Scraps X Tisha Novels & Stories

Sashaying into the room like it was a fucking runway, her heels clicking noisily against the marbled floor, her blonde hair wrapped into a neat French bun on her head. The confidence, her smirk it was all part of her act and I was surprised Skyla couldn’t see right through it. “What, do you want Tanya?” I asked my patience running thin. She perched on the edge of the table, her face a few inches away from mine, her close proximity causing me to inhale a sharp intake of air, inhaling her acrid perfume. “You owe me, Xavier. I mean, did you watch the video? Watched how I expertly took down a piece for you without breaking a sweat?”

Carissa was terrified, she wanted to make up for her mistake. Tia snatched the jade back, "Cut the crap, give me back the thing, and you still want to seek my forgiveness? Hmph, do you know how much money you caused me to lose? You won't be able to pay with your life. " "No, Tia, take a good look at these photos." Carissa was so scared that her face turned white, she quickly passed the photo to her: "Look, is the jade pendant in your hand similar to the one in the window? Let me tell you, they are a pair. You said this jade pendant is yours, right? "

“What’s your point, Venessa?” “Oh, don’t play dumb,” Venessa sneered, her voice dripping with contempt. “You think I don’t know how much you still care about him? How pathetic. But let me let you in on a little secret.” She leaned in closer, her voice lowering to a whisper. “That blood you so generously donated to me? I trashed it. Or rather, the doctor made a pretty penny selling it off.” Tasha’s eyes widened in shock, her breath catching in her throat. “What?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.