Apple X Darling Novels & Stories

With that being said, he exist her room for his room where he planned on taking care of everything for her. After a few call, everything was settled and he gave out a relieve sigh before relaxing in bed. Alice went to the desk and saw a gold plated iPhone thirteen Pro sitting pretty on desk. She was even afraid of touching that expensive phone that can possibly take care of her for a life time plus she was scared the phone will be dirty or spoilt if she holds it in a certain way. She laid down in the bed. She couldn’t believe her change of luck. The bed was so soft, she sank into the bed and in no time, she fell asleep deeply. During dinner, Mr Peter called her several but did not any reply

Victor was worried. “I was, and it wasn’t gone well”, she said. “What do you mean?” He asked, worried. “I find my mate”, she said calmly. “Well, that’s great, do I know him?” He asked. “Oh, everybody knows him, he is soon to be an Alpha of this pack”, she said, bitter. “Drake?!” “That’s something great Lotta”, he was happy for her. “You deserve the best”, he said. She looked at him like he had two heads.

Xander's POV I used my laptop as soon as I had breakfast and made contact with one of the most exclusive luxury stores in Atlanta. A video call's representative turned up within minutes. "Good morning, Alpha Marco," the woman greeted politely, though a hint of nervousness lingered in her smile. "How may we assist you today?" I didn't waste a second before saying"I need everything essential for a newborn baby and a mother." Her eyebrows arched as in surprise. "Everything, sir?" she repeated carefully.

app. Alexa's main job is as a saleswoman in one of the stores in the mall, and her second job is to receive calls from customers who need a heavenly voice to make them forget their sad reality and fly away. The "Hidden Pleasures" app is a subscription platform for exclusive and explicit sexual content, only for those over +18.

To my surprise, nestled within was a sleek cell phone, accompanied by a note inscribed with the words, "To our equal love in an unequal world." A smile effortlessly spread across my face as I realized the gift was from Mac Allister. The sentiment expressed in his words warmed my heart, emphasizing the unique connection we shared amidst the complexities of our respective lives. It was a reminder of the unconventional nature of our relationship, yet one that held unwavering strength and affection.

He continued, "She's been calling my phone countless times these past few days as she couldn't reach yours." "Good. You can practice your Mosgravian." Alyssa bit into a crisp apple. "You jest, miss." Sean chuckled, peeking at her soft lips. Her lips were so pink and full. They appeared much more delectable than the apple itself. He swallowed nervously. "If I were just Alyssa Taylor to her, CEO of KS World Hotel, I would've gladly accepted her invitation." Alyssa continued chewing on her apple as she spoke, "But right now, I'm not just Alyssa. I'm Alexa, her idol. That means I can't just give her this so easily. Miracles are miracles because they're rare, after all."

Charles scrolled back to the beginning of her feed, curiosity sharpening into something else—something he didn’t want to name. There they were. Dozens of old photos of him—some from glossy magazines, others clearly taken from the crowd at events. His face, his smile, his signature poses. But what struck him wasn’t the images. It was the captions. My Darling Superstar. #MyDarlingSuperstar My Darling Superstar is at the awards tonight. So proud. He waved. I swear he waved at me. #MyDarlingSuperstar Even blurry, he’s perfect. #MyDarlingSuperstar

The saleswoman noticed the customers and greeted them warmly, "You have great taste! This is the Angel Black handbag, created by a renowned designer. It suits you perfectly." "I think so too." Kelly nodded shamelessly. She had never bought a designer bag before despite being from an affluent family. While she usually wasn't materialistic, she wanted to let loose and be a little extravagant now that she was out with Summer.

I said, stroking her chin. She drank two full cups before she sighed softly. “Thank you.” I looked around, knowing thirst wasn’t the only issue. Diane would get hungry too; the shocks drained energy. Then I saw an overgrown apple tree behind the house. Fiji didn’t naturally grow apples, but Darlington imported hybrids for his estate. The branches hung low with bright red fruit. I plucked one, washed it, and fed it to her. Diane took a bite, juice dribbling down her chin.