Novel & Cerita She's Bad

So ironic considering today is Wednesday, as the mean girls quote 'On wednesday we wear pink'. "You know what I want" she sneers "Oh do I?" I said pretending to be confused "Julia, do you know what she wants?" She shakes her head "Nope, not a clue." She glares at us then smirked "I feel bad for Liam to have a stupid girl to be his girlfriend, he's better off with me don't you think?" "Who the hell you think you can called me stupid!, if someone should be called stupid is you!" by now we've starting to attract a crowd.

And also some scenes are not suitable for young audiences as it contains violence and sexual scenes! Synopsis If there is a word ‘bad’ in this world there is also a ‘badass’, and she was named Millicent Jaiyana Hepburn. Millicent Jaiyana or Millijay is feared by many. No one can stand on her way. No one can stop her and everyone must follow her biddings. She is the one that anyone can’t control for she is the heiress of the successful and popular communication company. But everything changes and turns out to be a roller coaster ride when her mother found out the bad things she did in her college school. Because of her mother’s wrath, she was sent to the Carter’s Group of Companies to be a se

Before her very eyes, her world was crashing. She could not believe her eyes. She could not believe she was seeing a tape that looked like her s*x tape. It just has to be her sex tape because she can recognize it anywhere anytime. This is not happening. She thought, shaking off the sickening feelings washing all over her. Tears were threatening to pour from her eyes but she blinked them back and looked back at Mr. Bushman "What is this?" She asked even though she knows what it is.

' Sia has really disappointed me today, I thought she was sure a good girl, but today I am starting see her in a different light' ################

She turned and looked at me. “I'm sorry” she whispered “I thought you were asleep.” “i’m so sorry for being a bitch.” “cursing doesn’t look good on you” “thank you for the therapist. Thank you for everything.” I smiled. “you are not as bad as they say. You know.” I tilted my head. “huh, how bad??” “well, mafia and tough goes together perfectly.” “I could be worse” “how worse??” Shit, she doing that thing again with her eyes.

"Sure" I could sense she was feeling a little awkward, nervous even. I knew for a fact that this wasn't the sort of thing she was used to... waking up to a man on her couch, naked, let alone an employee. "So, last night was pretty fun. Who knew the boss was such a party girl?", I teased to ease the tension. She almost flinched at the mention of her title. "Hmm" "So that really wasn't your scene?" "A dark, stinking hole of a club in the dirty streets of NYC? No, I'm more of an uptown girl"

"No, Brother, please. Sammy is sincere as long as mommy can recover quickly." "She's not sick, Sam! Why is it so hard for you to understand, huh?!" said Shawn angrily. "500 million? Which rehab that's so expensive like that! And where do you think she got the money to pay off? There's no way she can collect that much money! Do you know what she means by doing this?" he asked sharply. "So that she doesn't have to think about you again for the rest of her life," he said. "Why? Because she doesn't love us, that's why she wants us away from her life!"

she said and pouted as she scratched her head awkwardly "Yes it won't because you are a bad girl"Emiliano lowered down and inspected her shoes but didn't dare show her how to take them off "You are bad" saying that she put her hand on his shoulder using him as support to stand up making Emiliano nearly fall but instead Sia fell on him and giggled. "Troublemaker" he muttered, cursed and pushed her away and got up from the ground and adjusted his shirt, this was a bad idea, how did he land himself in such trouble, he was certain the woman had never had liquor before because she only took a little and got wasted

But half the men in her hometown are drop dead handsome, they could get any woman they want, except her of course. She's been asked out quite a few times in her whole nineteen years old. She could admit, they are brave to ask her out knowing she could embarrass, debase, humiliate or even verbally assault them with her words. Whenever she is in a bad mood, she turned into a complete vile woman, in good mood, she is a bitch. The one you don't want to cross even in your nightmare, she is bad to cross. She knows that and it thrills her all the damn time knowing the effect she has on people.

Her unconventional choice had worked first time, why not again? She nodded at me, screwed up her eyes like she was thinking hard, and then opened her mouth. Her voice this time was very high and sharp, but clear as a choirboy’s. I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin problem And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin problem And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem If finding somebody real is your fuckin problem Bring your girls to the crib maybe we can solve iiiiiiiiit