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The confused teacher who couldn't comprehend what was going on, cleared her throat, “uhm— “There's no need for that. I don't think I need any more members”

"Well, you’re not the type to date anytime soon. Plus, you both kind of had the same eye color," Sophia shook her head. “Lucas is anything but my brother. And yeah, so what if he has the same eye color with mine? It’s nature. Someone out there too has the same eye color with me and it doesn't make them my brother” "Whoa," Alessia smiled. “Calm down inno-”

I nodded and made a wow sound as she angrily stomped out of the bar. “I would give her a medal if I were you,” I said to the man beside me. He smirked and poured himself a glass of wine. “You know you’re not allowed to do that; you’re still a minor,” I remarked. He laughed. “Being a teenager isn’t the same as being a minor, is it?” he replied, his sweet voice brushing past my ear. I chuckled. “It is if you ask me.” He put the glass down and took a good look at me. “Valentine, why aren’t you like the other girls? Unlike them, you just watch me and follow my every instruction, obeying without complaining.”

Ironic is it not, when she took this job she thought that if she was not to die of natural causes, he would be the cause of it, Giovanni Mancini, or some Mancini at least, the last thing she expected is for It to be one of her own. In those seconds as she felt herself coughing up something warm, just as warm as the one running down her forehead, she wondered if he would have helped her.. if he was here, would he have sent her help?Help.. Sage.. “Sage, uccidere” she whispered, knowing he only gave him his commands in Italian, and as soon as she breathed those words, the quite dog who had been standing beside them all along started barking like a mad animal as he ran towards Christopher and gr

he said. Did he really hear what we were talking about? “You heard us?” I asked worriedly “Yes, but no. Well, yea, I heard you guys, but no, I didn’t,” he answered, clearly very unsure of his answer “Well, which is it? Did you hear us or not?” I questioned “I heard you two talking but I did not really hear what exactly you guys were talking about. I mean, there were moments I heard my name pop up.” he said. Oh damn!

“I mean thank you for helping me beg for a second chance and for the ride. “You are welcome Miss Emotional” he says. “Peju is the name and not Emotional” I replied. “Wow, beautiful name and I will note that” he said. “Simisola is my name” he says. “ have a nice day” he said and get down of the car and he was typing something on his phone and his driver check his phone and nods his head. I didn’t realize the Ac in the car until he got down, I was free a bit after he got down , I look around the car, I didn’t even realize I was in one of the classy car.

Deeksha: Hello Haru, long time no see. Author: Can I ask you about the person you spoke about in the car...? Who is she...? It's just Mr.Ajay mentioned her as Ms.Henna's twin...but why aren't they together when they are twins...? And don't they look identical...? Deeksha: Haha...they are not identical...Henna is beautiful but my other sister-in-law took her mom's deadly beautiful features...should I say that is the doom...? Author: What do you mean by doom...?

The tension between them is subtle, but it’s there. “I’m being realistic,” Elizabeth counters. “There’s a difference.” “Or maybe,” he says, taking a sip of his drink, “you’re focusing too much on what you’ve lost instead of what you still have.” That seems to hit something, because Elizabeth goes quiet for a moment, the woman with the baby quickly steps in. “Okay, okay let’s not turn this into a debate.” “No, it’s fine,” Elizabeth says, waving her off, though her tone has cooled. “He’s entitled to his optimism.”

Hunter stood in front of me, but he looked different. Powerful. His black hair was longer, and he was dressed as a dark prince. His tunic was covered in black gems with a black satin slash draping across his chest, paired with dress pants and boots. I couldn’t help but ogle because in this landscape, he was fucking gorgeous! He looks like a god! “Selene?” He asked, confused. “Why are you in my dream?” “I should be asking you that question since I’ve dreamt of this place for a while now.”

I learnt a long time ago , there's no point of speaking , when none is going to value your words . Third person pov : Hoor was looking stunning in her deep red lehnga. Her step mother always felt wary of her .Hoor had gotten the best features of her father and mother . Hoor's step sister was a year older than her. She was beautiful with her black hair and grey eyes , but it was nothing compared to Hoor. Her stepmother didn't want any troubles for her own daughter(Aiza) thats why, decided to marry her off . ........... On the other hand , Arhaan was standing in front of mirror wearing a black 3 piece, combing his hair when his phone started ringing . He picked the call , seeing it was from h