13 X 365 Novels & Stories

Thanks. 7th March, 2026.

"Her schedule cleared up. She's ready. Which means you're no longer needed." "Our marriage—" I started, my voice trembling. "Was a one-year agreement. A contract," Cassian finished for me. He crossed his arms over his bare chest. "It's been nine months, Rosa. Close enough. I don't want to see you in my house anymore." I couldn't breathe. My chest felt tight, like someone was squeezing all the air from my lungs. Couldn't think past the roaring in my ears. The tears kept coming and I couldn't stop them.

How could someone be this perfect, despite his arrogant demeanor, he still looked devastatingly handsome. My words were lost somewhere between my lips, and my brain, as I stared at him blankly. I can't even imagine myself falling for him. "You will be paid monthly through out the duration of the contract." "How long is this contract?" I asked, gulping in saliva forcefully. I silently prayed it was going to be for a week, which I had no idea how I was going to survive for that long. He laughed, and it sounded like the Devil himself laughed. There was nothing funny. Was there something on my face? I reached out for my face with my right hand, and found nothing. Then realization struck me! He h

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It's been 3 days since I was fired, I have been trying Alfa's number for the past 3 days and its not connecting and it's devastating me the more. I rarely has the energy to do anything and my only source of joy is knowing my family is safe. *So how is mom recovery?* I asked chuks *She is getting really better and its not even up to a month, thanks to the high rank official that made sure they gave mom special attention* he replied and I knew he was talking about Alfa.

“It’ll calm your stomach.” “Thanks, honey.” I sat up at the island and nibbled at a cracker. “You can go, I’m good.” Jase had a meeting at the club, plus it was Wednesday, which meant Church was only a few hours away. He slid his hand to my neck and stroked my pulse. “I’m not leavin’, Cricket. Clutch can run the meetings.” I dropped my head to his chest. “We’re so busy, Jase. I don’t have time to be sick.”

"Language! Marisa!" "Sorry sir." I love the way she ridicules him. I wonder what she suffers from. Could it be... No... "How old are you?" "I am turning eleven!" I thought she's or six. "You are turning ten!" he corrects. "I am turning eleven in January." "That's next year, dummy..." "it's a few moths from now but you win sir, happy?" He plasters a grin. Suddenly, I notice drops of blood coming out of her nose.

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