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Chapter 46: Her bitter past
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IN YOUR ARMS Chapter 47: two days to go!
He opens the door and gently pulls her out of the car..." what are you doing here?" she asked not still able to believe he is standing before her..." I should be asking you that..." he gaze at her with one brow raised, silently demanding an answer but she didn't give him what he wants, she still wanted to clarify her doubts first..." how did you find me here?" she continues..." you know I can do whatever I want, so getting a little info on your whereabouts wasn't a big deal for me..." he winks at her flashing her his breathtaking smile, the one that always makes her heart skips in excitement...how could she forget that the big boss baby has a card up his sleeve? she face palm herself and breaths out tirelessly...Seeing the look on his face made her swallow hard unconsciously. he stares at her with so much desire in his eyes, like if given the chance, he will devour her right there..." come on Dave...stop thinking naughty, we are in public" she said and make her way to his car as the
IN YOUR ARMS Chapter 48: do I have to wear this?
In the dressing room, stood Amalia before the mirror staring at her reflection. Looking more beautiful than ever...Her heart tugs loudly in her chest. She was nervous but more to it, she was uncomfortable with the dress she had on...It was a dress, just black lingering complimented with black platform heels. Showing off her every curve."do I have to wear this?" asked Amalia to the girl who was busily putting on her makeup..."don't worry... you'll get used to it with time" she encourages, flashing her a sweet smile."But...I just can't see myself in this out there...facing those eyes that will be trying to strip me off my panties" Amalia explains hoping someone will hear her out..."you have no choice...there are rules and those rules must be followed whether we like it or not" Amalia sighs in frustration."what do I do now?" she murmurs rubbing her palms but the girl heard her."Just play your part...moreover, no one will touch you...it's just you going out there and dance, nothi
IN YOUR ARMS Chapter 49: The man.
For some reason, Amalia was happy. She no longer feel scared, it was like a surge of energy, and determination burst out in her...She swell on the pole, dancing to the beat of the song. Feeling it every sound. She was so lost and immersed in her dance that she didn't realize someone was standing before her...She swells round the pole, throwing her long slender legs in his direction. He caught her by the waist, staring at her alluring body with so much lust...She stiffens at the feel of strong hands on her waist, and quickly, she retracted her legs, standing straight...The man didn't seem to want to let her go as he kept on moving closer and closer, closing the gap between them...Out of instinct, she took a step back but before she could take the next, his strong hands hold onto her slender waist, pulling her closer. She could feel his hot breath hitting on her face. Her stomach twist in disgust as she stare back at him, not like he was ugly but because she felt disgusted by his
IN YOUR ARMS Chapter 50: The only way to get my forgiveness.
"that's the only way you can get my forgiveness" he puts on a serious face..."if you are desperate to get it". Amalia was freezing from within, shivering involuntarily."I...please, Sir...is there...no other way?" She pleads, hoping for a change of heart."other way!" he murmurs thoughtfully, rubbing his chin...He stares down at her, examining her from head to toe..."be a volunteer servicer to me...every time I visit" He wasn't that heartless. He was a bit considerate to an extent..."w-what about my work? I mean, that's the only way I get to make money for myself " she cries. no matter what, giving up the only reason she started this job was a big no to her..."you surely ain't grateful...right?" he was amused at how open she was to tell him what she wants..."not that sir, but I can't just spend my time serving you and die of hunger afterwards" she explains...she was an intelligent one, that he could see clearly."that's up to me to decide" She nods, with her head lowered. "I bet
IN YOUR ARMS chapter one: why me?
In a field full of colorful flowers, under the beautiful night sky with bright stars, sat a young beautiful girl in a short flat gown that is light blue, complimenting her pale skin and long slender legs that match her silky twilight hair. She stood there motionless while staring at the night sky with her brown hazel eyes. Feeling the silence of the night, she couldn't help but feel the warm tears rolling down her cheeks reminding her of the emptiness in her heart."Indeed, nature is beautiful" commented Mrs. William her favorite maid. Looking at the girl in front of her, she couldn't keep calm but prayed for her happiness and safety. "And in it, I find solace" replied Amalia Brown as tears continues to flow endlessly down her red cheeks that were slapped by her stepmother, Lizzy."When will this end?" asked Amalia Brown, not able to hold it anymore. "Soon enough little Miss, very soon" reply Mrs. William while approaching her. " why me? among all the children on earth, why me? why ca
IN YOUR ARMS chapter two: Happiness
The next day, Amalia wakes up as early as 3:30 am to do her work as usual. She went on washing the floor in the living room, the water is cool as if it was just removed from the freezer, shivering now and then, Amalia has no other option but to work.Mr. Brown finishes earlier than expected from the business trip he had to China and was excited because he'll be able to see his family, especially Amalia Brown, his beloved daughter. Just at the mention of her name, Mr. Brown's thought runs wide and his most treasured memories were reawakened. He found himself thinking about Melissa, his first wife whom he loved with his life, he thought of all the happy moments he's shared with her, and how she made a wonderful mother and a perfect wife.Coming back to the present, he couldn't help but think of how Amalia is growing and she's becoming very beautiful as her mother(his late wife) and how she takes everything about her mother. He couldn't be any less proud and happy, that Melissa left him
IN YOUR ARMS Chapter 3 favorite song
Mr. Brown enters his room, looking in the direction of his bed, he saw his wife, Lizzy, sleeping so peacefully. He calls out to his wife Lizzy but there was no response because Lizzy was engrossed in her sleep. He enters the bathing room and freshens up. Coming out of the bathroom, he sees Lizzie sitting on the bed half-awake. He went to his wardrobe and choose a pair of blue trousers with a white shirt complementing his pale skin and silky brown hair. He immediately puts on his dress and went and sit at the edge of the bed while looking at his sleepy wife. " Good morning"; he says giving her a light peck on the forehead. When her drowsiness faded completely, she couldn't imagine what her eyes were seeing. Her husband was sitting in front of her half-smiling at her. Fear grips her heart but she struggles to greet him back." Good morning" was all that could leave her mouth, getting off the bed, she immediately rushes to the bathroom and closes the door.Mr. Brown left the room for th
IN YOUR ARMS Chapter 4 Contract
As she ends the song, tears roll down her cheeks and fall on the guitar while she looks at her dad with eyes full of unspoken words. Silence took over as there was nothing left for any one of them to say. Getting up from the mat, Mr. Brown hugs his daughter with everything in him, indirectly telling his daughter that every single lyric of the song was well understood by him. That night, Amalia danced and sang inside her room, not being able to contain the happiness within her. Feeling tired, she plunges over to her bed and this time, she didn't have to pray for sleep to consume her because, in less than no time, she was gone in her dreamland. Mr. Brown, lie down on the right side of his bed beside his wife Lizzy, replaying every single thing he did with his Princess Amalia, he smiles to himself. Think about the song, he then realizes that her daughter Amalia didn't only take her mother's features but also her voice, her voice that is compressed with emotion, ns, and her brown hazel
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