Awkward Beau Mirchoff の小説・ストーリー

I couldn’t let this repeat itself……not again. *********** Mr BEAU’S POV. The next morning, I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, correcting my appearance before heading out. I adjusted my shirt and ran a hand through my hair, trying to project confidence. My reflection stared back at me, a wild look in my eyes that thrilled me. “Time to put in an act,” I whispered to myself, a smirk forming on my lips. I could feel the excitement pulsing through my veins as I thought about seeing Shimma today. God! I missed her so much!

"Mind if I join you?" His eyes widened in surprise, and he shot me a toothy grin. "Not at all, sweetheart. Name's Mathias." I smiled, my heart pounding in my chest as I continued to play my part. "I'm Mirabelle. You look like a man who knows how to have a good time." His laughter was hearty and filled with genuine amusement, but it sent a shiver down my spine. It was all an act, a dangerous dance where one wrong move could be my downfall. If he finds out I’m not who I am, there’s little Russo could do to save me.

My modeling session was interrupted when someone choked on a laugh in the doorway leading to the stairs. “Dude, you looked about two seconds from kissing your own reflection,” Beau said. “Can you blame me?” I flexed my arms with a cheesy grin. “I look hot.” He laughed and rolled his eyes. “Someone’s in a good mood today.” I shrugged. “I had a good night.” “I heard,” Beau smiled, but his eyes were lined with tension. “Congrats on the wolf, man. That’s great.” “Thanks,” I said cautiously. “Are you alright, though? You look stressed.”

“Hope you're having a nice time at the College?“ The twins didn't reply; they just keep staring at me. Then Mira step forward, her voice disgustingly sweet—same voice she use to trap my husband. “My princes.“ She bows gracefully with a broad smile on her face. “I'm Mira Whitmore. It's so nice to meet the famous Grand prince of the Nightmoor Pack.“ Rafe folds his arms, his eyes darker than I'd ever seen. “Well.. it's not nice to meet you, Mirage.“ Mirage? For a second, the word Mirage seem to hang in the air like smoke—twisting, curling, settling into every ear in the hallway.

"Good good" "Bei An, you are waiting for me outside." "Yes, Lady Mirabel." Lam Boi An respectfully bowed his head. Son Ba Mirabel followed behind the woman, coming to this small building. Arriving in front of Trovica's room, the woman was about to knock, but the person inside opened the door. Real. Bevis saw Son Ba Mirabel, dumbfounded. “Senior Li, I didn't expect to see you here. Long time no see!". When Son Ba Mirabel saw Bevis, she was slightly surprised but quickly calmed down. “Mrs Mirabel? Me? What am I doing here?" Bevis identified the woman's identity in front of her, was amazed, and her face showed a look of anticipation. “I went to see Abbot Trovica, how are you? No?". Son Ba Mirab

Mikhail answer for me. "Geeezzzz, why does no one cares about me?" Pawell lost it and we all laugh. "Oh Daddy, I'm still here to support you but I cannot agree that you bully Mommy Kit" Beau said imitating a voice of a child "Stop acting like a kid!" Both Pawell and I yelled at Beau and he just sticks his tongue at us. "Oh, bro'Kit you are cute with your dimples" Mikhail said to me and I am stunned.

He must have bathed his cloth with chocolate fragrance. Aae was halfway out when he stopped, and for the first time, he faced me with a beaming smile. "I never thought I could be the reason you're not late. May I be the reason every day?" His chuckle echoed in the room.

She was pregnant with her three-month-old baby bump which wasn't visible since it was too early for that. "Look who we have here, Naomi Madison!" Vincent said darkly, which wasn't much less than sarcasm while coming out of his Bugatti. Naomi snapped her head in the source behind the voice. Turning her head, she faced the most ruthless underground mafia boss in New York city. It was her first time meeting him in person after she had only heard about him, but this was her first encounter with a man like him. Her expression hardened as she glared at him. "Vincent Volkov."

“So, you killed Richmond, huh? Calm voice says and approaches me. He looks more dignified, just like his voice. He’s like the ringleader here. I’d say he’s Professor X, but this man looks like he likes to get his hands dirty, so he’s probably Beaupre from Home Alone 3. He even looks a little like him. All that’s missing is his black eyes. I wish I had a black spray paint with me. I giggle. “Yes, Beaupre, I did. Tore him to shreds, too. I don’t think much of him was left after.” He nods, eyes glinting with malice. He moves towards me with intent, but I hold a hand up. “Hold your horses, Beaupre. A side effect of chloroform is nausea and vomiting. You want to get vomit all over your fancy shoe

The world thinks Seraphina is the luckiest woman alive. A famous supermodel and married to Maximilian Thorne, the richest man on earth. She lives in a mansion and wears diamonds every day. But behind closed doors, her life is a nightmare. Her husband treats her like a toy he can break. His two brothers and sister treat her like a servant. Even his mother joins in on the abuse. She has no one. No way out. Until the new bodyguard walks in. His name is Killian Cross. Six years ago, Seraphina was his whole world. Then she ran away, leaving him alone to raise their baby daughter. He spent every day for six years hating her. He didn't take this job or hide his identity to protect her, he took it