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You asked how to go about GIFTS AND GEMS. 1)At the end of every chapter you will see THE SUPPORT Gift box, in-between, the comment and share button. 2)Click on the SUPPORT Gift box 3)You will find the Gifts...coins or any other Cash gifts and select your option. 4) At the top right corner you will see a Label GEMS. 5) Click on it. That will take you to a table of the top Gem contributors . 6) Look down you will see how many GEMS you have and how to get GEMS. 7) If you have GEMS click on VOTE, a button at the down area. That's how you contribute with GEMS. Thanks for your support đ"What? No way!"I forced another laugh, waving my hands in front of me like I could someone distract them with it."Lena, we need an explanation. Hannah's theory makes a lot of sense," Nora said."I think you guys are reading way too much into this. First of all, Silver Adams is a famous model. He's in magazines. He's on billboards. My Tarzan is just a regular guy who happens to be handsome. That's it. Secondâthe Paris Gala? Please. I was home that night. That wasn't me!"Hannah didn't blink. She just rotated her phone slowly, letting everyone at the table see the full image."Are you guys doubting this is Lena? You're telling us this woman isn't you and that man is not your obsessive boyfriend?"Obsessive....In the picture, I was posing in yesterday's outfit, standing beside Tarzan,who had his eyes on me while I served fac at the camera.Honestly I was proud at how good I was at hiding my nervousness."I⌠I don't know how to explain that," I stammered. "Photoshop? Doppelgänger? Ther
Jessie took another bite and groaned in pure satisfaction. âThis is amazing. Every single bite is perfect.â âThe seasoning⌠the texture⌠everything is balanced,â Hannah murmured. Then she looked at me with a teasing smile. âI officially forgive you for making us wait.â The table erupted in laughter. Nora scooped another generous helping onto her plate. âAlso, it wouldâve been even better if heâd used rosemary in this one.â âI told you not to judge him too harshly."I reminded her. âOh, weâre judging him fairly,â Nora replied. âHeâs close to certified-chef level. Our official verdict is that you need to keep him forever.â Jessie nodded enthusiastically. "And don't forget the fact that heâs already handsome.â âThe man can cook like a genius,â Nora finished. Jessie laughed. âI already feel jealous for your future kids. Theyâre going to be the luckiest children ever,âNora said. âImagine having a mom whoâs an incredible baker and a dad who cooks like a culinary genius.â âI
LENAâS POV**NEW LOCATION: PARIS** The moment I pushed open the bedroom door, I knew I was in trouble. The second I stepped into the living room, Nora, Hannah, and Jessie were already waitingâarms crossed in perfect synchronization, three pairs of eyes locked on me with that unmistakable look that said *weâve been waiting, and we are not amused*.I made a beeline for the kitchen, grabbed a bag of chili chips (my emotional-support snack for exactly the upcoming interrogation), and slid onto the empty couch opposite them. âWhat?â I asked, trying for innocent. Nora arched one eyebrow. âDonât âwhatâ us, Lena. You kept us sitting here for hours like abandoned puppies while you were off doing God-knows-what.â âHours is an exaggeration,â I muttered, tearing open the bag. âIt was like⌠forty-five minutes. Tops.â Jessie leaned forward, her messy bun wobbling. âForty-five minutes of our lives weâll never get back. I couldâve been at home, napping. I love napping.â Hannah n
Dear Readers đ You asked how to go about GIFTS AND GEMS.1)At the end of every chapter you will see THE SUPPORT Gift box, in-between, the comment and share button.2)Click on the SUPPORT Gift box 3)You will find the Gifts...coins or any other Cash gifts and select your option.4) At the top right corner you will see a Label GEMS.5) Click on it. That will take you to a table of the top Gem contributors .6) Look down you will see how many GEMS you have and how to get GEMS.7) If you have GEMS click on VOTE, a button at the down area. That's how you contribute with GEMS.Thanks for your support đ
Ricardo waited until her breathing deepened, then quietly slipped from the bed.He moved silently into his study, where his assistant was already waiting with his phone.He took the device and dialed a number."My lord...""Whatâs the situation?" Ricardo asked, his voice low and cold. "Has Tarzan been eliminated?""My lord⌠weâve had no sighting of him since the gala yesterday. We're still searching.""Nothing should happen to my daughter," Ricardo said, each word laced with quiet menace. "Make no mistakes."After ending the call, he exhaled heavily and scrolled through his gallery until he found an old photograph: himself standing beside Tarzanâs father."Iâm sorry, old friend," he whispered to the image. "But your son has been consumed by rage and hatred for this family. By now, Lena must have told him sheâs my daughter. Heâll try to hurt her to get to me. He believes I killed you and your wife. I am sorryâbut I will do anything to save my daughter from your son, even if it means wi
NEW LOCATION: USARosa woke to the weight of Ricardoâs arm wrapped possessively around her waist. The time zone still several hours behind Paris.âHow was your night, Mi amor?â he whispered, his voice husky with sleep as he pressed a tender kiss to her forehead.âI had a bad dream,â Rosa murmured.Ricardo sat up immediately, concern sharpening his features. âA bad dream about what, my love?âShe hesitated, then spoke softly.âI dreamt of Lena⌠She was lost in the middle of a vast desert. I called out to her, but she couldnât recognize me. She was wearing a torn, dirty outfit like a homeless woman, her body covered in deep bruises that made my own chest ache. I tried to reach her, but a violent tornado appeared out of nowhere, pushing me back.âRosaâs eyes glistened with unshed tears as she looked at him.âYou were there too. You were shouting my name from behind me, leading an army of soldiers with an entire kingdom at your back. âRosa, Iâm coming for you!â But I wasnât interested i
I forced myself up and walked back into the bedroom Mitch and I had shared for three years of our marriage. I hadnât slept in that bed for over two years now. Not since I left it. Every morning, he used to wake me up to complain about my snoring. I apologized. Then⌠I started staying awake
I met Mitch fifteen years ago at a coffee shop. I was sixteen, working as a store assistant and trying to look like I had my life together. I still remember what I wore that day. A faded white sundress scattered with tiny yellow flowers. Sandals laced around my ankles. Mitch was standing in
MITCH'S POV I was staring at the TV replaying highlights of the match weâd lost 3-1 with bottles on the table in front of me. I cracked open another one, trying to flush down the frustration inside my chest. My childhood friend Jake walked in from the kitchen, towel over his shoulder, and rai
You will never truly understand heartbreak until it comes from the same man who once adored youâwho protected you, who loved you without hesitation. âWhatâs the number?â My husbandâs voice came from the doorway. I flinched and looked up. Thatâs how sad my life had becomeâthe usual routine of ste







