Talia Scott Ass Novels & Stories

She makes her statement in a confident and flirtatious manner, which just makes Jerk pleased. “Dress off, now,” he orders in a domineering manner. At his call, Scarlet whips off her dress, pulling it over her head and lays in her matching lace set. Jerk steps out of his jeans, hovering over her while he inspects her body as if he is checking an antique for defects.

Scott thought. T.B.C

she began and suddenly started sobbing, looking so weak she had to lean against a display rack as if she would collapse! "I'm so sorry, Melody! Don't worry, I'll give you and Mr. Scott all my blessings. I-I know you don't love Christopher, so you couldn't wait to be with Mr. Scott even when you were married. You're just pursuing true love! Don't worry, I won't tell Christopher about your affair. Please just stop harassing me." Her tearful, sincere words left everyone stunned—Talia was clearly talking about Christopher Bolton. Who else could it be?

He has to make sure that Catherine was okay. "Ace." Talia said dryly. "Cut out the attitude, Scott. I'm not in the mood." Ace snapped. "Call Catherine and make sure she's okay." "What! What happened to Catherine? She is at the forest house." Talia said in alarm. "Stop with the interview, Scott and do as you're told. Damn! Women are infuriating." Ace muttered and hung up the call. He sat down on the couch and placed his head on his palms.

Five Talia marched to her desk, dropping her bag with a scowl. "Scammers! The entire Donovan family are just scammers!" she muttered, her voice dripping with disgust. Her friend Lisa, curious as ever, scooted her chair over. “What’s going on? Is that scumbag ex-husband of yours causing trouble again?” Just as Lisa asked, Talia’s phone vibrated. It was a F******k friend request—from Leo. Rolling her eyes, she accepted it absentmindedly, barely listening to Lisa, who continued to ramble on.

“And the cup is beautiful.” Stephen gave Parker a look of victory and Parker just shook his head. Talia was in performance mode. This was the Talia who met fans and acted like the characters they typecast her as. He knew it wasn’t the real her, or at least, this wasn’t the woman he’d gotten to know…the woman he’d had naked in his bed… Shit.

I was still branded even though I had been sold. “I have nothing to say to you,” I hissed at him as I adjusted my scarf that had come off during our scruffle. “Dlpad,” he muttered to himself with a small smile. I froze as I recognized the language he had been muttering. This wasn’t just any prince. This was Prince Scott of Brigisha. Unless Queen Tolia suddenly popped out another son in his late twenties who hated me and Graham with a passion, then this was undoubtedly Scott. “Don’t pretend to be modest now. Why don’t you finish what you came here to do,”

She looked sad, distraught even. Someone give her an Oscar. She sat next to Scarlett and gave her a small smile. Running my hands through my hair in 'frustration', I took a deep breath before saying, "We need to tell you guys something" Everyone sat up and work mode was on. Talia cleared her throat before speaking, "As you all know, when I was taken by the Russians I was.... raped" she whispered the word rape and Scarlett took her hand in response, giving her a small squeeze and an encouraging smile.