Viola From She's The Man Novels & Stories

The video had been muted and lasted no more than 20 seconds. However, the video had captured Alanna's expression clearly. During that time, she had been struggling hard. But her slow actions in the video told a different story. Her flushed face made the video look much more ambiguous. Alanna paled as she watched the video. The comments below were also harsh and vile. "Oh, my God. That woman is so kinky." "That body and beauty of hers is so attractive." "The video made me hard. Can we meet for a hook-up?"

Dominic closed his eyes, his heart shattered. "Beverly, you didn't save me six years ago." Beverly's pupils constricted; she was nervous. Dominic was bringing up the past and denying her role as his savior. She remained calm, smiling gently, and tried to take his hand. "Dominic, what are you saying?" The realization of Jane's departure, and his guilt, overwhelmed him. He finally exploded, throwing off Beverly's hand and shouting, "The person who saved me was the woman who's been by my side for twenty years! Stop lying; I have proof!"

She took a quick glance at the full body length mirror on the wall, she smiled feeling irresistible to the eyes and ready to impress her man tonight. "Viola!!!" Amelia called from downstairs. "Coming!" she yelled back. "Shit!" she inhaled and breathed out, "You've got this V!" Viola ran out of her room slamming the door behind her and ran down the stairs in such a rush, but when she was getting closer to the large hall where Joe was waiting for her she slowed down her steps and her breath, she controlled her anxiety with a few breathe ins and outs. Her eyes caught the sight of a very handsome man standing in the hall in a suit, and it was as though she was falling in love with Joe all over a

And I, unsurprisingly, remained the punchline. "Sebastian, you're too nice. Still so kind after putting up with an average girl chasing you for all these years." "Exactly. If it were me, I would've blocked her long ago." "Has she ever looked at herself in the mirror? Does she think she deserves Sebastian?" "Hanna and Sebastian are the perfect pair. A match made in heaven. She's just embarrassing herself." Insult after insult kept coming, but I ignored them and drank my wine quietly in the corner. I had been hearing the same kinds of jokes ever since I met Sebastian.

If the lights had still been on, Shawn might have seen the way she had completely lost her cool. Viola huffed a short snort, forcing a smile to hide her embarrassment. "Any guy I fall for should consider himself lucky." A pang of bitterness hit Shawn in the chest, but he chuckled and kept his tone light. "Oh, no doubt. Guy hit the jackpot." “Obviously," Viola replied with a confident nod. Shawn let out a half-laugh, a bit resigned. "Hey, you can hop off now, yeah? My arms are starting to go numb."

… With a mocking sneer, she snapped, “You’re nothing more than my replacement, Talia. Do you think he loves you? “He’s just using you to fill a void I left behind. “I can tell that Josh still has feelings for me. He’ll come crawling back to me the second I offer him a chance to pay for my treatment. “Once I’m all better, I might consider taking him back. That’s when you can pack your bags and get out.” The door unlocked, and Josh strolled right in with a briefcase and a nice box of cake in hand. He was taken aback to see Cassidy. Furrowing his brows, Josh didn’t hide his surprise and displeasure. “What are you doing here?” His tone went cold. With Josh present, Cassidy put on a look that was

I feel her eyes on me like they’re trying to decode my intentions. “Mailbox still holding up?” I ask after a while. “It is.” “Good.” I hand her the last crumpled carton. Her fingers brush mine for a second too long. I think we both feel it. Later that night, I hear a knock. I expect Missy, but it’s not. It’s her. Viola. She’s standing there in pajama pants and a hoodie, holding two cups of cinnamon coffee. “For you,” she says, handing one over. “I figured… you deserved one.”

This woman made my heart sing a decade ago and right now it doesn’t as much as beat in her direction. Her trying to calm me yesterday didn’t do anything because she wasn’t River. She didn’t have dark hair or those sinfully full lips or tits that drove me insane. She was Viola Tate. A past. Viola acts coy, trying to shush the old man but I can see it in her eyes she likes it. She likes the mere suggestion of us being together in a plane. “Because her father was a respectable Alpha and most packs still look up to him. Plus, I’ve seen her in the field and so have you, she’s good at negotiations”

"I'm begging you, Elden… Please let me go! I don't wanna die here!" Viola begged. Adam glanced between us and suspiciously asked, "Do you… know each other?" I looked down at Viola's tear-seamed face and smudged makeup before saying, "I don't know her." She clearly hadn't expected me to deny her. Panicked, she wiped at the foundation on her face and said, "It's me, Viola! I'm your fiancee!"

Rhea’s voice suddenly echoed inside my head, startling me slightly. I nearly forgot how clear her voice had become again. “She was scared,” I replied internally. “She watched them hurt you and walked away.” I swallowed quietly. “Stop seeing the good in that witch,” Rhea hissed bitterly. “I wish I could tell Dominic everything myself.” I pressed my lips together tightly. Because deep down, part of me knew Rhea was right. Before I could spiral further into those thoughts, footsteps echoed from the staircase. Viola appeared moments later. She looked annoyed more than concerned, though she quickly masked it the second Elena looked her way. She walked toward us slowly, her phone still in her hand