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He watched the camaraderie between all three seething inside at Ryan's unexpected gestures. A touch on Olivia's hand. A touch on her shoulder, pouring more milk into her coffee. Starting dreamily at her smile. Ryan seemed to share Olivia's enthusiasm for the literary world. "Well, it can be argued that Pride and Prejudice was a classic but I cannot say I was a fan", he said. "I liked Coriolanus. Now that's a story with teeth." "A man who was primed to be a leader but had such distaste for the plebians. I especially liked it as well."

I realized that they were a variation of classic novels! "You read too?" I asked him, bewildered. He doesn't seem like one to read... "Yes, I do." Wow, I never expected... "What's your favorite book?" He then asked while I observed the various volumes on his shelf. It's an amazing collection! And did I just saw a first edition Thomas Hardy book? I started to get all hyped as I answered his question. "Pride and Prejudice! It's such a good book, Dom!" He chuckled at my excitement. My cheeks heated up. He licked his lips before speaking...

It would have been worth it. But I decided to be smart about it. Instead of causing a scene, I left and waited for her at her apartment. I passed the time flipping through "Pride and Prejudice" by Jane Austen—one of the many romantic classics stacked on her shelf. I had read it before, but tonight, the words barely registered as my mind kept circling back to her, laughing with him like he had not almost ruined her life. My grip tightened around the book, my jaw clenching as seconds stretched into minutes.

"His gift?" "Yes. It should have arrived last week. A rare first edition of 'Pride and Prejudice.' He mentioned it was your favorite." Jane's favorite book was "Valley of the Dolls"—she'd never expressed interest in Jane Austen. This was a test. "Oh, that gift." Lyra scrambled for a response. "Yes, it was... wonderful. Please thank him for me." "You can thank him yourself tomorrow," Amelia replied. "Good evening, Mrs. Blackwood."

Pride and Prejudice. "Really? Jane Austen? I thought you'd have found some new novel for me! You were always complaining about looking for expanding my horizons." "And you were always going on about classics, Fifi. Come, sit here and read the book." Adi scooted over as he made space for her to sit but the sheer action of getting into bed with him made her tremble. 'Please remember that you are not a virgin, Fifi! You don't have to be so on edge!" Faith reminded herself failing to realize that she was addressing herself with the nickname he used.

Finally. She need not pretend any longer. In William’s arms was where she wanted to be. ~The End~ Look for these books in this series: Let's Fall in Love Again (book 2) Let's Create a Wonderland (book 3) Let's be Together (book 4)

Power joins hands with money and they are a synonym to a single term, which is ‘Authority’. I finished my business on her bed and then kept roaming around for a little bit. She did not have a diary or anything; she didn't even own a laptop. How did she manage to study so far? She literally does not have a thing besides her mobile phone. I went to my room and grabbed some stuff.

I am a composed man and an extraordinary businessman so I should not get distracted. When we reached the top, it immediately went directly to the CEO's office and the staff didn't come in with me already. No one was in there yet so I got the chance to look around the office. It was huge and filled with baby pink and white paint. There were indoor plants too. It has sofas in it with a huge TV in front and another huge shelf filled with books. Below are the Business books related and for the top, I'm pretty sure they were novels because it has pictures on them at the side. I wanted to check it out but the shelf is up to the tenth row so I'll need a ladder to get it. Also, I can't risk getting

Nodding I walk off. As I get downstairs I go the kitchen. "Quinn, would you like a maid to help?" Yori looks at me. "It won't take away from what you're doing. I suggest you find a book, let the maids pack the lunch," he smiles at me and I nod. "Okay, the maids will sort that, you go look in the library, I'll show you the way," he turns and leaves and I follow. Soon I find myself in the library and looking through books. Yet I'm unsure of which to pick. So I go for the one book I already read myself. Pride and Prejudice.

she said. Later that afternoon, Annabelle found herself walking beside Susan, a contented smile on her face. The bookstore was a cozy, welcoming place, filled with the scent of old paper and coffee. Annabelle felt like she was in heaven, and she lost herself in the aisles, her fingers tracing the spines of books she had only dreamed of owning. She found a small, old copy of Pride and Prejudice, her favorite book, and she hugged it close, a silent promise to herself to read it again, slowly, savoring every word.