Ask Em All Them Questions Novels & Stories

I take a deep breath and knock on my master's office " Come in Emma, " I hear Ace's voice says I open the door and bring myself over to their deck " Is everything alright? ," Clay asks " Yes, Sir I just have a question ," He motions for me to sit down " What's the question? " " well um, ," I blush " I well uh ," " Emma, just spit it out already. We haven't got all, day " Ace, says closing down his laptop giving me his full attention

I don’t know what he means “Yeah, you know” he looks a little awkward now. “they are going to ask bitchy and stupid questions to try and get you to respond in anger or without thinking, most likely about Leo or the asylum. Maybe just straight up make shit up like ask you if you know Leo is getting married now or something” My head whips up to look him in the eye so fast at that last part I almost give myself whiplash. “Sorry? He’s what?”

Marissa pov: “DO YOU STILL LOVE HIM?” MY FATHER ASKED ME, THEY ALL TURNED TO ME, WAITING FOR MY REPLY. “WHAT IS LOVE? MUMMY” LEVI ASKED CURIOUSLY, BITING INTO HIS FOOD, I TURNED TO HIM AND SMILED, STROKING HIS HEAD.

A whole minute seemed to pass before Allister said, "Alright. Let's begin, shall we?" "Fine. Ask your questions, little lamb. Let the games begin." I stared at the three of them, my mind going blank. My lips parted, but nothing came out. A part of me wanted to test out if they knew me at all, anotger felt like it would peel me open, bare me more than just removing my clothes. Three pairs of eyes stared at me, waiting. "I... I don't know what to ask?" Allister chuckled. "Don't think too much, princess. Just ask the first question that comes to mind."

" If I ask any questions you are always saying *mimic * we will say when the time comes " " Don't ask your stupid questions to an elder." blah blah blah if I ask any questions you are all saying the same. what to do... 'Sigh' But it's well obvious that they are hiding something from me.

A simple question indeed, but the answer ended in pain and of course he didn't want his secretary to suddenly get sick again. "Back to the main topic, Didn't forget my question, right?" said Reya flatly. Aluna and Kevan shook their heads. "What you want to know?" she confirmed back, her cold gaze made her daughter even more curious. Reya sighed first. "All!" "What do all of them mean, Reya? There are not all of them, you only have two questions!" said Luis confirmed. Reya rolled her eyes boldly heard at boss's words. "What do you care?" his pout was sharp, she didn't like it when none of his questions were answered.

Volume returning to normal, he asked, “How are you? Are you okay?” My brow furrowed, my eyes narrowing as I tried to work out what the hell was happening right now. “I’m fine, thanks. Why? Shouldn’t I be?” “Isn’t it a customary when calling someone to ask how they are?” Aaaand the dick was back. But not for long, it seemed. “I’m sorry, Marissa. Forgive me, it’s been a long day.” Yeah, he was telling me. “That’s okay. How are you?”

My voice hardly sounds like my own as I fight the sickening feeling in my stomach. He doesn’t hesitate. “Because you wanted to know.” I furrow my brows, thinking of all the times Isaak or Tavin refused to answer my questions, let alone give me answers to questions I never vocalized. “I want to know a lot of things,” I say. “But I’ve learned not to expect answers.” He nods slightly, his expression unchanging. “Efrem instructed me to answer all your questions to the best of my ability, and to relay any information you may seek.”

“Number three, don’t run away from the hard questions. The prying questions that are absolutely none of their business? Those are the ones that will make the people go feral. And those should he your focus.” “I thought you said I could pick and choose.” Victoria interjected. Derek glared at her like she had personally offended him. “You only get to do that with the trivial questions!” Victoria nodded, which made the lady doing her makeup hiss aggressively. “Don’t move!” Derek continued. “Number four and the last. Keep your answers as ambiguous as possible. When they ask you a question, your answer should also be a question too. Got it?” “Yes.” Derek shook his head. “Horrible. I literally jus