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I Know The Man
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No Longer A Fool For You 8
The cafeteria buzzed with the usual midday chaos loud chatter, clattering trays, and the ever-lingering aroma of fried chicken and soggy fries. At the far end, under the skylight where the sun carved soft golden shapes on the polished tables, the hockey team had their claimed territory. The table gleamed with their laughter, overflowing energy, and a few too many empty soda cans. Ethan lounged with one arm over the back of his chair, legs stretched out with an air of arrogance that demanded space. Beside him, Jace scrolled through something on his phone, lips twitching as he smirked at the screen. Opposite them were Carter, Finn, and Mike fellow teammates and a group of cheerleaders in their short skirts and school-issued jackets, twirling their hair, giggling a little too loudly at nothing in particular. "Yo, you guys ready for the match this Friday?" Finn asked, slamming his Gatorade bottle on the table. "Hell yeah," Ethan said. "We’re gonna wipe the ice with East H
No Longer A Fool For You 7
The next morning, Daniel made a decision that surprised even himself as he didn’t wait for the driver, didn’t bother with breakfast, didn’t even give himself time to think more about the issue because what more was there to think all he just knew was that he was in no way he was going to loose the project because of some bunch of people. He simply grabbed his keys, slid into one of his cars, and drove out of the estate while the rest of the world was still yawning awake. The roads stretched out before him in pale silence, washed in the cool blue of dawn. He usually enjoyed that quiet how the city seemed to hold its breath at this hour, as though it belonged only to him but today his mind refused to settle, circling back again and again to the address glowing on his phone" Irene’s address" When the navigation finally guided him to a modest house at the end of a narrow street, Daniel slowed, his eyes narrowing as he studied it. The place was painfully ordinary: a weathered fe
No Longer A Fool For You 6
The door creaked open, its sound oddly loud in the otherwise muffled stillness. Irene stepped into the room, her pulse thundering in her ears as her eyes landed on the bed. The sight before her was like a slap, freezing her in place. Dave was sprawled in the middle of the bed, his arm draped lazily over Diane—her best friend. Next to them lay Tom, Dave’s so-called best friend, the sheets tangled around their naked forms. The smell of sweat and musk hung in the air, unmistakable and revolting. Irene’s throat tightened, her voice catching before she managed a strained, “What is going on here?” Three pairs of eyes turned toward her, not with guilt, not with shock, but with a kind of casual indifference that twisted the knife even deeper. Diane smirked lazily, her lips curling as she propped herself up on an elbow. “Oh, you’re home early,” Diane said, her voice light, almost amused. “Are you serious?” Irene’s voice cracked, trembling with the weight of her disbelief. “Diane…
No Longer A Fool For You 5
Irene was still replaying the humiliating moment on the plane in her mind when the car rolled to a smooth stop in front of an opulent five-star resort. The towering building loomed before them, bathed in golden lights, its grand entrance adorned with luxury cars and uniformed doormen assisting well-dressed guests. She barely had time to adjust to the sight before Mr. Blackwood stepped out, straightening his cuffs as if this were just another mundane stop on his schedule. Irene hesitated. She didn’t belong in places like this. The marble floors, the crystal chandeliers visible from the entrance, the air of exclusivity—it all screamed money. And not the casual kind. The kind that whispered in private jets and dined on meals worth more than her monthly rent. Swallowing hard, she gathered her courage and stepped out of the car. The moment she did, she felt entirely out of place. Even in the sleek black dress, which now felt like a poor attempt at blending in, she stuck out. She wa
No Longer A Fool For You 4
Irene let out a long, weary sigh, the sound barely audible over the steady thud of her aching footsteps against the stairs. Her legs trembled beneath her, the strain of repeated trips up and down the floors sapping what little energy she had left. Her arms burned from the weight of the thick files she clutched to her chest, and every muscle in her body screamed in protest. She had lost track of how many times she had climbed these stairs today. Three? Four? Maybe even more. It didn’t matter anymore. The only thing that mattered was the fact that she had no choice but to keep going. Her first day at work, and she was already being punished. The thought made her chest tighten with frustration, but she swallowed it down, forcing herself to focus on placing one foot in front of the other. She had been in a hurry earlier, just trying to do her job, and in her desperation, she had unknowingly stepped into the CEO’s private elevator. A simple mistake. One that should have w
No Longer A Fool For You 3
The night air was cold against Irene’s flushed cheeks as she staggered out of the bar, her bare foot slapping against the rough pavement. She didn’t seem to notice that one of her shoes was missing, or maybe she didn’t care. Her vision blurred, and the world tilted precariously as she stumbled forward, her arms flailing to steady herself. “Where is he…?” she murmured, her voice hoarse and slurred, almost drowned by the distant hum of traffic. Her other shoe slipped slightly, making her trip. She cursed under her breath, frustration bubbling up, but she kept moving, her steps aimless. The sharp edge of the pavement jabbed her exposed foot, but she didn’t flinch. Her mind was far too preoccupied with the weight of her despair to care about something as trivial as pain. Ahead, the streetlights flickered, casting her shadow across the crosswalk. She stepped onto the road, not bothering to check for cars, her head hanging low. From the distance came the low growl of an engine—a sle
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