Tangled By Simone Elise Novels & Stories

"Elisa!" Simona had only wanted to pull Evan along and take a quick look at Elisa from a distance. After all, they had been at loggerheads with Brent, and even if they wanted to ease things up, they would have had to think long and hard about it, but as soon as she saw Elisa, she was instantly captured. Simona could tell right away that Elisa was Brent's child without even asking - she looked so much like Brent as a child, especially with those deep dimples in her cheeks. Only because she was a girl, her features and contours were softer.

Simone finally broke free from the spell and ran towards her sister. "Simone, they are going to kill my child... Isn't it? Please... Don't let them kill her... She is my baby... I can't let them kill her..." She stuttered, hyperventilating. Simone cupped her face and stared at her eyes. "El, I will not let them kill her." She assured her. "But... Promise me..." Eleanora begged her as tears roll down her face. "I promise you." Simone said with tears rolling out of her own eyes. She had never seen her sister this weak before and it was not comforting at all. Then they heard the sounds of the guards coming towards them. Eleanora scrambled towards the drawer and brought out a locket.

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.

The supervisor pats his shoulder, and Prosper looks at him. "Be careful!" Prosper said as well, he nodded, and he got to Luis' office. "You send for me?" "Yes, sure sit." Craig sits down. "The thing is, the young lady with you..." Craig clenched his fist. "What happened to her?" "Ahem!" Luis clears his throat. "What is her real name?" "Catherine!" "As in Catherine Calvin?" Craig nodded. "Yes, I know she is the one, is she your girlfriend? I don't see any ring on her finger, so it only means two things, she does have a boyfriend or she doesn't, so is she your girlfriend?"

Eveyln’s brows furrowed, confusion mixing with anger. “Please,” Simone repeated, his voice cracking now, his composure slipping. “If people find out… I’ll lose everything,” he said, almost pleading, his eyes searching hers. “Don’t let that get out. I’m begging you.” Eveyln stared at him. And then it clicked. Her expression changed instantly like she just realized something. “Wait…” she whispered, her voice dropping. Simone stilled. Eveyln leaned forward as much as the ropes allowed, her eyes locking onto his. “Don’t tell me…” she started, her breathing picking up.

She is clearly competent, her demeanor professional yet friendly, providing a detailed overview of my schedule and the tasks ahead with a confidence that belies her youth. Elise is part of Laura's team, so she is well aware that I am not Verona. Laura's strategy is meticulously plotted, leaving no room for errors. Elise is to act as my assistant, while in fact being the true stylist, her expertise crucial to maintaining the ruse of my role as Verona.

Another voice carried out an echo; everyone moved their gaze in sync with where it came from, and it was none other than simone. .. CIARA. “What was that about?” Trevor asked, glaring wide-eyed at me. I swallowed hard before putting up with a frown. I went red from fury, jealousy, and pain; I could barely think; my mind was thrown into a haze; I had a lot on m My mind at the moment; I needed to get back to simone for making such a great deal of embarrassment for me. “Tell me. What exactly are you up to?” Trevor asked again, grinning widely from ear to ear; it had not seemed like he was interested in anything to say to me other than yell.

Simon was hugging Tilly's waist and kissing her hard—as if he wanted to eat her up. Elyssa covered her mouth in shock. Once she snapped out of her shock, she quickly hid somewhere. Never had she thought she would stumble across such a shocking secret. Elyssa's heart was beating loudly. Hatred shone through her eyes. As she pulled her cell phone out to take a photo, the car that was previously parked had started to move away. Elyssa stomped her feet in anger. That shameless bitch Tilly seduced her own uncle. Simon was even the one who raised her. How outrageous!

Everything was normal. Name: Lailah Marques Age: 20 Sex: Female Family: Lives with her aunt. Parents separated. Occupation: Florist at Mavis’ Bouquet Education: Highschool. Got into an accident 5 years ago to which she got her ankle surgery and was paralyzed for a year. “The party Captain Simon organized, did you get the lists of guests who will be to attend?” Caesar inquired as he closed the file and put it down on the table. “Yes, Kyle has already sent it to your email. It seems the party is going to be grand judging by the number of people Capo Simon invited, especially since the Seven Swords will all be present.” Jasper reported all that he heard about the upcoming birthday

More real. At the central island, Simone was already working. Her hair was wrapped in a scarf patterned with soft indigo lines. It matched her blouse, but it also served a purpose. I could tell from the way she moved, from the way she tapped commands into her tablet, that she had been up all night too. Her usual sharpness had dulled at the edges, but there was something else in its place. Resolve. She didn’t greet me with words. Just a look. One that said, I know. I saw. We keep going.