Ledge Stacey Mcewan Romane & Geschichten

Lucian's POV You know Stacey cannot just seem to amaze me. One moment she is telling me not to take the offer of being the CEO, and the next moment she is helping me plot a scheme to keep Kaiden inside the mansion just so that I can remain the CEO. I don't really care though, I am so grateful that I am in a relationship with a two-faced bitch like I am. I won't have to hide when I am with her, she is my partner in crime.

She must have been so engrossed in her phone call that she didn't pick up my scent while I was hiding and dropped the phone immediately as soon as she saw me. "Fancy seeing you here, Stacey" I peer at her as she struggles to pick up her phone in a panic. "I... I'm just going into the city to do some shopping. I have my wages from helping the pack, and I want to spend it on something." She whines, showing me some cash in her bag. How much was I paying her for this? She seemed to have much money in her purse just from wages. Again I shrug the feeling off, which probably isn't the best plan, but I need to see MY Omega. Stacey gives me one glance and runs into the forest; I watch her for a momen

I pressed. The server nodded, realization dawning on her face. “Yes, that’s her. She’s my boss.” I nodded, dismissing her with a quiet “Thank you.” As she walked away, I pulled out my phone, my mind racing. Emma had built a life for herself, a successful one. And the child... was she mine? I dialed Gabrielle, my assistant, and waited impatiently for her to pick up. “Mr. Steele?” “Gabrielle, I need you to find out everything you can about B. Carter Event Organizers. Address, CEO profile, everything.”

STACEY I swirled the amber liquid in my glass, watching the golden city lights twinkle through the penthouse window. The whisky burned its way down my throat, but the satisfaction of my recent acquisition burned hotter. I had worked too hard to let anyone get in my way, not Shawna, not anyone. As I tilted the glass for another sip, a muffled voice dragged me back to reality. “Stacey, please… let me go. You’ve already taken my company. What more do you want from me?”

Lucy's POV I keep on looking around the enormous dome, trying to find Lucifer from the crowd of people busy clamoring and making sophisticated noises. I was asked by my parents to attend one of our investors’ Birthday GALA. It’s so stupid of me to assume that Lucifer would actually waste his time attending this kind of event when he barely attends dinner parties even intimate ones. “Oh my gosh, Look who’s here!” I leaned over the back of my seat and shifted my gaze towards the person who just talked. “What are you doing here?” I automatically inquired upon seeing the face of Stacey A.K.A Silicon Queen who’s wearing a red halter dress paired with her usual heavy make-up look.

he replied, even if he could not keep it. Stacey left Heather with his father, then called Maureen. Maybe she had something to do with Maxine’s disappearance. "Hello. Why did you call? This late, huh?" Maureen asked as she answered the call. "Where are you, Maureen?" she fired back. "I'm at my favorite spot, Stacey. Come join me," Maureen answered. She looked like she was in a bar. "Do you know where Maxine is?" Stacey said straightly.

I gasped and gagged, shuddering as I made my way over to the marble sink and rinsed out the bile, slapping the ice-cold water onto my face and feeling the cobwebs in my head clear a little. THINK DAR! I needed to THINK! I had pushed the memory of what happened at the penthouse down and away and chose to focus on what I knew instead. Stefan McCoy was after the McKenzies, I had seen the rust-eyed man once, when he had come over to confront Alexander, and even then, I had gotten goosebumps just looking at him. He was one of those men you would walk up to and ask directions on the street, only to get a decent knife to the back once you thanked them and turned around.

She squeezes my hand before letting it go. Despite how old the orphanage is, they’re good at keeping records and Sister Cecilia is so helpful and gave me the address. I look at the paper in my hand and smile winningly. Ha! This Stella McKaren lives in Stockbridge, Massachusetts, while my sister Stella lives in D.C. studying biotechnology and Global Health at Georgetown University. So there’s no way that they are the same person. * * *

A little part of her still wanted to doubt Stacey's accusations towards her step-sister but it was all coming to place now—the bursts of anger,the coldness passing between the both of them,the huge amounts of money missing from the company's account that she didn't tell anyone else about except Kayla. It was all coming to place now.How did Kayla know she was doubting Landon about the whole secret admirer issue when she didn't even say anything??. ‘Are you okay?'.Catherine asked as Alice rubbed a sore part of her neck in frustration. ‘Y...yeah..uhhh...where... where is Stacey?'.Alice responded as she glanced around the room only to find Stacey absent. ‘She's in the guest bedroom, sleeping of