Zaria Simone Age Novels & Stories

BLIND BILLIONAIRE BRIDE (They call it madness but he calls it love) EPISODE THIRTEEN THEME: The spoilt heiress CHICAGO, UNITED STATE OF AMERICA IN SIMMONS MANSION Lorna Simmons. She is twenty four years old and the only child of her parents. Her father, Mr Camden Simmons is the chief executive officer of Simmons Entertainment. Her mother, Mrs Belle Simmons is a superstar, a well known veteran actress in the country but she already quit acting.

“She may not be an angel but she is really special Simon. I liked her at first sight. She knows how to make him happy” Lucien remembering her actions and a gentle smile played on his lips “Damn!! I am more excited to meet that special girl” Simon glanced around curiously hoping to see Zara. He waited for an hour before he saw a figure running towards Sebastian. “She is not tiny” mumbled Simon. “What?” “He said she is small but look at her she is not small but I think she is five six or seven” said Simon eyeing at the girl. “It’s not her” Lucien got down the car to protect Sebastian but stopped when she gave him the phone. Sebastian stood still after putting the phone near his ear.

He said. I watched with keen eyes as the guests hovered around, talking aimslessly, oblivious of the fact that my heart was in panic. If anyone knew who Zara really was, then this would be much difficult to manage than I anticipated. “Go find her man and stop being a douche.” Simon said before walking away. I had no doubt that he was going to find the next hapless victim, a girl he could use for whatever dirty game he already had planned.

“Oh gross. Come on now. Would you like for me to say something like that about Zane? Plus, we’re all holding out for our mates, remember?” “But the temptation is a killer. I mean damn. It’s possible I might not make it. I’m just being honest,” Xena says, and squishes her legs together. A massive grin spreads across my face and I say nothing in return because I know exactly where she’s coming from. “Just imagine what it’ll be like once we’ve all shifted. Waiting until you’re eighteen is a killer, and most can’t hold out that long.” “I’m just saying that if I’m presented with a chance to fuck any of these guys out there beyond my brother’s, of course, I’m taking it. I don’t give a flying rat’s

, she replied puffing some smoke into the air. "You fight?" "Uhm, Superior A in taekwondo", she replied showing me her ID card. It read... Name: Ariana Williams Age: 20 Origin: Zino village Rank: SUPERIOR A. Well, she's saying the truth, she's not Leena. "Smoking is injurious to the health", I said and she just looked at me. "Ariana, you have to stop smoking,it's a crime to smoke in Zino city, and then you look like a top celebrity here. Don't you think you'll jeopardize her career?"

"She's single. Why can't we hook her up?" My mother pushes her big sunglasses to the top of her head, but her eyes never stray to my sister. "Simone, your sister's twenty-one. She has years to provide me with grandchildren. You're twenty-six with no ring on your finger. What about your clock? I can hear the tick-tocks from over here."

“Kiyah was the only reason I got out of bed in the morning. They’re our little superheroes that save us.” “I know what you mean,” Simone said resolutely. “I completely understand.” I looked at Simone. She was gorgeous and graceful, had a child and another on the way, and had a wealthy fiancé who loved her to the moon and back. She seemed…perfect. “I appreciate the sympathy, but I doubt you’d understand,” I snorted. Simone met my eyes and pursed her lips momentarily as if carefully contemplating what she wanted to say. She closed her eyes, folded her hands in her lap, and took a deep breath.

[ZARINA] There is a new woman in the cell today. She looks old, likely in her mid-forties. Have low shoulder-length hair, salt and pepper whisked in equal portions. She has a long face that fits wonderfully with her tall and lean stature. And eyes so elegantly blue, they make me feel guilty. I can only wish when I’m of the same age as her I could be at least 10% of what she is now. I mean, this woman is practically a walking celebrity.

“Or maybe seeing you again affected him more than he expected.” I folded my arms. “I know exactly what I walked back into, Simone.” “Do you?” Her question wasn’t challenging. Just honest. “I walked into a lawsuit,” I said. “That’s all.” Simone held my gaze. For a second, she looked like she was deciding whether to keep going. Then she did. “Zara is a good person.” The statement caught me off guard. I blinked. “Okay.” “No, I mean it. She’s kind. Smart. Funny.” A faint smile touched her mouth. “And she puts up with an unbelievable amount of Ashford family nonsense.”

She smiles again, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she wipes her wet hands on her clothes which looks to be the same type as the one I’d seen on Lily the last time she was here. “My name is Simone, Mr Ferraro’s personal cleaner and maid. Are you….Mrs—“ Her eyes widens and another grin frames her lips. “Pardon me, ma’am! I had no idea you’d be at home at this hour.” I want her off, my heart warming instantly at her enchanting smiles. She looks to be in her late thirties and although her skin is smooth and looks to be well take care off, wrinkles form when she smiles. “It’s fine, Simone. And please, just call me Alina.” I say, passing her a smile.