Different stories with Different sisters
Different stories with Different sisters
I wake as if it's an emergency as if sleeping had become a dangerous thing. My heart beats fast and there is a buzzing in my brain and together they are as panic with jump-leads.
''Shit, Shit, Shit, '' I shrieked in a hurry, brushing my teeth, gathering all of my belongings. I was running late to work at the Maddox Headquarters, which I know for sure anytime now that I'm going to be fired.
My phone buzzed uncontrollably on the desk, rining ''wake-up'' from the alarm and I clicked done while putting my black and white striped dress I bought from Macy's.
''Adele! You're going to be late!'' Catherine, my youngest sister yelled across the room.
''I know!'' I yelled back. ''Shit, '' I whispered to myself again.
Grabbing my keys along with my purse, phone, and mascara with lipgloss, I left my room. Catherine sat there with her cheer gear on while eating an egg-and-bacon sandwich.
I quickly grabbed a bite and she scoffed at me.
''Really?'' She looked at me, wanting to throw a punch while I quaffed down an orange juice.
''You're the best sister, '' I jokingly responded and left the apartment.
''You mean Briana!'' She yells as I laughed, getting ready to go to work.
I was in a hurry this morning.
Waking up can be harsh, especially if your dreams are better than reality. The saddest part of it is, though, that eventually, even the memory of your dream will fade - if you are even lucky enough to remember it that is.
Then you're left with this lonely feeling of detachment, left to explore in the empty void of emotions, the only proof that you ever had the dream, to begin with.
I dreamt about my boss Aiden Maddox, the CEO of Maddox Headquarters last night. I ask myself; Why? And how is it possible to dream about your boss, who I used to go to high school, not to mention is with someone else?
It's weird with these fantasies about him, which is funny because I don't think he likes me. We went to Golden High together. He was everyone's favorite popular boy, we had some classes together here and there throughout our high school years. But, there is no doubt in mind that there was an ounce he felt the same way as I did about him.
It wasn't realistic. Plus, it's already too late when he's already with a British model. Camille Jones. Blonde Hair, blue eyes, literally a doppelganger of Victoria Beckham.
And then there's me.
Only, I can never have him. Not that he wants me. To him, I'm just a nobody.
I'm a girl in his eyes. Not a woman. And while I was in high school, I accepted that maybe I was too young for him.
But now that I'm out of college and older, I'm willing to do anything to change his mind. At least, I think I am. I mean, it's easy to say you're willing to do anything when there is nothing on the table.
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''I'm sorry, Aid-, sir, um, it was a long morning and ---''
''I don't care, '' he interrupted, his voice was darkened and I knew that this was it.
This was the moment I was about to be fired.
''Go to the conference room, we have a meeting to go.''
My brows furrowed and I sighed in relief. He didn't even bother to look at me. He just made me go to the conference room without any explanation. I nodded and went behind him as other employees came inside the board room.
I sat in my regular assigned chair while everyone gathered around for the unexpected news from Aiden.
Entering, Camille walked in with her high-fashionista Prada outfit and full-beat of make-up. She stands along with Aiden while everyone murmured around, wondering why she's there.
''Ladies, Gentlemen, may I have your attention please?'' Aiden said.
The murmured stopped.
''I brought Camille here with us this morning to announce that we are engaged!"
My blood wakes up my brain, though I thought myself already awake. Regret washed over me like the long slow waves on a shallow beach. Each wave was icy cold and sent shivers down my spine.
I watched them kissed each other while everyone in the room was in awe that Aiden and Camille snuggle up with each other.
I felt sick to my stomach knowing how this is going to be.
Aiden is engaged.
Fuck my life.
"The beauty of love is that, You can fall into it with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time." - Ritu Ghatourey
''The beat relations in this world are those who have an understanding of their differences'' Opposites Attract. Both Anastasia and Fabian are extremely stubborn by nature. Once they make up their minds, it's very difficult to change it. Fabian Lange has a fine taste in almost everything, the places he dines at, the gifts that he gives, the clothes he wears, and the people he has around him. Anastasia is all about the simplicity, the simple love life, which obviously attracts Anastasia a lot because she loves the little things that matter to her most. The best part about these two is that both are very understanding towards each other. In this two lovely people's love life, the best part is they don't have to try very hard to communicate. They can discuss anything with each other without thinking twice. Since they are opposite to each other, they can be charmed by one another easily and yet at the same time it is really quite frustrating to be with each other. The opposing views between Anastasia and Fabian relationship are sometimes vast. With a little patience in each other, they can have a strong relationship that is both aggressive and passive equally. The result of this is a lot of strong-minded and positive ambiance throughout the relationship.
''Lick it off.'' My eyes widened at Stefan's response. I was in shock not knowing what to do as he continues to stare at me with a smirk on his face. ''Lick... what... off?'' I said nervously to him. ''The salt.'' ''I--- I----- I--- uh.... don't see it.'' ''It's in my bottom lips.'' ''I can't tell.'' He grabs my hand and made me wipe the salt on his bottom lips. My skin crawled with wild goosebumps just by what he did to me. His eyes darkened in a sexual way signaling that he wants to do something dirty to me. -------- Isabella Vega is the Dream Girl that the bad boy and hottest Toronto billionaire Stefan Mitchell has always looked for. Being his assistant, was a horrible experience for Isabella which caused her to leave Stefan alone for a while. After realizing that the bad boy was wrong, he turns over to her and made Isabella fall all over for him.
