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Not even one, not even one trip could be taken without disruption of any form, how much harder could life become for him? All these he thought as he ran through the crowd. He was being followed, by a bunch of stampeding fans, if he slowed down a second, the situation wouldn't be pretty. His cover was blown and now he felt like a mouse in a box; trapped and restricted. Adding to that, he was alone—he had earlier rejected his manager's offer to go with him on his quick vacation.His social anxiety was killing him and the crowd soon multiplied or maybe he thought they did. His mind played tricks sometimes.What a mess, he thought, still running through the crowd amidst overly energetic fans and earsplitting screams of his name that exited their mouth. Of course, he had been careful—with the perfect disguise of a black face cap and a mask to match; he had hoped no one would recognize him till his encounter with a flight attendant who wouldn't stop staring, then caught a g

She moved to the other end of the elevator as the unfathomably good-looking man entered, Their eyes met for a brief second as he intently gazed hers then he courtesied briefly—with a slight bow and she nodded in response, mouthing a good day ever so lightly. Her voice was nowhere to be found. Still shocked from meeting someone who looked as perfect as he did, Maria stole glances from time to time as the elevator moved downwards. He was the most perfect person she had ever seen. He sighed repeatedly with his balled fists, like he was tired or frustrated—well he looked it. Maria had never seen a person who looked good even when he was unkempt.His tie hung loosely around his crooked collar, they dangled with unequal tips at every slight movement. He heaved another sigh and Maria's knees felt weak. His sighs made her wonder what sounds he'd make if she laid clothless in between his legs and he pressed her against the bed, or a sofa, whatever he wanted, their hot bodies merging under a di

He chuckled before dropping his phone on the table after he sent the text, his pride was still hurt and now was the time he could show her who was boss—he obvious was. His phone vibrated again and he rushed to it only to find a text from his mum, informing him of the arrival of another gift.He groaned before dialing her number but his numerous calls were ignored, she probably already knew the reason he was calling. Jackson took off his shirt and flung it on the sofa, glancing at his wrist watch and mentally calculating the time of her arrival. "She should be able to navigate, find her way to cafe dium by 9:10 and get here by 9:15," he said to himself then remembered her conversation with Harry earlier about her not knowing her way around. He estimated her time of arrival to be 9:30 pm, after that he had other frustrating plans in mind—not for himself, for her.How the hell did she deem fit to equal him to a criminal? That was absurd.Another text came in. Your gift should ar

The thin velvet curtains and its glass window frames didn't do much to keep the sunlight from ruining the utter coziness Maria felt, wrapped deep into her blanket. In an instant, she sprung up, 6:40 am, the time said and she could feel all frustration wash over her. She was going to be tardy on her first day!She rolled off the bed— still wrapped in the blanket, crawling her way into the bathroom with wild tangled hair that covered most of her face. It wasn't up to two minutes and she was done bathing, her clothes had been ironed before being folded into the suitcase, she had no issue with that, thankfully. She picked out a white peplum and a red pleated skirt to match, pairing them with silky black stiletto heels. Was this too official or too much? She asked but immediately disregarded it, now wasn't the time to feel pretty.With her air into a ponytail and a touch of colorless lipgloss, she was good to go. Perfect even. 6:57 am, alright, now she just needed to run. Her ponyta

"My boss is gay." She bit her lips after the despicable sentence exited her mouth. She just added petrol to a blazing fire. Would this help Natasha realize that Jackson didn't like her? Or what if he did and she just ruined their chances of being together? Either way, what was done was done. "Jackson is gay!?" Natasha's eyes grew unbelievably wide before returning to their initial size, a hint of red spread across them in an instant making bumps rise on Maria's skin. "Oh, that's why. It's all coming back together now. I see why he never looked at me the way I wanted or even noticed me as well as I want him to," Her hand roughly ran through her blonde hair as she talked, then she paced the corridor. "So that's why. He simply didn't like girls. Jackson doesn't like girls, I'm not the problem, he just doesn't like girls." "Heh... Well, you see people's sexuality is fully up to them, I don't think it's very appropriate to talk about it this way," Maria said, it was equivalent