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Rising for the Little One

Autor: Kriti yadav
last update Data de publicaĆ§Ć£o: 2024-12-04 13:00:00

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When my eyes fluttered open, I was greeted by the blinding white of the hospital ceiling. A dull ache pulsed in my head as I struggled to recall how I ended up here. The last thing I remembered was the sharp pain and dizziness that had overwhelmed me back at home. Everything after that was a blur.

Turning my head slightly, I spotted Sally slumped over the edge of my bed, her head resting on her folded arms. Her soft breathing was the only sound in the quiet room. A faint smil
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  • No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā Twenty Minutes

    Authorā€™s POVAnika seemed to realise that Mila wasn't going to give her a straight answer. With a small laugh, she returned her attention to the files.ā€œFine. I'll drop it. For now. We have more important things to worry about. The Mercer presentation is in two days, and if the design department keeps changing the concept boards, we're going to look unprepared.ā€Mila picked up the report. ā€œThen let's make sure we don't.ā€ā€œThat's the spirit.ā€For the next few minutes, they discussed the revised designs, pending client approvals, and the budget figures that needed another review before the presentation. Mila made a note of the outstanding items and confirmed that she would check the updated documents before the meeting.Anika gathered the remaining files and stood.ā€œI'm taking these to the project coordination team. The design department is expecting you in the conference room at ten-thirty.ā€ā€œI'll be there.ā€Anika started towards the door, then glanced back with a mischievous smile.ā€œA

  • No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā The Photograph

    Mila practically rushed through the heavy glass doors of the lobby. The cool blast of air conditioning brushed against her face, but it did little to soothe the heat rising in her cheeks.The lobby buzzed with the familiar rhythm of another busy workday. Employees crossed the polished marble floor balancing takeaway coffee cups while discussing presentations and deadlines. Phones rang at the reception desk, a printer hummed away in the background, and the large display behind the counter glowed with the company logo.Mila gave the receptionist a polite smile, her heart still hammering against her ribs as she joined the morning crowd heading toward the elevators, trying desperately to blend in. She kept her eyes fixed on the illuminated floor indicator above the doors.Ding.Everyone filed inside.That was when she noticed it.A few curious glances were thrown her way, followed by a whisper passed from one employee to another. Two junior architects near the back paused mid-sentence the

  • No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā Awkward Silence

    Author's POVThe drive to the office was proving to be far more uncomfortable than Mila had anticipated.She sat in the passenger seat of Arineā€™s sleek black sedan, her phone held tightly in her lap as she pretended to check important emails. She scrolled mindlessly, barely registering the words on the screen. The morning sun glinted off the dashboard, but the atmosphere inside the car felt far heavier than the bright day outside.Out of all the possible ways she could have started her morning, being trapped alone in a car with Arine after last night's events had definitely not been on the list.This is exactly what I wanted to avoid, she thought, biting the inside of her cheek.She had tried to refuse the ride after breakfast, insisting she could easily take a taxi. But Arine had calmly dismantled every excuse with logical, irrefutable points about time, safety, and efficiency. He pointed out how it made no sense for her to waste time and money when they were both heading to the exac

  • No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā Behind Tired Eyes

    Authorā€™s POVThe morning sun broke through the curtains, signaling the arrival of a new day, but it brought no rest to Milaā€™s exhausted mind. When her alarm finally rang, she dragged herself out of bed, having barely slept for a few consecutive hours. With a quiet groan, she walked into the bathroom, rubbing her eyes, and moved through her morning routine on autopilotā€”showering, brushing her teeth, and slipping into a simple cream blouse and black trousers suitable for the day ahead.Standing in front of the dressing table mirror, she picked up her brush and began running it through her damp hair, sectioning it carefully to tie into a neat ponytail. But the moment her eyes met her own reflection, the dam broke.Images from last night flashed vividly in her mindā€”the sudden pressure of Arineā€™s body against hers, the cold touch of the mirror on her back, and the searing heat of his lips. Her gaze instinctively dropped to her mouth, which still felt faintly tender and swollen. Her breath

  • No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā Restless Hearts

    Authorā€™s POVMilaā€™s mind went completely blank the moment Arineā€™s lips met hers. This wasnā€™t like the soft, sudden kiss in the office. This one was hungry, deep, and full of everything they hadnā€™t said to each other.She let out a small, shaky sound and grabbed the front of his shirt, unsure whether she wanted to push him away or pull him even closer. Arine tilted her head slightly and kissed her harder, his tongue brushing against hers, sending a rush of heat through her body. His thigh pressed between her legs as he pinned her gently but firmly against the mirror.For a few seconds, nothing else existed. Just him. Just this.But reality hit her too quickly.Mila tore her mouth away, breathing hard. Her lips felt swollen and warm. ā€œArineā€¦ stop,ā€ she whispered, even though her hands were still tightly holding onto his shirt.ā€œWe canā€™tā€¦ This is wrong."Arine rested his forehead against hers, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His hand stayed on her waist, thumb gently stroking her sid

  • No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā A Dangerous Proximity

    Authorā€™s POVThe awkward silence between Arine and Mila continued. Both of them sat quietly, Neither Mila nor Arine dared to look at each other. The air felt heavy and uncomfortable.Just then, Arineā€™s phone started ringing. He quickly checked the screen and let out a small sigh of relief. Thank God, he thought. This call had come at the perfect time to save him from this awkward moment."I need to take this important call," he said, standing up. Mila nodded quickly, feeling her own wave of relief. "Go ahead," she murmured.He immediately headed for the balcony, closing the glass door behind him.Mila also breathed a big sigh of relief.She silently thanked whoever was calling him for saving her from that suffocating silence. Seizing the moment, she rushed to her room to freshen up and change into comfortable clothes.In the kitchen, Sally and Aunt Lana were whispering excitedly to each other.ā€œDid you see their faces?ā€ Sally said with a big smile. ā€œSomething definitely happened between

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