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65. BUCKET LIST.
They had coffee and then came back in their senses, they didn't discuss anything.
Christian called Kristopher and asked him to pick him up from Carrusel.
Kristopher was waiting out of the club, leaning back on his car when he saw the familiar faces walking out of the club. He was astonished to see as he speaks, "What? Both of you were together the whole night?"
"Yea, it's all his fault," she said annoyed as she opened the rear door of the car and got seated, slamming the car door.
Kristopher and Christian exchanged looks when he spoke, "Did you bring coffees?" and the best friend gave a nod.
Kristopher was driving and Christian was sitting in the passenger seat and Amelia on the back seat.
"Blair is worried sick..." Kristopher said and Amelia rolled her eyes by saying, "Of course, she is sick."
"What did you guys do?" Kristopher asked and Christian replied, "Fun, mostly..."
"Yea, he made me try things I never did," replied the li
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Black Lace 66. TALK THAT TALK.
Amelia stepped out of the elevator and was walking to through the reception when an old lady behind her, was walking slowly with a stick on her hand for the support.Suddenly she heard a low hiss of the woman, turning around she saw the lady was on the floor, her hand tight on the chest. She was having a cardiac attack.Amelia ran to her and shouted for help. The hotel receptionist called for the ambulance quickly and a few people came with a stretcher.All the time the old lady was holding Amelia's hand while she was unconscious.She went in the ambulance with the old lady when the doctor asked, "Are you her family?" and she shook her head.A nurse took the old lady's phone and dialled the number of her family members while Amelia was there, truly terrified, fidgety all over her face."Her family members are being informed," said the nurse while they were now reached to the hospital.The doctors took the old lady inside the operation theatr
Black Lace 67. RICH IS POWER.
The soft sky above, sharp stones underfoot and the clouds caressed with reflected light. The lacy waves are a drumbeat that echoes her heart, the breeze blows the tension right out of her bones and all the while, the birds' arc above, masters of the salty updrafts.The waves come in as a deep aquamarine and turn golden as they churn the sand on the shore. Each hue is made more pretty by the brilliant white of the crests, drawing the eye away from the cloudless sky.The cool water laps at her feet, fizzing and bubbling like brine. Even though the sun is beating on her back, beaming in her eyes, she can't help but smile as the wind caresses her face. Waves ahead roar and roll down, crashing onto the shore with a soft hiss; peeling away at the deep bronze sand beneath her feet.Without hesitation, she plunges into the blue-green water. A chill surges through her, but a small wave washes it away.She walks further and further, thinking of her life as a wave
Black Lace 68. SOME EXTRA DRAMA.
"What are you saying? "Blair who was wearing a face mask with a bathrobe around her sexy body and hair tied up in a bun asked in astonishment."I'm certain. See this," Bryce showed her the video of Amelia and Christian kissing in the club and having drunk fun."Carrusel?" she asked with a raised brow when the best friend replied, "Cabana, then Carrusel."Blair's face was fumed with anger."What are you going to do now?" Bryce asked and she simply replied, "Snatch what's mine.""I thought you were going to end the engagement because Christian betrayed you," Bryce said when she replied, "Christian is going to pay for it so will the Amelia girl.""Will we let your daddy know?" Bryce asked and Blair replied, "no, I will handle this matter on my own. I'm a grown-ass lady."Amelia woke up with a pounding headache, she saw some hospital machines surrounded by her and the drips attached to her veins of her hands.She looked around and a
Black Lace 69. TURNING POINTS.
"Hope, the breakfast is ready. Have it before it gets cold..." Amelia shouted before going to her work.She grabbed her purse and saw the best friend was sleeping peacefully and a ghost of a smile touched her lips.Amelia was feeling guilty for what she did with Hope and Kristopher... both of them were in love but she was the reason they split apart.It has been two weeks since they returned from Sofia, Bulgaria and Amelia got the job at a famous ladies boutique with Figaro's reference.None of them was in contact with the boys, both of the girls had changed their phone numbers and rented an apartment.Hope had savings so she didn't care about the rent or grocery things. And she was on rest these days. Last week she visited the doctor for a checkup when the doctor advised her to stay at home and have complete rest."Hope, I'll be back in the evening then we will go to the doctor..." she shouted and went out of the apartment.The boutiq
Black Lace 70. THE BLONDE BEAUTY.
Amelia was working her ass off. She was also doing the night shift along with the day shift and was earning extra money while Hope was doing complete bed rest.Amelia, every day, on her way home, took some medicines and vitamins for Hope and dinner also.Her every week checkup was going on and the girls were living on their own."Amelia, I've seen an online job," Hope spoke when Amelia replied, "Hope, don't worry about that. You just focus on your health. I will handle everything,""But, Amelia, it's content writing and I can do it with my laptop also..." she said and Amelia didn't answer."Thank you for meeting me in person, Mr Langford..." Blair's pretty smile melted the fifty-something man's heart when he replied, "It's nothing, Ms Fernsby... what can I do for you?""There's this girl in your store..." she was interrupted by the owner of the boutique who immediately said, "Say the name if she has bothered you. I will fire her instantly."
Black Lace 71. BABY DADDY.
"Hi... I am here. Can you come out?" Amelia talked over the phone, standing in front of a tall grey building.She waited for the person to come when she was standing at the entrance.A guy, tall and handsome, fair skin, hair reaching down to his shoulders, walked out.He was a handsome guy... his one ear was pierced and the bad boy vibes were coming from him as he walked to her."Amelia?" he asked and she gave a nod as they shook hands."Wow... you're so..." he was overwhelmed to see such beauty in front of him, and he was unable to speak the right words... to define her.She took his breath away."Short?" Amelia asked jokingly and he replied, "No, I was gonna say... too pretty.""So, you are Cindy's brother..." she said and he chuckled lightly as he replied, "We don't look alike, right?""Yea..." she replied and he spoke, "Come on, let's show you your new of
Black Lace 72. BROKEN FAITH.
"Hectic day?" Ryan came with two cups of coffee on Amelia's desk when she smiled and replied, "Still learning."Sun sank lower in the sky, the light of day draining away, giving way to the velvety dark of night, crickets chirping, dusky, colours subdued in the fading light, the first buzz of mosquitoes, street lights click on, day winding down, the first star in the night sky, short June darkness, the air became cooler, evening landscape, twilight had fallen, the sharp shadow of the lamppost had faded into the dark of the sidewalk, fading light, only the faintest of light shone through the leaves, soon it grew dark, darkening sky, a close silence in the dim evening light.The first thing she thought about was... "Hope..." she murmured and Ryan somehow heard it as he took a sip of his coffee saying, "Who is Hope?""My best friend. We live together," she replied and gave a nod."I heard some brave things about you," he said out of nowhere when she was busy read
Black Lace 73. FOR WORSE OR FOR BETTER.
"Why are you interested in me, Christian?" she asked as he wrapped a bandage on her scratched elbow when he looked deep in her eyes."You have a beautiful fiance. Why me?" she again asked because she wanted answers.She wanted to know why the man handsome like him would want to have her but not the rich and pretty girl he has by his side."Because, I'm in love with you," he replied honestly.“But I’m not pretty,” she said, “I don’t have hair the russet colour of autumn, or eyes the sweet colour of spring.”“No,” he replied, “You do not. You have hair like the wind, wild and free. Eyes like the night, deep and mysterious. You don’t look like everyone else’s definition of pretty; you look like my definition of pretty. You have the look of adventure, of a spirit that can soar, and to me, that will always be more attractive than any colour or shape in the universe.”He listens as if her words are golden, perhaps some elixir he's been waiting all his d
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