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Unwelcome Morning

Author: Bree Tyl
last update publish date: 2026-03-23 21:49:04

Arielle

There was no way to tell if Tiffany had actually locked me out. The real problem, I didn’t have the key with me.

“Fuck!” I muttered, gripping the handle again. I shook it harder this time. Nothing.

“Tiffany?” I called, knocking. “Open the door.”

No response.

I knocked again. Louder this time. Still nothing.

I pushed the handle down repeatedly, but it didn’t budge.

And it was really late. The neighbors were probably asleep already. And here I was, making noise like a crazy person.
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    Arielle “Darius,” I called, banging lightly on the window. “Come on, don’t do this. We were just talking–“Nathan switched on the engine. “Nathan, don’t you dare,” I warned, moving quickly to the driver’s side window. Unfortunately, he listened to his boss more than me. The car sped out of the garage so fast it almost looked like a racecar. I stood there in disbelief, staring after it. Seriously?This was the second time Darius had ditched me.I slowly turned back at Joel. “Can you believe him?” Joel said nothing. “How are we supposed to get home now?”“I’ll call a taxi,” he replied calmly, already pulling out his phone. “It should be here in a few minutes.”I let out a frustrated breath and crossed my arms. “But why would he do that?” I muttered. “Just because we had a conversation outside his office? Must he be aware of everything?”Joel stayed quiet, focused on his screen. I groaned softly, dragging a hand through my hair. “Let’s get out of here first…it’s suffocating.”We

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    Arielle My eyes darted toward Tiffany from behind as I forced a smile. “Here’s our latest menu,” I said politely, and bowed slightly as I handed it to her. “I’ll be back–“ “Give us some time,” she cut in, smiling at Blake. “We’ll call you when we’re ready.” “Alright,” I replied

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    Arielle Darius's eyes stayed on me, unblinking, as if he was waiting for something to fall from my lips. The silence between us stretched, thick and heavy, broken by only the hum of the engine and the faint rush of the wind against the windows. I folded my hands in my lap, staring s

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  • The Billionaire’s Pretend Wife    An Unimaginable Night

    Arielle “Who’s Emris?” He asked suddenly, eyes fixed on the road. I glanced at him. “What?” “I heard Tessa mention some guy named Emris,” he said, gripping the steering wheel. “Care to tell me who that is?” “No. Why?” “No?” “Let me worry about that.”

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  • The Billionaire’s Pretend Wife    Something’s Wrong

    Arielle Tiffany turned back and went silent. “It’s me,” I tapped my chest. “Arielle”. “Oh”. She uttered flatly. “Yeah,” I sighed. “Tiffany, I swear I’m ready to tell you anything you want to know. I’m never hiding anything from–“ “Let’s not talk about that here.” She

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