Savage Lady Hustle Quotes Novels & Stories

“Girl! So? Did you get the job or not?” “I did,” I said with a sleepy smile. There was a long pause. Then a scream so loud I had to pull the phone away from my ear. “AHHHHHH! I knew it! I told you! Didn’t I tell you? I should become a fortune teller. They’d call me Madam Mara the All-Knowing.” I laughed. “Please don’t. You’d scare people away with your dramatic entrances.” “Oh, come on. You’re literally in a mansion right now. You’re like a gothic Cinderella.”

~ Five Years Later Life flipped the script on me, but I hustled back and snagged that coveted bag everyone was chasing. I locked in on that goal, with no distractions. As time rolled on, two truths smacked me in the face: everyone's got a price, especially the ladies, and while money alone won't buy happiness, having a hefty stack of it sure makes life worth living.

"Love is never sane even if you scream until your jugular veins break. You've never felt love like this, Steve." "No, no Miss Leah! What you did was not love but you were too ambitious to bring it down. So you forgot, your self-esteem is gone!"

the lady chuckled, fixing her robe. “Yes, I was. But it was not pain, but pleasure. Would you like to join us? I am sure you will learn some lessons before you bore Alpha’s pups.” Octavio stood silent, watching Savannah getting uncomfortable. The lady pulled Savannah’s hand, which Savannah jerked. Her long nails made a scratch on her hand, and accidentally she dropped the pitcher. “Who is she?” The lady shrugged, watching poor Savannah assemble herself from the ground. “She is the sweet bud.”

" This is my husband's house. Shouldn't you respect me? " " You big bag of trash. " " Why don't you go ask about Cinderella in the streets? They would tell you how I beat Mad people up and reset brains. "

“Mighty? That’s an understatement,’’ I laughed, “don’t you have better vocabulary?’’ I mocked as I downed the last bit of my breakfast. “ Just make sure that you are nit having any more episodes to give you that courage, the last time I checked you had the bravery of a chicken nugget and were also dumb as hell,’’ she breathed. I pushed back my seat and stood up slowly. “You see, everyone knows that you are not such a good poet, for one I know your poem came from one of Danielle Steele’s books, you don’t need me telling you about that, Miss Sasha, ‘’ I snickered, “Your life is too fake, you can’t even construct a few imperfect lines,’’ I winked as I looked at her. “Hmmm, ‘’ she scoffed as he

For a moment, she stared blankly at me, her jaw dropped in silence, her eyes wide with amusement. “You’re as ruthless as the rumors say.” She smirked. “You bet. You can’t tell unless you experience it,” I joked, shrugging it off nonchalantly. “I’ll pass if I’m the one who experiences it. But when you find someone you want to castrate, invite me—I’ll be your first audience. The sight of blood turns me on.” She licked her lower lip, biting it as she closed her eyes and let out a soft moan. “Ah!”

That's a dumb way to die. Who would have thought I juat drank libido booster? Or was it aphrodisiac? Color me reckless. No wonder Detroit called me his Little reckless woman.

said the woman in an upset tone. Sage said sarcastically, "She's right, Mr. Holcomb. The night is still young. Go and have fun with this pretty lady and stop harassing me!" "What do you mean he's harassing you?" The woman was displeased. "I'm sure he's only here because you seduced him. Why are you acting all innocent?" Sage couldn't believe her ears. "God gave you eyes to see. Please open your eyes wide and look at who's using force here!"

The woman shouted, venom dripping from her words. Sylvia Luke’s head began to throb from the stress and humiliation. Desperation surged within her, and she pinched the woman’s hand hard, a sudden burst of defiance igniting in her. The unexpected pain forced the woman to release her grip, and Sylvia Luke seized the moment, stumbling back and gasping for breath, desperate to escape the chaos.