"Remember me?" He said smirking from the side lightly then pressed his lips together in a dark-slow motion. "Of course, how can I not forget about my brother's best friend." _____________ If something is meant to happen, even if it seems impossible, circumstances will fall into place that forces that thing to happen. How do we allow fate to find its way into our life without despairing? Started as high school crushes: Jade and Elijah have always wanted to be with each other from the jump. Fast forward to their college years, they both decided to give a shot of dating. But of course, it failed due to Jade's brother, Jacob with his ignorant and petty personality and who happens to be Elijah's best friend. --- How can two people could find one another in the craziness, in the continuance, and yet, somehow fall into a rhythm obstacles that occur in their lives? How is it possible for them to be so apart yet their souls are still connected to one another? And how, and if, they could ever find that same ticking beat again? If two hearts are meant to be together, no matter how long it takes, how far they go, how tough it seems, fate will bring them together to share their love forever.
A one night stand : For someone like Catalina, that wouldn't ever happen. Not for a million years. But after getting her heart broken in her long-term relationship, she realizes that she needed to step up her game and upgrade everything about herself. Including her looks. After having that one night stand with the billionaire Mateo Paiz, she had no choice but to work with him. Even if it means to be his personal assistant.
I sat on the cold tile floor of our Upper East Side penthouse, staring at the two pink lines until my vision blurred. After ten years of loving Julian Sterling and three years of a hollow marriage, I finally had the one thing that could bridge the distance between us. I was pregnant. But Julian didn't come home with flowers for our anniversary. He tossed a thick manila envelope onto the marble coffee table with a heavy thud. Fiona, the woman he'd truly loved for years, was back in New York, and he told me our "business deal" was officially over. "Sign it," He said, his voice flat and devoid of emotion. He looked at me with the cold detachment of a man selling a piece of unwanted furniture. When I hesitated, he told me to add a zero to the alimony if the money wasn't enough. I realized in that moment that if he knew about the baby, he wouldn't love me; he would simply take my child and give it to Fiona to raise. I shoved the pregnancy test into my pocket, signed the papers with a shaking hand, and lied through my teeth. When my morning sickness hit, I slumped to the floor to hide the truth. "It's just cramps," I gasped, watching him recoil as if I were contagious. To make him stay away, I invented a man named Jack-a fake boyfriend who supposedly gave me the kindness Julian never could. Suddenly, the man who wanted me gone became a monster of possessiveness. He threatened to "bury" a man who didn't exist while leaving me humiliated at his family's dinner to rush to Fiona's side. I was so broken that I even ate a cake I was deathly allergic to, then had to refuse life-saving steroids at the hospital because they would harm the fetus. Julian thinks he's stalling the divorce for two months to protect the family's reputation for his father's Jubilee. He thinks he's keeping his "property" on a short leash until the press dies down. He has no idea I'm using those sixty days to build a fortress for my child. By the time he realizes the truth, I'll be gone, and the Sterling heir will be far beyond his reach.
My wealthy husband, Nathaniel, stormed in, demanding a divorce to be with his "dying" first love, Julia. He expected tears, pleas, even hysteria. Instead, I calmly reached for a pen, ready to sign away our life for a fortune. For two years, I played the devoted wife in our sterile penthouse. That night, Nathaniel shattered the facade, tossing divorce papers. "Julia's back," he stated, "she needs me." He expected me to crumble. But my calm "Okay" shocked him. I coolly demanded his penthouse, shares, and a doubled stipend, letting him believe I was a greedy gold digger. He watched, disgusted, convinced I was a monster. He couldn't fathom my indifference or ruthless demands. He saw avarice, not a carefully constructed facade. His betrayal had awakened something far more dangerous. The second the door closed, the dutiful wife vanished. I retrieved a burner phone and a Glock, ready to expose the elaborate lie he and Julia had built.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
For three years, Averie pushed herself through a secret marriage, waiting for the day she could finally wear a white dress and be seen as his wife. The night before she could finally walk down the aisle, he confessed without a hint of hesitation that he was marrying the woman who once rescued him instead. The "fake" divorce agreement she signed for him shattered into a real, icy breakup that finally freed her wounded heart. When he returned in remorse, begging for just one more chance, a ruthless business magnate pulled Averie close and muttered coldly, "You're too late. She's my woman now."
Luna has tried her best to make her forced marriage to Xen work for the sake of their child. But with Riley and Sophia- Xen's ex-girlfriend and her son in the picture. She fights a losing battle. Ollie, Xen's son is neglected by his father for a very long time and he is also suffering from a mysterious sickness that's draining his life force. When his last wish to have his dad come to his 5th birthday party is dashed by his failure to show up, Ollie dies in an accident after seeing his father celebrate Riley's birthday with Sophia and it's displayed on the big advertising boards that fill the city. Ollie dies and Luna follows after, unable to bear the grief, dying in her mate's hands cursing him and begging for a second chance to save her son. Luna gets the opportunity and is woken up in the past, exactly one year to the day Sophia and Riley show up. But this time around, Luna is willing to get rid of everyone and anyone even her mate if he steps in her way to save her son.
Everyone whispered about how Alexander's aunt had forced him into marrying Freya. When the old woman passed and his former love drifted back into town, people watched closely and expected Freya to be brushed aside. Freya shrugged. "Truth be told, I am eager for that day to come." They mocked her for it. Yet everything flipped when Alexander posted something that spread like wildfire. "For everyone asking, I am not ending this marriage. Not now, not ever." Freya stared at the screen, puzzled. What was he trying to pull now?
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