The Play Elle Kennedy Novels & Stories

She’s a Kennedy, damn it. I sigh and grab my phone. “Baby,” I tell her. “You don’t ever have to talk to mere staff. Especially not in a mall weown. You just call the CEO of this brand’s company, you hear me? I’d love to see him deny any of your requests. He’ll have his stores booted from every Kennedy Mall faster than he can blink.” Elena nods, her eyes moving from me to Elise. I can see Elise posing from the corner of my eyes, and it disgusts me. She’s crazy if she thinks she could ever catch my eye.

Ella asked, concern written on her face, she was playing her part as his wife. Keenan clicked his tongue and glared at Ella who was shorter than him. “Look, I don’t have time to answer your little questions! And for the last time, you and I are wife and husband by name only. You are nothing to me” He said and left Ella there, the door to the empty bedroom was closed with such force the bang made Ella flinch. Ella stood there, blinking the tears that were threatening to spill. She promised herself to never lament at the words of Keenan, if he wanted to treat her as a stranger, she would gladly do so.

she muttered She was still observing the crowd when someone came and drag her away "what are you doing standing there? You know we have to present the drama first" Ruri muttered dragging Elle to the changing place. Elle's eyes widened and she gulped when Ruri mentioned the play, she momentarily forgot about the play and the fact that she doesn't really know what she's meant to do. She immediately began praying silently that the drama is just like what she read in the book.

Elsie stood at the front of the door of his office and inhaled before knocking on it "Come in" Came Mr Kennedy's voice from inside Elsie opened the door and bowed her head in greeting to him. Mr Kennedy raised his head to her and placed his hands on his table "Elsie, have a seat" He motioned to the chair opposite his table Elsie sat and looked anticipatedly at him "Elsie, your service for this company has been good over these few months you've been working with us. However, the company is short of money and can no longer withhold the entire workers" Mr Kennedy said

Kayden continued, his voice laced with a sense of theatrical flair as he played out the scene with a sense of playful improvisation. "I deny," Eleanor giggled, her laughter ringing out like music in the dimly lit room as she added her own twist to the unfolding narrative. "You plead hard and I agree," she continued, her playful demeanor adding a sense of spontaneity to their impromptu performance. "Right," Kayden murmured, his brow furrowing slightly as he grappled with the notion of pleading for Eleanor's favor. As a member of the royal family, such displays of vulnerability were a rarity for him, yet he found himself willing to set aside his pride if it meant keeping his wife happy.

he asked. “They didn’t find models,” Ellen said calmly. “They simply wanted to walk the runway for her themselves.” Kent muttered, “Damn.” These people had gone crazy—doing anything for Ella. “Ella is loved and supported. Everything she has comes from her own efforts. Your schemes are worthless,” Ellen added. Kent stayed silent. “Like tinted glasses or filters, your judgment is clouded, Kent Yale. It’s time to take them off,” Ellen advised. ***

Picking up her pancakes . I grabbed her waist . Blocking her from moving . "Let me eat ." She protested . "Isn't it rude to push your handsome boyfriend like that ." I teased her . I know how much she adores food . Still this is fun . "I'm sorry . Pretty please ." She said giving me those puppy eyes . Acting is all cute . Damn she is cute . I chuckled ." That won't work on me ." I raised my eyebrow playfully . She smirked . What ? Why? I knew something was coming . She tickled me with her hand . And then kicked my foot . Not too harsh.

They were sitting on the living room. “Mommy! Look, grandma is here!” Claire isn’t as fond of Eliana as she is with Victoria. But, she still missed her grandma. “Ellyse,” Her mother stood up. Eliana Kennedy is wearing a long dress sage green silk dress, her hair is up in a french twist. Her wrists are filled with gold bangles, she was literally dripping in gold. “Mom,” She walked towards her to plant a brief kiss on her cheek. “Let’s talk somewhere,” She whispered to her. She didn’t want Claire to hear any of what she was saying.

It was just too good… so f'ucking good Friday night was as good a time as any for the Jackson's to initiate their plan. Elaine took the kids to their grandmother’s house for the weekend and was back home before Vivian showed up at seven. When Vivian knocked at the door she was surprised when Kennedy answered the door wearing only a pair of white cotton joggers that tied at the waist with a drawstring. Elaine called it the women's Magnet, and she seemed to be right because Vivian's eyes went straight to Kennedy's crotch and stayed glued there for long minutes.

“She didn’t come back after all this time to sit at home and let you play father from a distance.” “Elle, please,” Theon pleaded. I know it’s unexpected, but it will be for a short time. Just until I can arrange something better.” I wanted to laugh at Theon if he honestly believed that this would only be for a short time. Unless I was tired of Eleanor’s debacle and decided to end this low-budget stage play myself, I knew Eleanor, or whoever she was, would not be going anywhere. Theon just didn’t know it yet.