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NathanaelBaxter looks up at me with big eyes, and it takes everything in me to tear myself away from the fantasy that is building in my head because of it. “You haven’t even finished your main course. What about dessert?” Instead of driving my hand into his hair and taking advantage of him being already in the perfect position to get him onto his knees, I gesture at a waiter to bring me a chair. As soon as I sit down at their table, I can observe Brad's obnoxious grin disappear. “I’ll take what he is having,” I say nonchalantly, pointing to Baxter’s plate. He is still watching me with his big eyes, and I can’t help but notice that he seems quite strange. I can’t decipher his look, and what bugs me more is that he has closed his mind towards me once again, as I can’t hear his thoughts.He has to stop doing that! “So,” I turn towards Brad, forcing my thoughts to concentrate on a different matter. “Did you want to discuss a new contract with my employee without involving me, Brad?
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NathanaelAfter leaving the most embarrassing message on his phone, I just try to concentrate back on my work. Not that this is really an option. I try not to think about Eleandra surely already having torn everything in my penthouse apart as Gilda runs into my office, looking horribly distraught. “What is it now?” She takes a deep breath, fear flashing in her eyes as she must be weighing the consequences of telling me something or whatever else is going on. “I can’t find him.” “Who?” I ask, annoyed, even though I have a bad premonition. She fidgets with her fingers, taking a step forward before stepping back closer to the door. “Theo.” I look up at her, raising an eyebrow, and she wets her lips. “I told him to stay in the cave. But he is gone.” “Yeah,” I sigh, lowering my gaze to my desk. “He has a dinner appointment. Why should he be in the cave?” She approaches my desk again, taking a deep inhale, before blurting out, “Because he saw a crow.” “A crow,” I repeat in a mocki
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TheodoreI always knew that I was just the side piece. But seeing him with her disintegrated me on a whole other level. I feel numb as I do another set of the weight-lifting machine that I’m sitting in, my biceps not hurting badly enough, if I can still feel my heart stinging in my chest. Ugh. Of course his beloved is flipping gorgeous. Also, my guilt and shame are eating me alive, my senses drifting off as I lose count of whatever exercise I am doing. Luckily, the gym is half empty, and even if my phone died halfway through my cardio exercise, I just got as desperate as my heart could take about karma getting my ass. During a mini panic attack, I managed to call the Hel Company to reach Brad and inform him about my small inconvenience. As usual, he and the stick up his arse took it very professionally, and he gave me an indication of time when he would pick me up at my apartment with his driver, giving me enough time to finish my gym routine. Bleh. Closing my eyes as I let t
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NathanaelI open one of the fake wine bottles, smelling the cork. “It might not be what you are used to, but they are trying their best.” She giggles as she watches me pour a glass full of a rare type of blood. “It’s astonishing what those humans are ready to do for a bit of their currency.” “Hmmm,” I agree with her cynical comment, my guts churning as I find myself conflicted with mocking them for the first time. Not that I would suddenly care for those poor souls. “I can take you to the club one of these nights. If you want to really be left astonished,” I force up a mask, washing down Baxter’s face flashing up in front of my inner eye. Lifting her hand, she giggles again, saying something I can’t hear as my attention gets captured by Gilda standing in the door frame. How long has she been standing there? I gulp down the anxiety rising in my chest, my throat flooding with a sour taste as the fear of what her empty expression might mean. “What is it?” I ask dryly, wanting t
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Theodore “Hey there,” my lips hurt as I fight to keep my smile upright and push down the urge to retreat and run out of the room again. The hulkish man, I definitely had a feverish dream about beating him senseless, steps closer with a scrunched-up expression. I try to read it to find out if he is about to attack me, but it seems unreadable, as disgust certainly doesn’t match the situation. “Baxter, right?” He grumbles, his Adam's apple bumping as his throat seems to revolt at the words he wants to force out of his mouth. And still he wasn’t that shy to talk to me in the cafeteria. I gulp, continuing to grin at him like an idiot, my stomach trying to transform its walls into iron to fend off the fatal blow coming for it. “Uh-huh.” My fingers itch, and I clench my fists to prevent myself from clasping my shirt’s collar. Oh, but at least I smell like a fairy-tale princess. Maybe that will play in my favor. The desairologist will have a lot less work to do on me. If he doesn’t
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TheodoreI slip into my shirt, stumbling into the kitchen where I find Gilda staring at two steaming cups with an empty look. “Oi,” I shout out of breath, causing her to jump up. Halting to look at her, I scrunch up my nose, taking a deep breath. “Are you alright?” She nods, the light returning into her eyes as she forces a smile onto her lips once again. “Sure.” Picking up the cups of tea, she empties them into the kitchen sink. “I guess I overbrewed them.” She waves dismissively as she puts up a strange expression, making me forget what I just saw in the bedroom. “Is everything alright with you? You seem quite upset.”“Erm…” I pull at my clothes, sorting out my thoughts as I remember what just happened. “I’m not quite sure. Maybe I’m ready for the asylum for good.”We stare at each other in silence, and she blinks in confusion. “What?” “You have to see it, or you will never believe me.” Grabbing her wrist, I pull her out of the kitchen. She cusses me out, stumbling after me as
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