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"Melissa, you finally called me!" The moment his delighted voice reached my ear, something in my chest stirred uncontrollably. At the same time, the barrage of comments flooded my vision once more. [Melissa, you idiot—don't mention the bank card, or Andy will trick you again!] [She just won't listen. Poor Chelsea, trying so hard to help her, only to be unappreciated!] [Go ahead, say it. Once she does, McKinnon Group is finished! Andy will bleed them dry, and her whole family won't even have a grave to rot in.]

Fuck you girl pride! Since I'm not having the best time of my morning I decide to cloud my thoughts with something not sexually oriented, hence I will do something really not comfortable. I push myself closer to Barry and rub his back softly, whispering nothing to his ear. Our bare bodies are touching, and I keep on getting sparks, well I'm loving it, so I will stay in his arms. We are both naked, laying on the bed with a duvet covering our bodies.

Joy smiled, as she finished her brief summary of the book. "Wow. I am speechless. What later happened? Did he give in or disciplined himself?" Kevin and Rachael simply looked on as the two were speaking. "It is left for you to find out. The title of the book is WEIRD FEELING BY PROF ISRAEL. Do search it up on G****e, so as to know which app you can easily read it from. I am eagerly waiting for the part 2 of that book," Joy stated, as Andrew nodded.

He walked across me directly into a walk-in closet and before I knew it, he was dressed in a pair of black sweatpants and a grey sweatshirt. "Are you just going to seat there like you own the place?" " Huh?" I was snapped back into reality. He sauntered closer to me and dropped a small diary on the glass table. "Open it." He commanded softly. I took hold of the diary and opened it. I clenched my teeth in anger when I saw rules and regulations on the first page of the diary. "You look like a dense person so it'll only be right if I say the rules out loud. Rule number 1," He started." You are not allowed on the bed. "

Someone's spreading rumors about you online! I tapped the link, and a bold headline filled the screen: [Cold-Blooded Doctor Refuses to Save a Life, Killing Fiancée's First Love to Keep Their Wedding Fund for Himself] The thumbnail showed Jeannie with tears streaming down her face. I leaned back in my chair. "The show's finally starting." In the video, Jeannie was wearing an old T-shirt that looked faded from countless washes. Her hair was messy, and her face looked pale and exhausted. She stared into the camera, crying so hard that it seemed she could barely breathe.

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From the age of ten, every dollar my parents spent on me became a debt. Tuition. Clothes. Food. Even medical bills. By eighteen, I had signed one hundred and ninety-nine promissory notes. But Camilla—the daughter of the man who died protecting my parents—received everything for free. They gave her my bedroom, my inheritance bracelet, a Manhattan apartment, a Maserati, and eventually even the attention of my fiancé, Nick. My parents called it repaying her father’s sacrifice. They called my suffering “heir training.” On the eighteenth birthday Camilla and I shared, I was seriously injured in a car accident. While my family celebrated her aboard a Caribbean yacht, I begged them for three thousa

"This picks up audio across a room. Wear it under your clothes, close to the collar works best." Nora took it. It weighed almost nothing in her palm. "What happens if we're caught?" Vivian asked. Elena didn't soften it. "They kill you. That's the only outcome. There isn't a second one." Neither of them said anything to that. Nora just nodded, like she'd already done the math on it days ago. "I know," she said. Elena looked at her for a second too long. "You're pregnant. You know that." Nora pressed her palm against her stomach. "I know."

Chapter 2 With the deal sealed, the bachelor party transformed into something utterly unrestrained. The atmosphere in the spacious living room shifted irreversibly—the casual laughter and clinking bottles gave way to heavier breathing, the air thickening with the musky scent of sweat, arousal, and that of spilled beer. Jade’s portable speaker continued to pulse with its slow, throbbing bass line, the rhythm now syncing with the rising tempo of bodies and desire.

He jolted her back to reality and that was when she realized what she was doing and bit down on her lips nervously. “I will take this call” Vanessa announced after a while and made her way out of the room leaving the two of them. “What book are you reading now?” Nathan asked her and for a moment she was tongue tied. “What book are you reading now?” He asked again. “Bared to you by Sylvia Day” “And what’s the most inspiring quote from it?” “He was the kind of guy that made a woman want to rip his shirt open and watch the buttons scatter along with her inhibitions”