Willow X Boscha Novels & Stories

Willow turned her head, looked over, and saw Louis and Larissa chit-chatting with the Bouchers. ‘The Bouchers, one of the aristocratic families of Bassburgh. It’s also the only family that can match the Goldmanns.’ Willow thought about something, bit her lip, and walked over with a smile. “Aunty, Louis…” Both Mrs. Boucher and Yael’s gazes were fixed on Willow. Meanwhile, a hint of annoyance flashed across Larissa’s eyes when she saw Willow approaching them without any proper introduction and interrupted the conversation between her and Mrs. Boucher.

"You make it sound so good. Aren't you just interested in her because of her background? If I were also a rich young lady, would you give up on me?" Initially, Willow had hoped to have a calm and rational conversation with Zenovia. After all, she did not want to lose either of her cash cows. If Zenovia could just admit her mistake and show some humility, maybe Hestia would forgive her and she could keep the endorsements from the Tuckers and Duvals. However, Zenovia came at her with a snide and sarcastic tone from the get-go. Willow was not about to tolerate it any longer. "You don't have to look at me like that. I've already signed a contract with Far Horizon Entertainment. Starting tomorrow

“No. I’m not.” Noah wrapped an arm around her waist, tugging her gently against him. “I’m proud of you too, you know,” he murmured. April turned toward him, caught off guard by the soft kiss he pressed to her forehead. His gesture made something warm twist in her chest. She barely had time to breathe it in before… “Noah?” a familiar voice rang out, slicing through the moment. April froze. Even before she turned, she knew. Willow. Dressed in a figure-hugging red dress that looked better suited to a private nightclub than a charity gala, Willow strode toward them with deliberate, slow steps. Her long blonde hair was styled in effortless waves, and her red lipstick matched both her dress and he

Willow says more coldly to me as she moves from my arms around her, and I can tell that she is still hurt from my distrust in her. Just then all the Alpha’s move towards us and they look at the wolf laying unconscious on the ground in front of us. “Who is he?” Alpha Reese asks. Willow wipes the tears from her eyes and says, “He is my other mate, Alpha Shawn.” “I never heard of an Alpha Shawn.” Alpha Caleb says as he looks at Shawn’s wolf. “He was my Beta. Luna Willow gave him her Alpha wolf.” I tell Alpha Caleb and he shakes his head in understanding.

She suddenly asked. "Okay, yeah" He laughed. "What?" "Nothing? Anyways, she doesn't only help him, she does business with him" Japh informed. "Wow! What can she not do?" Willow rolled her eyes. "She has an MBA in marketing," He said again. "She has a lot of achievements and I think…" Willow heard the crunch of twigs under feet. A pack of wolves quickly ran past them making Willow move back and lose her balance. Willow stumbled backwards but something caught her.

"Caspian, that's enough! Please leave. I'm very busy and don't have time for your jokes." Caspian said helplessly, "Ms. Stewart, I'm not joking with you. I'm being serious!" "Fine, let's talk business. You want to talk seriously, right?" Willow took off her coat. She was wearing a tight-fitting pink blouse underneath that showed off her curves. Her voluptuous chest heaved up and down as she tried to suppress her anger. Willow opened her computer. She searched for the contract she prepared for Alan beforehand regarding their collaboration on the project.

It was now quite late in the evening. After freshening up, Willow wrapped a towel around her wet hair and grabbed an apple from the fridge. She then started looking through the company's bidding documents on her laptop while munching on the apple. Her phone chimed as a WhatsApp notification popped up, showing a message from Joey that read, "I'm home." Only after Willow read that message did she close her laptop and reply, "Good night. Go wash up and sleep early." "Nighty-night."

“You’re so pathetic, Willow.” A week later, the boss returned with some good news—they had won the contract with Cameron. “You were all impressive at keeping Mr. Shuttle entertained the other night. You will be getting a bonus.” The boss even made a special mention of Willow. “You did great, Willow. Mr. Shuttle specifically requested that you be the liaison for the project.” Her fellow colleagues gave her a curious look. It was not as if Willow had a choice anyway. Besides, it was a good thing that the firm landed a big deal.

She paused for a moment before adding, “Of course, we get the credit, you get the rewards.” Kayson shrugged. He did not really care about the rewards, though. The hair began to burn, and the smoke was fluttering toward a direction. “Let’s go!” Kayson had just finished speaking, yet he was already standing several feet away from Willow. Willow was shocked. “He’s fast!” She circulated her inner energy and followed after Kayson. She was a level-1 Admiralporium member and would become a laughingstock if she couldn’t catch up to Kayson.

In the video, Willow was wearing sexy lingerie, and she was tilting Chase's chin up as she bared her chest to him. She said in a sultry, seductive voice, "Mr. Grayson, my womb is exquisite. Do you want to try it out?" Chase had been with plenty of women, but never a married woman who had just given birth. He smiled as he undressed and took Willow in his arms as he entered her. He ploughed her like a cow as he buried his face in her bosom and began sucking furiously. Willow bounced up and down and moaned as she asked, "Mr. Grayson, what will you do if I get pregnant before Callista does?"