Simone Elise Colt 소설 & 이야기

“Their majesties, Emperor Clyde Westernia, Empress Rosita Westernia… their highnesses, first prince, Prince Noah Westernia, second prince, Prince Benjamin Westernia… together with the Grand Duke Dave Whistleton, Duchess Morticia Chase Whistleton, their son, young lord Damian Whistleton and daughter, lady Clementine Whistleton,” the announcer shouted to get everyone’s attention. When the door in front of us opened, we went down through the stairs. Everyone’s clapping and whispering as we enter the banquet hall.

“I thought you felt something too.” “I didn’t.” His reply was sharp, merciless. I almost gasped aloud. But then Elise’s next words made my blood run cold. “I’m pregnant.” Her voice was steady. The whole corridor dropped into deadly silence. For a heartbeat, even the air seemed to still. Simon’s eyes narrowed, but his face remained cold. “Abort it.” Elise’s face crumpled. “You—how can you say that?!” “I don’t want it,” Simon said with the same detachment he might use to dismiss a patient chart. “Do whatever you need to. But don’t expect me to care.”

She’s usually just tucked in our office in Milan, but now she’s here. “Elena!” Simone greets in that smooth accent of hers, running over to kiss me on both my cheeks. “You look wonderful! I know you didn’t expect to see me here, but your partner here wanted me to make your next launch myself. Don’t trust your own makers here?” she asks Tristan. Tristan puts on his charm and kisses Simon’s hand. “I could never. Not after I saw what you can do.” Simone blushes and winks at me. My heart sinks in horror.

Ramos added. “Yes, please. I would be glad to know the names of these people who are behind the greatness of keeping the beauty of this mansion,” Simone approved with sweetness and appreciation evident on his tone. Emily and Simone just nodded and smiled as one by one, they have spoken up. “Nice meeting you all. To formally introduce myself, I guess I need to do the same as well. I am Simone Kennedy Garcia, Apollo's younger brother.” “And if you are wondering who is this gorgeous woman beside me right now or I bet you already knew her name. She is one of my closest friends. Her name is Mary Emily Trañilla,” Simone proudly told them that and rested his arm on her shoulders.

Turning to Julian, Simone confessed, “Julian, I have feelings for you?” Simone's statement, about her attractiveness, totally surprised Julian. Her beauty held Julian's gaze as he stood there. Simone, standing at about 5’8 with a slim figure in all the right places, had cinnamon brown hair and mocha-colored skin. Her lips were full and luscious, and she had a slightly pointed nose. However, what Julian adored most about Simone were her striking baby blue eyes. "Your beauty is captivating," Julian sighed, unable to look away.

She smiles, pleased when she confirms her words. “Thanks, Simone. You can let Miss Clarence come in now,” I inform her and she nods, “Right away sir”. I watch her leave my office while I run my wet tongue over my lower lip slowly. Simone was once one of my flings before she found her mate. She’s a mixed race of Black American and Latino. She was my third girlfriend and I was crazy over her that time. She’s got the sinful hourglass shape that drove every man crazy. Tall, slender, and damn beautiful with very deep dimples etched in her cheeks. It was hard to let her go when her mate showed up but I let it go…eventually. Then I stumbled upon my last.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

Just then, a girl, much taller than me appeared next to her, she had short hair, styled in a short side comb, and she was wearing a black tank top and jeans that rode around her hips, honestly, she was dressed like a guy and she looked hot too. "She's the one that you wanted to sit with?" she asked in a grumpy tone. "Yes babe," she grabbed her hand and pulled her down into the chair. "This is Carl." "Carl?" I blurted out, unable to hold back my shock. "Carly really but she likes to be called Carl." Celeste commented. "You got a problem with that?" she asked with the same grumpy tone as before. "No I was just surprised," I extended an arm, "nice to meet you." I smiled.

Alexis said and nod her head. "Come on then." Tommy said, and he entered his car, Alexis also entered from the other side, Tommy start the car and he drove out. *********************** Meanwhile Lucy was already at home, but she was so angry at everything right now, the humiliation she suffered today was the height of it, heck, she was the head of her coven, she was the young miss of the Lake family, she was the most popular girl in the campus, she had everything, yet she was humiliated this much.

It was the soundtrack to the worst year of my life. I turned slowly, watching as Elise Campbell—no, Elise Griffin, as she so desperately wanted the world to call her—strutted into the center of the room. She was flanked by two women I recognized from the social circuits of the elite: Chloe and Tinsley, two social climbers who would applaud a house fire if it meant they were invited to the roast. Elise looked exactly the same—perfectly coiffed, dripping in diamonds that I suspected were bought with Elijah’s dwindling funds, and wearing an expression of permanent disdain.