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I asked, voice small. Robbie laughed. "Of course. You're my wife. If I don't treat you well, who would I treat well?"

“Alright.” “Sophia.” “Yes?” “You did well today.” I nodded and went inside. Mama read my face fast. “It’s signed,” I told her. She wiped her hands and hugged me once, short and firm. “Good. Put it behind you.” Papa said, “Eat first. Thinking is easier with food.” I sat and ate. Evening was quiet. No strange numbers. No drafts. No Bella. I charged my phone and left it face down. Near nine Adrian texted.

A few months later, on a bright and sunny weekend, our family of four arrived in full formal attire. Emily had just won the gold medal at Alcatraz’s National Children’s Piano Competition, and her cheeks flushed with excitement as she clutched her trophy tightly, unwilling to let go. Next up was Alan’s big moment—his debut as Simba in the musical The Lion King. When he spotted us entering, his eyes lit up. Daniel ruffled his hair. “Don’t be nervous. I’ll clap for you, even if you mess up.”

I don't know what's on that woman that she was able to captivate Black. *** Daze POV "What was that Daze?" Daryl asked me. "She's the girl I'm talking about," I told him. I can't stop myself from smiling. "Damn! Coincidence, huh? She's the great Black. She is known in Different bars and clubs, if she looks easy to get, you're mistaken, that girl is really scary!" "I heard about the great Black being the hottest girl in this area, kissing guys then afterward dumping them but I didn't realize that she's just an ordinary girl, nothing special! She’s just basic, " I said and drank the beer.

I extended my hand towards her as well, and her eyes lit up with excitement as she immediately placed her hand in mine. "Hi, I'm Sheena," she introduced herself. "Pleased to meet you, Sheena," I replied, flashing her a charming smile. Turning my attention back to the blonde who had been ignoring me, I inquired, "And what's your name?" "She's Mia," Sheena nudged her friend. Only then did Mia divert her attention from her phone to Sheena. "What?" Mia frowned at her friend. "Look who's here! It's Logan Mancini, the famous businessman and the most eligible bachelor in the city," Sheena exclaimed, bubbling with excitement.

Since when did he become a bully, and so obsessed with status and class? “You two should not be here. I don't care how you got in but I'll have you kicked out immediately.” “Oh please. What's the big deal about the party anyway?” Roy's eyes widened. “This banquet is being held for Alpha Fenriz of the blue moon so yeah, it's a big deal for us. Something that I do not expect you understand - but Blue moon is the biggest, most developed and richest pack in the world. His presence alone is a huge honour for us.”

She'd been talking about him nonstop for months now and I knew she was very much in love with him. God, I couldn't believe this. On one hand, I could tell her that her boyfriend was a douchebag and that we'd had sex but that would break her heart and it would be my fault on the the other hand it I decided not to say anything, I'd be letting a douchebag like Collen have his way with my best friend. I ran my hands through my wavy blonde hair and groaned in frustration as I stared at my reflection above the vanity. My eyes were puffy with all of the crying I did last night and my hair was a complete mess.

"Shame to waste such a thoughtful gift. My groom and I already have our rings. We're good." With everyone watching, I chucked the sapphire ring straight into the champagne tower. Ignoring the murmurs, I took a ring from the ring bearer and slid it onto my new groom's finger. Emmett Everhart—best man turned husband—was just as good-looking as Malcolm, maybe better. Broader, too. We hadn't talked much before, but something about him felt weirdly familiar. He raised an eyebrow, then quietly slid a ring onto my finger. The room exploded with gasps.

He mocked and they roared in laughter again. Paul just smirked. “We'll apologize and nothing more.” He said firmly. Eddie smiled and sat down, crossing his legs. “This is about to be interesting. I'll be merciful. Both of you should just kneel and kowtow fifty times then lick our shoes till they're shining. Atleast its better than loosing your hands” he said.

Electric guitar is my greatest asset, whenever it is raining, I always grab my thing and do some short covers, happiness based on achievements was a different feeling. I'm dreaming about my dream boy, NO, a dream girl I mean! Having an identity crisis was my struggle, but maybe I'm just in-denial and for some reason I got been numb for boys, or I just saw the world from a cruel perspective. I texted Katha, "Hey, let's go out for coffee".