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“Since you’re back, are you going to pick the next book?” I blinked. “Me?” “Of course,” she said, smiling. “You’ve been gone. You deserve the honor.” Everyone nodded expectantly. I looked down at the stack of books on the table, my fingers brushing across their covers. My hand paused on a novel about love, identity and societal expectations. This book will give them a glimpse of what I passed through during my absence. I smiled softly. “How about this one?” Brent groaned. “Oh no, not another depressing tragedy. Can’t we read something with a hopeful romance?”

A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE (A Contract Marriage) EPISODE HUNDRED AND THREE THEME: Crawling back to an ex BROOKLYN, NEW YORK, USA. The grocery store was very easy to find. Even without the GPS it was situated at the center of the town and there were other important stores. The area was really a small town with very good facilities.

the response was rather ambiguous but Leo seemed to understand the woman's cryptic message and brought the car to life. As the building grew distant I found myself more at ease. I couldn't bear being in there but I couldn't avoid it. Eventually I would have to return to try find some steady rhythm that works for me that did not involve me tripping over my own feet. Unaware of the destination my interest peaked as we entered Brooklyn, a place that was founded in the 17th century that shared a land border with Queens and had tunnel connections that led to Manhattan. It was also the very place that made up Eva's formative years. Once the car came to a complete halt in front of an apartment buil

Chapter 42: The Iron Ledger The spring air was changing into summer. It was getting really hot in the Brooklyn harbor.. Inside the studio the temperature was just right to keep the old documents safe. These documents were spread out on an oak table. Elena was standing over the delivery from the archival team. It was an old book with an iron cover. Marcus had found it in a storage room near the Atlantic Dock.

Adrian lounged across the couch with his legs stretched out, coffee in hand, wearing the kind of lazy, entertained expression that made me want to throw something expensive at him. And Brooklyn— Brooklyn stood near the window, bathed in soft morning light like she’d stepped into it deliberately. Her hair hung loose around her shoulders, catching the glow. Her eyes were bright—too bright, like she was watching something she knew better than to touch. She was looking at me the way one looks at something fragile. Something fleeting. Something rare. Which she was. “Alcott,” I said slowly, carefully, “you’re fired.” He didn’t even blink. Just smiled, hands clasped neatly behind his back. “Tempora

Thankfully, it was 2 pm, which meant I could leave this place filled with people who want me gone for break. “Cancel whatever meeting I have now, Brook. I’m going home,” I said as I walked into my office to grab my things. Going over to my seat, I picked up my phone and dialed Funke’s number. “Babe, I’m leaving now. Let’s go together,” I said once she picked up but her response was cut off by the door of my office opening. Brooklyn walked in with a tray in her hand and her usual firm smile. Her brown hair was brushed to the side as always and she wore a simple black shirt tucked into a black pant suit.

It was the curly-haired girl sitting next to Tammy. Her name was Lisa, and her opinion was correct. EntertainMEN company building was in Downtown Brooklyn, while Button Boss's headquarters were in Midtown Manhattan. It felt like they were taking a detour because their destination was actually closer to Brooklyn, and that was why the people in the car seemed unhappy about it.

I took the call with my tone sounding at least several tones lighter than usual. “You need to get back to New York. Now.” Unlike mine, Grayson's voice couldn't be more tense and nervous. “What happened?” I braced myself for the upcoming blow. “It's about Brooklyn Heights,” he started and sucked in a shaky breath. “Three floors were completely destroyed. Ten people are dead.”