Viola From She's The Man Novels & Stories

“Mr. Elijah, what are you talking about? That’s absurd.” His hand shot out, gripping her chin with just enough force to make her flinch. “Don’t. Lie. To me.” His voice was dangerously low, a growl vibrating in his throat. “I have proof, Viola. Everything. The cameras. The IV tampering. Your little attempts at manipulation.” His fingers dug into her skin. “Tell me, what exactly was your plan? Did you think you could just erase Ashley? Take her place?” Viola struggled against his grip, her breath hitching. “You’re hurting me—”

, Hearing this, Alexa grinned as she gave a thumbs up and said, “Good for you babe, you deserve that glow up.” “Thanks,” Viola said softly. Then with a giggle, she added happily, “Actually, I called to tell you something exciting.” Hearing it was something exciting, Alexa perked up immediately, so with an eager look, she urged Viola to tell her. “Spill it Vi! Don’t tell me you are secretly dating someone rich and handsome already!” Viola rolled her eyes playfully and muttered, “No silly, don’t be faster to judge. Anyway, I’m going to start working again.”

Cedric fusses over Viola for a moment before he leaves to fetch the healer. Viola opens her eyes, scowling at the ceiling. What a useless woman Candace turned out to be. Can’t even hold it together under some questioning. She’d be torn apart out in the wilds. Viola is going to need to try another direction if she wants to force Lucian into this mating. She grins and pulls out her phone, dialing a number that was recently added. “Luna Victoria, hi.”

The lullaby my mother used to hum sat in my throat and would not come out. At three the elevator chimed. I came awake all at once, the way you come awake when a glass breaks in another room. A woman laughed in the living room. High. Champagne-high. The slow loose laugh of a woman who has been in a good car with a good-looking man and good music. A man's voice answered her, low and pleased. Fabiola's voice, but a softer version of it. The version he kept for company. Music started. A bass line, thudding, the kind that travels through floors.

“How was the kiss? Tell me all about it.” “What kiss? It was an accident.” “Accident? I saw everything just now. Including him perking you again and saying; “You are my woman from now on.” Jael tried to mimic Leon. “He didn’t say it like that. Wait… were you eavesdropping on out conversation just now?” she said on purpose in other to distract her. As soon as Jael let her guard down, she snatched the phone from her and looked at the photo. Even she was embarrassed by what she saw. Was this how stupid she looked just now?

With one slid, I Okay the phone without looking at the caller. "Hello, Gisella Molinero. Do you wish to take back your video?" Viola's voice sprang out from my phone speaker. Rapidly, I felt awake. "Viola Moretti, What do you want from me? I've gotten married to Signore Nicolo. What do you still want me to do?" I frown, raising my voice at her. "Don't worry, and I have told you the day I called you that I will keep my promise and also will get rid of the Shitty video. I'll send you the original video since it has no meaning to me now." She giggles.

When she got to where Rashel was, she took the seat beside her but stared ahead and didn't turn to look at her. “So, you really thought you could beat me,” Viola said with a voice so calm, you wouldn’t believe she was here to shoot daggers with her words. Rashel didn’t turn to look at Viola either; instead, she sat facing forward. Her voice was totally calm when she spoke. “You know, it’s only a guilty person that would run.” Viola’s lips curved into a smile that held no amusement. It didn’t even reach her eyes. “I do not run, Rashel. Running is what you’re always doing.” She mocked. She followed Rashel’s gaze to where Kael was playing. “He’s cute. I wonder what he would think if he knew the

"Preston and I grew up together. I'd probably be married to him now if I hadn't spent the last four years abroad." She looked back at me with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Since you're Preston's girlfriend, I don't mind buying more drinks from you. Consider it as me looking out for him." So that was why she hated me so much. I never once thought that we were on opposing sides. However, I now understood that she saw me as the woman who had taken her place while she was gone. After Mia finished speaking, she ordered someone to bring over the most expensive liquor in the club.

He turned and she followed because there was no version of not following that ended well, and the two men fell in behind them, and the corridor got shorter and the music from the main hall swelled and the doors at the end opened wide and the whole room got to its feet. He held out his hand. She took it. Behind her, somewhere close, a gun safety clicked — soft, almost polite — and that was the moment the choice stopped being a choice at all. The veil went over her face. From somewhere to her left, she heard him speak quietly to someone near the altar. "It's handled," he said. "She'll hold." Ava stood very still under the veil and realized she had no idea who she had just agreed to become.

The trending topic at the top of the feed reads: Ten Years Apart—Then and Now. She clicks the link. The video is amateur footage from a concert—a wide shot of a crowd, and then the camera finds the kiss cam feed on the big screen, zeroing in on a couple so striking that the person filming clearly couldn't help themselves. The woman in white. The man with his arm around her, pulling her in. Stella exhales a shaky breath. That's Julian. Luna's current boyfriend. That's just— But then, the video violently cuts to a secondary, wider angle taken from the VIP balcony. And Stella sees Ethan's face.