You Can Call Me Queen Bee 소설 & 이야기

Dame said "What?!" I yelled "Hahaha, this is a joke right?" I asked and they all just looked at me My phone started to ring and I saw it was the unknown person I grabbed the phone from dad and answered it putting it on loudspeaker "Hello?" I answered "Hello my Queen and all of you who's listing," a guy said "Why are you calling me that?" I asked "On your 17 Birthday, you will be crowned Queen and everyone will kneel before you We call you Queen because that's what you are in the next 2 days someone will show up and get you ready for your coronation and in 12 days on your 17 Birthday you will get a beautiful ball and will be announced as Queen

But I couldn’t just let this stand. *You’re not everyone. We’re not just anyone. Like you said, everyone has always pushed you around. Trixie you … YOU are going to be a Queen very soon. Show them a Queen,* Mila said, encouraging me. “Sounds good,” I said to the Queen, but not elaborating further. I gave her my best smile. She looked … confused. Good.

After he ended the call with Michael, he returned to Bwell Therapeutics. Soon, Queenie arrived. “Mr. Yarde,” Queenie greeted him with a sweet smile, earning herself a glance from Lindsy. “Ms. Batley,” replied Kayson. “You can call me Queenie, Mr. Yarde.” “Then you can call me by my name.” “Alright, then. Kayson,” Queenie replied as she glanced provocatively at Lindsy. After that, she turned back to Kayson and asked, “Can we go now, Kayson?”

He smiles at me. I giggle inwardly when he just called me my girl. It actually is important. I mean, it felt really good to be actually called my girl. Moreover that it's Gage calling me that. It's like, yeah I'm his girl and you can't do anything about it because I'm his girl. Like fuck yeah I'm his girl call me that again, please. "I really wanna go around Los Angeles." I tell him. "I wanna see what's in store in this city. I wanna see some shops or views. I wanna be amazed by this place." I continued.

She pulled back slightly, and I smiled at her, stroking her hair back and kissing her lightly. “Weren’t you on the phone?” she whispered. “Shit.” I grabbed my phone, only to hear silence on the other end. “Shane?” “Still here, asshole.” “You’re the one who won’t stop calling when I’m busy,” I said. “You know your phone has a mute function, right?” “Yes, but that won’t stop you from calling one of my other members and making them pester me. You’ve done it before.” “Then don’t be busy mating with your new queen when I’m calling.”

I hope you don't regret your decision when we meet again. I retrieved my phone from the bedside table with great difficulty. Then, I found a number from my blocked list. It was a number that I thought I would never have to dial again in my life. The person on the other end picked up swiftly. "Dear Derrina, I knew that you'd reach out one day. The Moon Goddess loves the wise." I had no time to banter with him. "I accept your offer to become the future leader of the Silverfang Pack. But you need to help me get out of here quickly, or you might get a crippled future leader. I believe that the sacred Silverfang Pack will not want that."

I begged, fed up with the constant phone calls Fabian kept making to me. “You know, you really shouldn't be flaring up so much, princess—or should I say Queen!” “Wait, how did you?...” “Come on now, are you seriously going to ask me how I know the things that I know?” “Well, whatever. But you are the reason why I am flaring up. Yes, it is you, because I really do not understand why you keep calling me when you know very well that I am now the Queen of the Kingdom. Do you actually want me to be exposed?”

“If you hadn’t called me first, I was about to call you. It’s doable. But… the pushback will be intense.” “I figured as much,” Briella said calmly. “So—arrange it. I want a video call with Queen Windsor.” “What?! You want to speak to the Queen herself? Are you sure? If you show up on that call, she’ll know—you’re the founder of BM Group.” Audrey shot up from her seat, stunned. “I know,” Briella replied, lounging back on the sofa. “But I’ve made my choice. I’m not afraid anymore.” “…Fine. I’ll arrange it. But promise me—you have to be extremely careful.”

"Lilibeth, stop making Hank angry. He normally treats you so well and buys you clothes and purses. Just take my place in the shark tank this once and treat this as paying him back. Besides, you scrub and mop the deck all day, so you must have some very steady footing. There's no way you'll slip." The trust-fund kids around us also joined in and started to make a scene. "Yeah, that's right! Why is a cleaner acting so proud?" "Get down there already. Don't ruin the show for all of us!" I looked at all the well-dressed fools around me as I scoffed. If this were a year ago, I would have tied up every one of them and hung them from the mast to let them taste the sea breeze. My name was Lilibeth B

"You look like a queen." My mother blinked, surprised, then she laughed. "Oh, do I now?" "Yes, but you look tired," she added innocently. Sora froze, staring in horror. I nearly choked, but my mother smiled. It wasn't forced, but genuine. "I like her." She crouched to Beauty's level despite the warning of the servants. "What's your name, little one?" "Beauty, but Papa calls me Bee." "Well, Bee," my mother said with a smile, "you can call me Grand Duchess of Everything."