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Then a i heard a phone ring. It's his phone. "Excuse me, i have to take this call, I’ll be back in a minute," then he left his office. Right after he left, I let my eyes wander around his office. My neck almost cracked while I try to look at the back. This office is big! This is twice or more than twice the size of my house! His table is placed facing back the view of all the building and roads of Manila. If he turned back on his swivel chair, he’s gonna see the beautiful view of the lights of Manila at the night time because it’s glass!He also have a balcony where he can enjoy the cool breeze. He must be so rich! On the walls, he have so many expensive paintings. They’re so pretty. He also

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I clear the kitchen table, and put away plates we used to eat dinner by the time I was done Mason was already done in the bathroom. I walk into the bedroom to see Mason checking his phone in bed. His hair is messy like he's just been fucked. His arm is above his head, exposing his sculptured biceps. My eyes drop down lower, and I can count the ripples on his stomach. My own stomach flips. He looks like a Greek God or something. Damn it, does he have to be so fucking sexy? "Will you wear some clothes around here?" I huff as I settle in beside him, why is he shirtless.

Apparently, there was another bus a bit farther in he hadn’t noticed but with Seb resting comfortably on it and screaming his name, it suddenly became the highlight of the day. He was in the t-shirt most of the seeming volunteers had on but Alex could swear no one looked half as good in it as Seb did. He had his paired with blue ripped jeans, the hem of the shirt raised as he buried his hands in the pocket of his jeans. He raised his other arm up as he waved, showing the folded sleeve of his shirt and automatically, showing off his well built arms.

It's probably the effect of the weed, or maybe we such good friends that we make each other laugh so hard? Nah, it's definitely the weed. "I'm pink," Ashley says, continuing with this little game. "Because of my hair." She starts to play with the ends of her mostly pink hair. "I'm grey, the color that's between dark and white," Kristen says. "Because I'm the innocent one here but I'm also moving to the dark side." She starts to giggle. "You are definitely going to the dark side." Tatiana agrees with her. "I still can't believe you are a virgin though."

As I immersed myself in fragrant bubbles. With the warm water embracing my body, soothing my soul as I leaned back against the plush cushions of the large, claw-footed bathub and the water gently lapped against my skin. I closed my eyes, focusing on the sound of my breath, seeking clarity amidst the different emotions flowing through my mind. Getting out of the bath, I dressed in a simple elegant gown, getting myself ready both physically and emotionally to talk to Tau. The mansion felt eerily quiet as I made my way through its corridors, my footsteps echoing in the vastness.

Startled, I get up from the bed and move toward the window, pulling back the curtain with trembling hands. Outside, under the moonlit sky, a large black wolf stands in the clearing. Its silhouette is striking against the silver light, casting a long shadow on the grass. The wolf’s eyes glow a deep, intense blue as it lifts its head and howls again, a sound that seems to resonate with the very essence of the night.