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What Awaits Me

Author: Mol Des
last update publish date: 2026-10-06 18:43:46

Emily’s Point of View

“Whenever you invite me to the coffee café, do you know what comes to mind? Your intention to reveal your secret obsession with Prince Rueben,” that was the voice of Uncle Charles. He dug his hand into his jacket and took out a stylish cigar to light.

“Far from it, uncle,” each word that left my mouth steered my eyes to comb around for any familiar face that could be spying on us. “My secret remains. It is now like cliché to me and I am not interested in such talks.”

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  • Substitute Wife For The Cold-Hearted Prince   What Awaits Me

    Emily’s Point of View“Whenever you invite me to the coffee café, do you know what comes to mind? Your intention to reveal your secret obsession with Prince Rueben,” that was the voice of Uncle Charles. He dug his hand into his jacket and took out a stylish cigar to light.“Far from it, uncle,” each word that left my mouth steered my eyes to comb around for any familiar face that could be spying on us. “My secret remains. It is now like cliché to me and I am not interested in such talks.”He dimmed his eyes at me, as he drew from his cigar, “What are you interested in this time around? Oh, I guess you have another prey in your net who has earned your murder. I guess that is what you are always interested in. But I have a bad news for you. I will never spill blood for you again. Do you…”“Enough of this uncle!” I yelled, almost slamming the desk, a rare sort of silence hanging over us.He took off his glasses, smacked his lips and added, “I will forever be pained for your offensive dec

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