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He learned the shit from programming video games of all things. "What the fuck boss?" My guys were pissed but they were nowhere near my level. I didn't let my mind play the guessing game that was no way to go into an Op. If I started thinking it might be one asshole and focused entirely on him then I might miss something. I'm a free market thinker everyone is suspect except the three women sitting in my truck. If the fucker was watching this play out he was gonna need a rocket launcher if he wanted to fuck with them. "Task complete." Who the fuck thought of giving Tessie Marilyn Monroe's voice anyway? That shit was just off. We walked over to where she'd picked apart what turned out to be an

"You look flushed" ,"It's from the cold breeze from the river, not because of you. We're free to do whatever we like, isn't that right?" He nods. "You know for an 18 year old you have a pretty large mouth" "I hear that a lot" I shrug and turn on the tap in the sink to rinse my cup. "I find that most thrilling about you" I pause abruptly and look over at him. "I don't want to thrill you Mr. Kriss"

I asked defensively. “Have you ever seen a child stare at a candy or a toy they want through the glass, knowing they can never have it?” I laughed at the ridiculous insinuation. “I don’t stare at Andre Rios like that!” “Sure. So you will go for second best?” I was offended by her question. “First, Aaron is not second best. He is a great guy and I like him a lot. And before you say anything, Aaron doesn’t think I am second best either.”

V began playing Joji songs, and he smirked at me. I sighed and pushed the living room table out of the way. ''May I have this dance?'' I asked Zack offering him my hand and bowing. ''Why Jebidiah, of course, you may,'' he said and took my hand. We danced and danced. He twirled me and I dipped him, it was fun to just be here in the moment. Three songs in and we slowly began to lose energy, so we settled on gentle rocking to the soft lofi type beats and soothing voice of Joji. I closed my eyes, just feeling Zack's chest expand with each inhale. Sometimes I wonder why I'm in love with him, then he does things like this and I'm hit with how amazing he truly is, beneath everything.

Yuda immediately pulled Raisa's hand towards his motorbike, seconds later the motorbike had sped from the parking lot along with a loud curse from a tall man who knew they had been fooled. "Why, Arkan?" "Damn! They've run away. You know that girl?" asked his friend who was wearing a black shirt. "I'm not clear on seeing his face but I did hear his name being called. If I'm not mistaken ..." Bobby tried to remember, "that's the beautiful singer in the Oppo ad." "Raisa," right? guess Fero justified by Bobby. "Find out about him! Tomorrow we give a warning for that cocky guy!" "Okay, Arkan!"

Adam says, waving him in. Will raises a blond eyebrow and walks over to us, one hand in his hair and the other on his hip. He’s what I would call a pretty boy with daddy’s checkbook. And he flaunts it all the time. From his expensive clothes, to his truck and drops hundreds every time he goes out. Spoiled playboy in the flesh. “Did someone die or something? What's with the look? Get on with it.” “It’s nothing like that. It’s just—”

So, pretty much everyone around me knew I was dating a guy who was building his business. "Wow, it's so pretty! It must have cost a fortune, right?" I shook my head, about to explain that it only cost 30 bucks online. But before I could get the words out, a sharp, condescending voice cut through. "Of course, it's not expensive. After all, it's a fake watch!" I always felt like Margot Booth wasn't here to work—she was here for a runway show. The moment she walked in, the heavy scent of perfume followed her. She tossed her hair, and then proudly displayed her phone for us to see.

Lena said brightly and I smiled in agreement like I wasn’t seconds away from having a stroke. I’m Nova hart, scholarship student, straight A Virgin and the first blowjob I gave a man was to my best friend’s billonaire father and this is just the beginning.

Something just didn't add up. "Oh? You're going to raise him yourself?" I asked. "Have you thought it through? This won't be easy." "Well, I can't help it. We just click." Julia sighed. Then her tone shifted. "Michelle, we're best friends, so you have to help me when I get too busy." Without waiting for a response, she rattled on, "Howie's allergic to peanuts. He can't have any. He's scared of the dark, so he needs a night-light. He won't eat carrots, but he loves peppers. Just don't make it too sweet…"

As he descended, the other students seemed to shrink back, sensing the atmospheric pressure change. Kai stopped just one step above Adrian. Because of the elevation, Adrian was forced to look up. It was a tactical disadvantage he despised. "You’ve got a lot of rules, Vale," Kai whispered. He was close enough that Adrian could smell him—not the scent of expensive cologne and laundry starch, but the raw smell of linseed oil, spray paint, and something warm, like skin under the sun. "But I bet you've never actually felt the weight of them. You’re so busy being the 'golden boy' that you’ve forgotten how to be human. You’re a machine in a tie."