Novel & Cerita Bared To You Sylvia Day

“By the way, don’t go home with anyone tonight…no matter what they offer you.” “I—I wouldn’t do that.” I sputtered, having chose that moment to take a sip of champagne. Her expression wasn’t entirely convinced. “Just making sure…some of these men are animals, and I mean that in the worst of ways.” Conversation dwindled to a quiet murmur when Sylvia took to the center of the room, a small microphone in her hand. Even buzzed from the endless stream of champagne shoved into our hands, she looked classy and elegant in a dress of crème colored silk.

One bite of that would cost me three days of cleaning windows. Sylvia walked out of the bathroom wearing a silk slip. When she saw me, she shrieked and grabbed a robe to cover herself. "Babe! Why is she here?" I ignored her and walked to the window. I stared at my reflection in the glass. My hair was tied in a plain ponytail. I had no makeup on. Under my coat were faded jeans. Reflected in the glass beside me was Sylvia's radiant and youthful face. A gleaming diamond necklace hung around her neck.

because my tears is very expensive "Ray what came over you? I just want you to love me, is it too hard to love me, I have always been loving you right from when we were kids why can't you just love me back, what is in me that you can't accept... what does that Sylvia have that you don't see in me... I have waited so long, I've endured so many things just to earn your love but you still can't bring yourself to love me, whyy!!!!" I cried sticking my fingers in my hair and continued drinking like I'm crazy. Sylvia's POV,

Sylvia's skin prickled as Delinda's eyes locked onto hers, the warmth in their depths making her shiver. Sylvia's cheeks flushed a deep pink, her eyes dropping to the floor as she fumbled with her words. "Uhm… is there anything wrong?" She asked. "No!" Delinda said she cleared her throat softly when she realized how agitated sounded. She was searching for her neck to see if she would see even one love bite but she was disappointed when she didn't see any. After breakfast, Sylvia stood up to leave the house. She was already running left for work. Delinda held her back.

Holly said, then repeated to her husband, "Bastard!" Ian looked at his wife with a smile, and said, "Happy birthday, darling!" Sylvia stepped forward and stood next to her husband. "Stand up," she told Holly and Ted. Then, talking to Holly, she said, "Take off your clothes." Holly was seething as she stripped out of her clothes in front her boss and his wife. Sylvia loved it! When she was naked, Sylvia made a motion with her hand for her to turn around in a circle.

she said, her tone turning serious, "you passed my test. Now I believe you're really over that deaf girl. So... tomorrow night, you and me. A date." "Okay," Adrian smiled. Before I could react, Adrian slipped the hearing aid back behind my ear. "Baby, what are you thinking? Too happy to speak?" His eyes fixed on me like I was everything. What could I say? I heard it. I heard every word. But nothing came out. I just stared at this face I'd memorized a thousand times. "Serena!" Someone called my name. They all wore identical fake smiles. "Adrian took out your hearing aid and said the sweetest things," one said. "Honestly, it gave us chills."

The brothers stared into the distance for any sign of the butler's car, their eyes restless and unfocused. Mario said hoarsely, "Bianca's fingers hurt because they were chafed from practice. But Sofia had severe burns on her face and body. Just how much pain did she endure in silence?"

She replied with a trembling voice, "Gilbert, what are you saying? You said I was the only one you loved. That's the reason why I accepted your proposal. Don't tell me none of it was sincere." Tears welled up in her eyes as her expression soured. Finally, she got so angry that she raised her hand to slap him. However, Gilbert caught her wrist coldly. He looked at her with contempt and said icily, "Save it. Don't bother putting on an act. It's useless." Cheryl's hand froze mid-air. Tears finally spilled down her cheeks as pain and despair overwhelmed her. She clenched her teeth and glared at him with hatred, choking out, "Gilbert, you're a damn bastard!"

Van barked. “What do you want me to say? How do we end this argument if you won’t listen or even try to understand?” “Why is it always me who has to understand you? Why is your point the only one that matters? When do I get to be heard, Demani?” “Because your point is ridiculous! Alone time? You’re the boss, Van. You can make time if you really want to. Don’t tell me you can’t carve out one day a week to be with me—”

“Why do you just have to act up, Giovanna? Didn’t I told you I will make it up to you later?” And just like that, Alessandra won. She leaned into his arms like she belonged there, like she’d just won a war. The old me? She would have let it go. She would have walked away, let Vincent believe whatever lie made him sleep better at night. But I wasn’t the old me. I had proof. Calmly, I reached into my bag. Clicked my phone’s speaker on. And turned up the volume. The room went silent as Alessandra’s voice poured through the speakers.