Travis Sally Face Novels & Stories

Priya bit the insides of her lips as she walked back into her room. **** “Sally, you still work here?” Sally’s lips curved slowly as she swayed her hips, her heels clicking softly against the floor while she approached him with practised confidence. “Yes, but not like before,” she said smoothly. “I only handle bookings now.” She tilted her head, pride glinting in her eyes. “I’m a star these days.” Massimo gave a brief nod, unimpressed. “Well,” she smiled, stopping directly in front of him, “you didn’t book me.”

When their faces emerged into the light, Dean’s breath caught in his throat, his eyes wide in disbelief. "Sally?" His sister, Sally Vander, was standing there, arm-in-arm with Benjamin Winston’s son—Ricky Winston. A subtle yet unmistakable sneer curled at the corners of her lips. Dean’s heart sank like a stone, his gaze shifting to something far more complicated in an instant. "Yes." Sally smiled, her tone eerily calm, as if they were simply siblings who hadn’t seen each other in a while, rather than one being kidnapped and the other a captor.

“I’ve got the Lane family standing behind me. I’ve got nothing to be afraid about.” Sally wrung her hands together. Each reporter took their turn to interview Javier. Somehow, the microphone ended up in Sally’s hands. She stood up, microphone in hand, staring coldly at Javier. “Mr. Yates, I would like to know what you think about your junior, Sally Summers?” Javier knitted his brows together. The reporter’s voice sounded familiar, but he could not place it. He raised his eyes and glanced over at her, but he could only see a yellow cap.

I refuted Tristan's accusations at once. However, he took his phone out and played a recording. "Sally, you're a stinking bitch who ruined someone else's relationship! You should go to hell! Tristan's mine. Don't think you can ever take him away from me!" The voice did sound similar to mine, but I didn't expect Tristan not to be able to notice it wasn't my voice despite having spent ten years of his life with me. Perhaps he never even considered trying to figure out if the voice truly belonged to me. He blindly believed anything Sally said.

And for those spouting nonsense, you'd better think carefully about whether you have what it takes to cross the Saccone family! Seeing how confident I was, everyone present began to hesitate. Mrs. Scott Senior slammed her cane on the ground in frustration but refrained from ordering me out directly. "Go and call Cam over. He already met his fiancée at the Saccone family estate, after all. I'd like to see how much of this insolent young lady's words can actually be trusted!" With those words, Camden arrived shortly after.

I’m confident in my fighting abilities. “I’ve heard, but you’ve never fought me before. I got a perfect win record.” Now my blood was pumping again but not for the same reason. Could this male be my equal? If he was, he would be the best training partner. Our excitement is electric, and he pulls me in for another kiss when there’s a knock on the door. “Yes, who is it?” Damn mood killer. “Alpha Sydney, it’s Beta Davy. Silas’ older brother. I have your bags. I was wondering where to take them?”

The smile on Sally’s face disappeared as she barked coldly. Riley came in at this moment. When she saw Sally, she immediately showed a sour face. “Isn’t this the homewrecker who stole someone’s husband? Our humble little shop doesn’t welcome homewreckers. Please leave immediately.” Sally stared at them and mocked, “You’re still friends and even working together now. What a touching friendship.” “A two-faced fake friend like you won’t be able to understand the relationship between me and Shar.” Riley’s every word was berating Sally, so of course, she could not endure it.

Three days later, Riley came to pick me up exactly as promised. This time, Leo did not come with her. Maybe he had finally learned his lesson and was too afraid to provoke me. Riley drove me straight to her cosmetic surgery clinic. “Trust me, Carter. I’ll restore your original appearance. After that, we’ll go back to how things used to be. We’ll live our lives together again.” I wanted to say, ‘Unfortunately, Riley, we could never go back to the way we were.’

Sally: Did you expect him to follow your orders? Allen turned around and gazed in surprise. Allen: How come you’re here? Sally: Forget about that! I dare you to spend at least one night with him. I bet you can’t… Allen: Don’t be so sure of yourself! Sally trick smiled and moved forward to her car. At the Bar

I didn't like the way he called my sister Alicia Scarface, in reference to the scar that marked her face. “Wait, did you say one of them has a scar on her face? You sure it isn't Alicia?" Eric had asked. “Who is Alicia? Anyway the Scarface said her name was Joyce Donaldson. Could be she lied." Brice said. My heart was now thumping dangerously. “I need to talk to you alone Brice. Can Andrew wait outside?" Eric had demanded and I walked out of the radio room. I wasn't gone far when I heard the next instructions.