Shameless Frank And Fiona Novels & Stories

Why was Fiona blaming her instead? “Fiona, none of this is my fault. It’s all Lucas’s doing. A few days ago, I asked him to pick me up from the airport, and he sent some kind of garbage cart instead. Then they dumped trash on me! I was humiliated in front of all my friends. “My embarrassment is the Shaw family’s embarrassment. Wasn’t he deliberately trying to make me look bad?” Fiona’s expression turned cold. “The Shaw family has drivers. Why did you have to make Lucas pick you up? He isn’t your servant.”

a man said for Fiona to squeeze her brows. " What are you saying Jack, I don't understand,” Fiona said confused. "Understand what huh.… I knew that you would be ungrateful, I came by the restaurant just to see you flirting with a man.. fiona aren't you ashamed of your retched self huh?.. did you know what, it's over between us I have already thrown your things outside." Jack hangs up for Fiona to burst into tears. “Fiona, are you alright?" Clara walks towards her friend.

“I don’t think he meant any harm. Roland. He just wanted to have a good time. I don’t want to get him in more trouble than he deserves.” “When you first arrived here today,” I continued calmly, “you also felt shame. What have you done to be ashamed of?” Without raising his head, Jacob peered up at Alexander. His shame intensified and his complexion flushed red. “Go ahead. Tell her.” To my surprise, and I think involuntarily, Jacob squeezed my hand, causing our connection to intensify. “I’m sorry, Fiona. I said something, something about you, it was crass and stupid, I… I regret it, and I’m so ashamed and sorry.”

"Do I look that desperate to you?" "We all know the clauses of that goddamn will, Dante. I am sure you are cooking up a storm in your head. You have three months till your thirtieth birthday. And if you don't have a bride till then, then you will lose everything to some goddamn foundation." Maybe it was not a bad idea to tell my sister what I have been plotting. I had no doubt that she was on my side or not but I just needed to be sure her conscience didn't get in the way. "But Fiona is not the woman for that."

DOMINIQUE. It was only when he’d left and I’d reclined to my study that I came into full realisation of what I’d done. I felt like a fool, a tool for use. I shouldn’t have let Mr. Shane go. Worse still, I’d bought into his silly idea of his daughter working for me to repay the money he owed me. How fucked up was that? Years ago when Mr. Shane and I had gone into business, I never thought things would go so awry that it’d end up with him running away with my millions on investment and it had infuriated me to no end. I had to track him down and make him pay somehow. Now, he’d found a way to buy himself out.

Fiona, her eyes blazing with rage, lost her usual feigned gentleness and yanked my hair, forcing my face into the ground and rubbing it against the floor. “Shut up! Damon and I truly love each other. Age doesn’t matter! Besides, you’re just as bad. Flirting with him and knowing him so well, you are shameless!” Claire and Sara turned more hostile towards me after hearing Fiona's words. They even spat on my face. “You have no shame. How dare you flirt with someone else’s boyfriend. If you keep acting like a side chick, your future kids will have no father!"

Everything was complete bullshit and it makes me feel like pulling my hair out in frustration. Less than three years left, Morgana. I chanted in my head like a mantra, to calm myself as I endured all her nagging. It was finally over and she took her seat, her arms crossed across her chest. She seemed to be extremely pissed and I understood partly why she asked me to come with them now. It was still bizarre, cuz I believe she could flare up as much as she wanted at home instead of doing it here. Something has changed the moment I met with that shameless sardine man. I could feel it.

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Benita chimed, “I need at least two to get through the night.“ Away from Cillian’s intentionally shielded mansion, Fiona stood by the counter, staring at her reflection on a steel plated kettle. A glass of water in hand, breath heavy. A clip of Benita’s date with Bonjovi looped on screen. Adam caught her as she nearly stumbled. The paparazzi was lucky enough to catch the adorable moment. The media space went crazy. Fiona’s grip on the glass tightened until it shattered in her hand. “Bitch,” she hissed under her breath. Always in her face.

Those words cemented my "crime." The scene spiraled completely out of control. In the chaos, a young man roared, "Faking a fracture, are you? Let me see you fake it now!" Before his words finished, he lifted his foot and kicked hard into the side of my wheelchair. The unstable wheelchair flipped over instantly. I lost my balance and crashed onto the cold floor. Then the family member raised his foot and stomped with all his strength on my freshly cast right leg. "Ah!" A bone-piercing pain tore through my entire body.