, no matter what. I want her.” The staff smiled. “Yes, sir.” Gevan stared at the screen, enlarging Hellena Catrine’s photo. The face looked unfamiliar—mature and very different from his old memories.

He sat down on her bed, while Celine closed her eyes Go away Dad,i will report you to. Mum when she comes back You know daddy loves you so so so much Steve said And Celine loves you soo sooo much CELINE replied CELINE couldn't do anything again than to smiles That is the little secret they used in forgiving each other Daddy let go and swim CELINE holds her father hand ***************** I thought your man has brainwashed you Isabella aunty said Not like that aunty,am just busy in the office.That's all

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

Martina immediately stood up to tap the shoulder of her friend. " We can't do anything about that Caroline. She is the highest paid exotic dancer in this bar. And besides, I heard that Giselle will leave the Bar soon. It's what you want right? To be the next Goddess of Desiderium ?" Martina said to lighten up the mood of her friend. " I heard that news. Is that true? She will leave Desiderium? She's earning 6 digits every night then how come she will leave? Has she finally sold her body?" Coraline said out insult as she looked at Martina and chuckled.

“Brittany can be… well, you know.” Vivian snorted, crossing her arms. “She does look like one. But trust Anna, she’s got this. And I’ll be right there, just in case.” “Okay,” Gerald exhaled, still hesitant. He pressed a brief, lingering kiss on Anna’s lips. “Just… be careful.” Anna smiled faintly. “Always.” Together, she and Vivian stepped out of the corridor, heels clicking against the marble floor. The faint scent of perfume and champagne hung in the air, blending with the fading echoes of applause from the product launch.