Romans & histoires Jemma Dantdm

The men found this amusing, and their laughter added to the women's shame. Amira ate only to sustain her strength for the goal she had set for herself: to kill her captors . She would not speak to her companions or listen to their fearful wailings. Dala tried to comfort her, but she could not tolerate any kindness and would not even speak to her. Her shame was too great, her bitterness too new. Wisely, Dala gave up for the time being.

After Zac left, Jemma also came to the hospital room, dressed inconspicuously with a baseball cap and a mask, attempting to conceal her identity. I asked her, "Are you ready with your preparations?" Jemma looked at me with a blank expression, hesitating for a moment before speaking, "Miss Lewis, you and Zac are married for so many years. Are you really going to be so heartless towards him?" I picked up a glass of water and took a sip, giving her a slight glance. "If I show mercy to him, it means I'll be ruthless to you. How does that sound?"

There, I found the bank account that I had immediately tried to access through my phone and the name of the woman that brought me into the world that my father had refused to inform me. Diana Grey Kalikha. I was too engrossed, staring at the dizzying number of zeroes when Vince squeezed my hand and asked. “Who is it?” I almost brush him off but promptly remember that I had to get into his good side to manipulate him. “One of mom's colleagues. Let's go.” I said, pulling him towards his car. “What did it say?” he asked when we're finally buckled up and his finger on the ignition. “Same thing everyone's telling me,”

he replied modestly before asking, "Where's Jemma?" Suddenly, the room fell into a moment of realization as they scanned the area, noticing Jemma's absence. All eyes turned toward the staircase as Jemma descended, a vision in a simple yet elegant pink gown that accentuated her youthful grace. At sixteen, she exuded a vibrant aura, the epitome of teenage beauty with an effortless charm that captivated those around her.

while tilting his head. The girl who came to help me tried to hold back her laughter. Dane glanced at her questionably. “Got something to add Kendra?” “Catrina is a lying bitch,” Kendra unveiled. “Fuck you!” Catrina snapped back. Dane looked at all of us before settling his gaze on me. “New girl, what happened?” I tilted my head to the side, letting my hair fall over my eye, and replied, “Nothing, sir.” Catrina hissed, “It’s Alpha!”

I am so struck by her at first that I forget to answer her. “Oh!” I suddenly remember that she even asked the question. “Uh, yeah, we are.” “I love that game!” The girl says, her rose-colored lips parting as she smiles to reveal perfectly even teeth. “You do?” I ask her, surprised. It is a highly overlooked game so I am honestly surprised that she has even heard of it. “Come join us, Jemma,” Trevor says to her. The girl walks over at his request and I watch her closely, savoring the name. Jemma. She looks like a gem. Like a priceless piece of amber, with deep rich shades and an unusual beauty.