Simmi Isaac Novels & Stories

‘What? “Miss Simmons?” Sotiria felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck her. The satisfied smile on her face immediately froze like ice. “The Miss Simmons you just mentioned… What’s her name?” The makeup artist did not notice the change in Sotiria’s expression. She continued mumbling to herself and said, “Miss Simmons’s full name is Charlotte Simmons! I’m not boasting, Miss Green. I really did her makeup before. I’ve been a makeup artist for Miss Larson too. Objectively speaking, now that we’re talking about Miss Simmons, her looks were a whole level above Miss Larson’s. It’s no wonder she was the most wanted socialite at the time. Alas, beautiful women are often plagued by misfortune. Sigh

Simon looked at the woman. “I think I know you,” they said. “You’re Ella’s uncle.” “You are Ella’s co-worker,” they said together. “Yes, it’s me,” they said simultaneously. They stared at each other and laughed. “Sorry about last time, sir. When I ran into you, I wasn’t on my own,” said the woman. “By the way, I’m Luna, Luna Montes.” Luna reached for Simon’s hand. Simon accepted immediately. “My name is Simon González,” said Simon. “You mustn’t call me either, sir.”

Zachary was at the window, hands in his pockets, looking out at the city below. Reid set a thin folder on the desk. "Isla Simmons. Twenty four. Irish national on a work visa. Graphic designer at Hartwell Creative — small firm, six employees. They landed the Cole Global gallery installation contract three weeks ago through an open tender." He paused. "She's been in the building four days." Zachary didn't turn around. "And?" "And nothing. She's nobody connected to anyone. Clean record. No ties to any competitor or person of interest." Reid's voice dropped slightly. "Zachary. What is this?"

“The girl with the blue hair and fishnet stockings.” My eyes scan the area near the bar. The blue hair makes it easy to spot Simon’s target. “What about her?” Isaac asks. Simon looks at him with wide eyes. “Do you know who she is?” “Yeah. That’s Keri. She is part of the crew.” Simon lets go of him and before we know it, he’s beelining for the bar. “I need a drink,” he says, waving at us. “Oh fuck no,” Isaac whispers as we watch Simon deliberately bump into the girl. She turns to him, he says something, she says something, and then she pats him on the shoulder and laughs.

“Don’t pretend! Don’t you know how popular and hard to taste this Lucas Levin and Simon Heirta was… They’re both like gods that no ordinary woman could even lick the tip of their toes…” Eve let out an unbelievable huff. Still, Shia was determined and just rolled her eyes over her. she turned to face Simon. “I’m Shia by the way. You’re Simon, right? Mind to have a drink with me there?” Simon was hesitant to answer or to even accept her offer when he saw his friend cuing glare. He’s telling him to leave him and his woman some space alone. No. he’s commanding him and if he didn’t obey, he’ll suffer a huge consequence.

he asked in a low voice, heavy with concern. Natalia let out a long sigh before offering a small smile. “Yes, I am. I just want to go to my little one.” Simon, from where he sat, watched the interaction between them grow increasingly intimate. Seeing the closeness between Keiden and Natalia caused a sharp pang in his chest, like a cruel reminder of everything he had lost. “What kind of monster is Isabella?” Simon thought with a shudder of disgust. Every word that had come out of the mouth of the woman he had thought he loved now seemed poisonous to him. In the blink of an eye, Isabella had turned the lives of everyone around her into a living hell.

As they moved around I noticed who they were circling – it was Cecilia. I didn’t give myself time to think, I rushed to the nearest door – pushing through a crowd of students until I was near enough to hear everything, then the crowd went silent. “Go on,” Isabella, in her high toned voice exclaims, “, tell everyone why you would say no to Steven for the third year in a row.” She flicks her blonde ponytail around a lot when she speaks, and due to the cheer uniform and her many clones, it was a daunting thing to experience. “Everyone, clearly she has a disease of some kind, she never shows off any skin – even in summer!” Her clones giggle aggravatingly. Cecilia just stands there, staring at he

she stated, eyes directly to Jay. "Who is he?" Jay inquired, eyeing Simon curiously. "Your boyfriend?" he asked with clear amusement written on his face. "He's our good friend," Sandra quickly answered cutting whatever he was thinking. "He's Simon Lee from Empire Entertainment" she added. Jay nodded in acknowledgment and extended his hand out of courtesy. "I'm Jay" "I know," Simon replied and accepted his hand to give him a handshake with a fake smile. "It's nice to meet the very famous Jay Kim"

𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗹𝗲𝗱, 𝗜 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗜𝘀𝗮𝗮𝗰 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗜 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝗺. "What is it Isaac?" 𝗚𝗮𝗯𝗲'�

“If he’s really working for David, he’ll be watching us. We can’t let him know we’re onto him.” Isabella stood up, pacing again. Her mind was working in overdrive. They had to act, but they couldn’t afford to make a move without being certain of Simon’s involvement. She had no intention of letting anyone, especially David’s people, derail their plan. She had been waiting for this moment for far too long. She met Jessica’s eyes. “I’ll handle it. You two stay back, keep a low profile. If Simon is the mole, we’ll need to confront him carefully. But we can’t afford to make a mistake.”