Novel & Cerita Throttled Lauren Asher

[Asher] I had my gaze fixed on just one person and that was none other than Raphael Thorne. I made sure to watch every one of his movements, of course without making it obvious. He was seated with his twin brother Matteo Thorne who has made a name for himself in entertainment. Matteo is currently one of the highest-paid actors in the whole of the United States. "You seem distracted," Vienna's sultry voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I glanced at her, flashing her a smile before taking a slow sip from my wine.

She was sipping coffee from one of Damien's mugs as if it were hers. Asher froze. The woman looked up — and smiled. A calculated smile. "You have to be Asher," she smiled sweetly, setting the mug down. "Damien's little. project." Asher bristled. "Who are you?" he demanded, tightness. She laughed — a cold, cruel sound. "I'm Veronica Thorne," she announced, standing graciously. "Damien's ex-fiancée." The floor had been knocked from under Asher's feet.

Alex yelled and shut the door to her face "Brother!!!!!' ••• Lauren was just returning home after a long day of her p*rn shooting,she was more than exhausted and tired. She fell tiredly on the couch and one of her maids came in. "Get me water" She mumbled and the maid bowed and returned to the kitchen. She came back with a glass of water and placed it in front of her. Lauren drank it hastily and sighed out,feeling a bit relief. Just then,a knock came from the door.

And it was all testified by Lauren Hill. The Trane's used Lauren to make a way to kill Genalyn. They threatened Lauren that Farris and Chairman Adamson will die as will as Genalyn. Lauren got scared. She was Farris' wife that time. And that's all happened. Farris divorced her because she caught her cheating but the truth is...she was being threatened. Lauren and Augustus got married and had a child. But the days of being married with Augustus was hell. She experienced being violated and endangered. Even Jonathan, her brother, was being threatened to not to tell other people.

Judging from the constant movement echoing through the hallways—footsteps going up and down doors opening and shutting, people talking loudly over one another—I suspected he’d probably already dipped. Reese didn't strike me as the kind of man who lingered around this sort of scenario longer than necessary. Still, a strange tension lived in my chest, like my body was waiting to sense him somewhere nearby. Waiting for the possibility of him stepping into my room and turning the air heavy again. But so far… nothing. Instead, the house had been overtaken by Lauren’s so-called “glam team”. Apparently, this was really a thing. There were three women with makeup kits big enough to supply a film set

she snapped suddenly, her composure cracking as her teeth clenched hard. Her eyes flashed with anger as she turned sharply to Ashley. “What are you doing?! Quick! Think of something!” Ashley nodded quickly, startled by the sudden outburst. “Got it!” she said, already turning on her heels and hurrying away, almost running back toward her desk. Lauren remained where she stood. Her breathing had become uneven now, her chest rising and falling faster than before. Everything felt like it was slipping, and she hated that feeling more than anything. “When your schemes backfire on you, does it hurt?”

she whispered, tears soaking her cheeks. Suddenly Alex’s face flashed through her face, his cold but caring eyes piercing her heart. “Why do I still love you, Alex? I shouldn’t…” Her phone buzzed—Priya. “Lauren, where are you? Melissa’s claiming the empire! The elite are listening!” Priya’s voice shook, fear evident. “I’ve stalled them, but they’re voting soon!”

Not only that, the woman had offered to handle the entire process even if it escalated to court, refusing to charge me a single dollar upfront. It felt weird…almost suspicious. At first, I thought it was a pity. Now, sitting here with the papers in my hands, I wondered if even a complete stranger could see how badly I needed an escape. “You're here for Mr. Laurent too?” My head lifted at the feminine voice beside me. Another secretary, really? A tall brunette stood there holding a stack of documents against her chest, her eyes flickering briefly toward Hayes’ office before returning to me knowingly. I forced a smile.