Winx Aisha Layla Novels & Stories

"The Harris family members are not easy to deal with. If Isabella wasn't Asher's mother, I would never have agreed to your marriage." "You knew all along," Andrew coughed lightly. "Don't think I don't know what Ryan has been up to lately. Victoria has been detained by the police, charged with hiring a hitman. I'm not too stupid to connect the dots." Layla, a graduate of a prestigious university with years of business experience, was naturally not foolish. Andrew had no intention of hiding it any longer. He smiled but said nothing, which was an admission. Layla had said enough and didn't say more. She stood up, walked to the dining table, opened a thermos, and poured half a bowl of ginseng so

What is she up to this time? "Mr. CEO Axis Ford Averion pays a surprise visit on the Starlight studio..." My eyes widened because of what Aishi read. What does she mean? "What is that?" I asked curiously but Aishi didn't listen to me, instead she continued reading. "Youngest Bachelor Axis Ford Averion and Supermodel Yasha Reese Heuson, once rumored fiance and fiancee—" Aishi never finished reading because I snatched the phone from her out of sheer curiosity.

She’s a psycho. I ignore her and look at Aisha. ” When is she coming?” Aisha asks. ” Weekend, hopefully.” Aisha smiles and kisses my cheek. ” We’ll be waiting for her then.” She gets up from my desk and drags Sasha out. ~ARIEL~ My heart leapt to my feet and for once I wish I didn’t go out to party. My shoulder hurts and the glass is still pierced against my skin. Alexa is also held at gunpoint. She clutches her ribs as she whimpers silently.

a petite waiter asked. The same Waiter was named Gina, and she was Alexis best friend, in fact all the Waiter were all friends, they all have a good relationship with one another. Gina make a fierce stand. “You want to know, then I can lead you into Madam Lydia office for a little interrogation.” “What!” the petite Waiter withdrawn back with a weary expression over her. “I want to live till old age please.” She said and ran away to do her job, that rest of the Waiter burst to laughter, and they all walked away to do their job.

I trailed my fingers along its fabric before coming to a halt behind the very spot he occupied. Leaning forward, I brushed my cheek against his left ear, wrapping both arms around his neck. It was a gentle gesture, but beneath the surface, I yearned to strangle him. "I am Xiellenna, your battered ex-wife, and I am no longer yours. After today, and from the very moment that you forced me to leave, I will cease to be Xiellenna Mondregal-Alvez. Sher will no longer exist. I am now Exelle Kim. Does it still make sense for you to call me your wife? Because all this time, you never treated me as your wife," I coldly whispered into his left ear before pulling away and walking towards the seat direct

There was a time during my grief that I would stare at the trees and sky for several hours, till I downed a whole bottle of liquor, and was totally wasted. Layla had changed from the midi gown, Rosa tucked her in, into a purple tank top and white pajamas shorts, with purple hibiscus design on it, that stopped at her mid thigh. I had to admit that she was sexy as hell. The dress was originally for Sarah, but it fitted Layla so well. My dick twitched at the thought of swatting her rump, or having to behold the creamy skin that swept me off my feet in the early hours of the morning more clearly, but I quickly brushed it off my mind.

Sitting in my lounge, I picked up my phone and decided to check Aishas I*******m story. She posted a video with her friends, Xena and Susan, all dressed up for a party. They were singing along to a song, the doorbell rang, and Aisha rushed to open the door, letting Stephanie and Olivia in. Aisha hugged Stephanie, welcoming her cheerfully, telling her and Olivia to spin around showcasing their dresses, and the video ended. I replayed it again. Stephanie was wearing a white short flare dress open at the back and above her breast, with heavy makeup. She looked beautiful. I wondered when she had time for that. I guess I was gone for more than an hour.

I held my head up high and savoured the look of complete shock on his face as he saw me approach him. Yes, this was how it was supposed to be. Aria was behind me, walking beside Bridget. Together with my escort, I walked up to where he was. If I recognised him... I did, but I didn't show it. “I'm Ashley LW of the Ashley Tech Company Yokohama,” I extended a hand, keeping everything formal. “LW... Layla Wales... I should have known.” His eyes drifted to Aria, who craned her head from behind me with her mouth wide open into an o-shape, getting a good view of the man I was speaking to.

Bianca’s fan moved slowly as she pretended to cool herself, her words dripping with quiet judgment. “She looks nervous,” Bianca murmured. “Low budget bride.” Lila smiled faintly. “She should be nervous. Marrying Ares isn’t for the faint of heart.” “Oh, I remember,” Bianca said with a knowing smirk. Across the aisle, Ayisha stood tall in a soft lilac gown. She was radiant, proud, and protective. Her bouquet trembled just slightly in her hand as her eyes followed Tessa up the aisle. She knew what this moment meant, after all the chaos, the scandals, the fights this wedding symbolized peace, love, family.

But her fingers moved faster. **Aisha**: Hi. Are you available next Friday? Just dinner and conversation. Nothing else. The reply came in under five minutes. **Jaxon**: Hi Aisha. Friday works. Dinner only is fine, my rate for that is 300k. Location? Dress code? Any preferences? She stared at the screen, heart beating too fast. 300k for one night of talking and looking pretty, fuck, she could afford it. She’d been saving for nothing in particular.