Stephanie Marazzo Novels & Stories

He demanded before she could even say a word. “I am in the garden area of the party hall. I don't have time, Boris. If you want to meet me. Come,” she ended the call and Boris frowned at her strange behaviour. However, he ignored it and strode towards the garden to see her. His heart told him that something was off with her. Stephanie stared at the dark sky blankly. Her eyes were welled with tears. For the last twenty five years she had been suffering abuse in every sense of the world. Today, the Italian Mafia changed its Owner and Stephanie was now hell determined to change her fate as well.

Stephanie Voss was touching herself. Stephanie, his boss’s stunning 38-year-old wife. Long hair, full breasts, hourglass figure that haunted his dreams. She was supposed to be at yoga. Instead, she lay on the bed wearing nothing but an open robe, legs spread wide, two fingers buried deep in her pussy. Marco froze, pruning shears slipping from his grip. He should look away. He should walk to the other side of the garden. But his feet wouldn’t move. His cock hardened instantly against his pants as he watched her.

Years passe by, and Thelia as a teenager at the time, learned to live with the fact that Stephanie was now part of the family. Stephanie on the other hand, was a social worker whom Mr Actona had mat during a charity function. Mr Actona had donated to the NGO she was working with and soon became a partner. Months after, the both of them started going out on dates. Stephanie was stunning, and the fifty-three year old man was handsome too. Things worked out and they decided to get married. Since Stephanie got married to Mateo, she had tried her best to warm up to her step daughter over the years, but they were only ever cool with each other, not too close. Stephanie accepted her relationship wi

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(Mariah Mills) It was shocking to hear but that what was Helena Mendoza were proposing to us. “Stephanie De Gusto..wife of Anthony De Gusto…formerly known as Stephanie Jean Russo, the heiress to the Russo Food Industries..Which has gone bankrupt after her marriage with Anthony De Gusto..have 3 child with Anthony De Gusto in their 15 years of marriage…that is all her public records have though…Oh, and she were also the head of Human Resource in the Gusto Energy Corporations….that’s about it..”. (Ran Hyun Ok)

“I’m a journalist, and I’m damn good at it. If you don’t want a weird little story about you starting to make the rounds, you’d better keep that poisonous little mouth shut... or you’re going to learn what power really looks like.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Marcella’s livid face was pure poetry. I heard footsteps outside. Stephanie straightened up, much taller than both of us. “So think twice before you put on another show like this. Victoria Greco... is untouchable,” she said, flat and final, with a level of arrogance I’d never even dared to feel. Marcella’s red-rimmed eyes flicked to her in fear, then landed on me, full of rage. The kind of hate that never leaves.

Maria dropped the tablet in her bag and clapped her hand. "Ahhh, I'm hungry, Unnie can't you tell the person that sent that chef the other day to send him again?" Min Ah yawned as the trio Maria playfully pushed her and Emily out of the office. 🌹 E C S T A S Y 🌹 Stephanie scrunched up the sheet in her hand and threw it away. "A duo broadcast with that vixen?!" "Stephanie you are taking that girl for granted. She's lasting more than we thought she would." Carmen breathed out wearily.

And as I turned I came face to face with a cool uninterested beauty who was their daughter, Bella Costa. Stephanie Costa possessed the pale flawless complexion that Bella Costa had been bestowed in her genes but in her case it was combined with pure, classical features and beautiful long black hair. Though she had aged, she has flawless skin. She was less than pleased to see me and responded to Marcs presence with immediate warmth. Somethings never change I thought and felt like slapping them both and I tried to ignore them. Marc appeared reluctant to move away from me but his attention was distracted by a tall man standing beside Bella Costa.

One step at a time. One step at a time.

She was glad he was okay. Afterward, Tessa went ahead to stand next to the restaurant's employees. There were quite a lot, and she stood next to the few she knew; Marissa. “Those bitches will pay for harming Mr. Gabriele. So don't worry, 'kay Tessa?” The extremely tattooed, rebel-looking but overly sweet Marissa whispered to Tessa. “I'm already working on it!” She snickered, recalling how successful she almost is in taking Maria's spot in being a ballet dancer of the W Empire, the biggest entertainment industry.