Teresa Buck Novels & Stories

I pointed out. "You earned that diamond ring and nobody is going to take it from you," Teresa promised while walking toward the kitchen island. Teresa watched me for a long moment before a slow and calculating smile spread across her face. "That is the fierce daughter I raised," Teresa chuckled while picking up a crystal decanter. She poured a generous amount of red wine into two tall glasses and pushed one across the granite counter. "Being fierce does not change the fact that Brian is currently obsessed with his ex-wife," I complained while taking the offered glass of wine.

Teresa announced, though she didn't mind at all, that Daisy revealed her secret. “Of course I did, Teresa. And Dahlia isn't just anyone…. She's my little sis”. Daisy explained. Teresa was already feeling stressed out exchanging words with Daisy. She massaged her temple with her hand as she said to Daisy, “Anyways, I don't have the time to beat around the bush with you, Daisy”. “I'll go straight to the point. I'm Teresa, and I'm your lawyer”. Teresa added. “My- my lawyer?”. Daisy muttered in disbelief because what Teresa revealed to her was so unbelievable. She remembered Teresa to be an illegal miner owner.

-- [Next Day, Teresa's Hotel] Teresa switched hotels. She left the former one cos of Kira's issue, and she's only just settling down in this new one. The only thing holding her down in this country is Massimo's life. Once she takes it in three days, she'd leave the country and abandon Kira's madness behind here. She ran a deeper check on her already, and she found out Kira is actually lesbian. A psychotic lesbian through and through. That gave her the answers she needed about her sudden clinginess.

she yelled and I chuckled internally what a psycho girl. Okay Melissa, that's your name right? And she nodded. "What are you doing here" I asked her yet again and she brought out a picture from her hair and showed it to me. I quickly snatched it seeing that it was the picture that fell into the beach the other day. "Where did you get this from I asked her and she smiled, her smile is so mesmerizing and addictive. "In my home at Atlantica" she said and I shrugged and dropped it on the couch.

Teresa Conti called me on a Thursday afternoon and said: I need your advice. Not Dante. Not Marco. Me. I had known Teresa for six months by then — not closely, not the way I knew Luca or Elena, but in the specific way of two women who had been in the same professional room and had recognized something in each other and had kept the line of communication open because it felt worthwhile. She had called twice before. Both times about the port operation. Both times precise and professional and not a second longer than necessary.

"I've sent you all the recordings of Keaton, Dylan. Along with what you found earlier, I'm ready to go all out to put him behind bars this time." Teresa came back in the evening after changing clothes. When I saw her glowing and completely changed, I figured she had probably gotten her hands on the share transfer agreement. While looking at the bloody sheets in disgust, she didn't act as eager as before to change them or wipe me down. She just tossed the takeout at me and said, "I grabbed some spicy tacos for you on the way. Try them out. If they're not spicy enough, I'll add more hot sauce next time."

Teresa says, giving me a tight side hug before walking away. I watch as she smiles at the dishwasher, hearing her say that he is doing a great job and I feel myself start to get jealous. Teresa is the owner of the cafe and knows how to do good business. She treats her employees right and doesn’t act like a snob with the money she makes. She inspires me to make my own business. Maybe I could own my own cafe. I turn away and my smile falls, seeing that the paparazzi was still situated in front of the building even after the sun went down.

Despite her youthful appearance, her demeanor radiated an impressive level of maturity. "You gotta be Claude from the internet, right? You're way more gorgeous in real life than on TV." Calista politely shook the hand extended toward her and replied, "Thank you." The woman appeared overjoyed and quickly transformed into a thrilled fan. She introduced herself, "I'm Teresa, the current caretaker of the crown relic, and I'm a huge fan of yours. I had doubts about whether the team here could handle the restoration properly, but after meeting you, I'm confident your museum is the right place for it. I'll be finalizing the donation agreement with Mr. Beaumont later."