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Mom supported me, not because she understood, but because she loved me and wanted me to be happy. I stood up and walked around the library, feeling a little restless. They had all of the classics, and some of them looked as though they were expensive copies. Other authors that I regularly read, such as James Patterson and Dean Koontz were on the shelves. They even had some of my female favorites, such as Lisa Jackson, Lisa Gardner and Heather Graham Pozzessere. Then I wondered down to another section where I found some more provocative books. They had a lot of erotica books. One huge volume stood out: The Kama Sutra.

"Would you join me for gelato at the café?" Benjamin stood and gently helped Bonita to her feet. They grabbed their belongings, locked up the bridal shop, and got into the car. The gelato café was only a 15-minute drive away. The streets were still bustling at that hour, particularly in the shopping and leisure districts. People flocked to the area after work to unwind with friends, partners, or family.

They both exuded an alpha-like demeanor, seemingly engaged in competition, and their flawless execution made them appear even more attractive and intimidating. “I want a copy,” Celine said. Callahan nodded as he forwarded it to Celine. After that, they continued strolling around and even enjoyed gelato. “Hmm... this actually tastes nice,” Callahan commented, amazed by how surprising the taste is. “You haven’t tried gelato yet?” Celine asked while licking her own gelato. “I haven’t since I’m not fond of sweets. But this one is exceptional,” Callahan said. Celine smiled and nodded as they continued walking.

And he is the only guy that I will love even after getting married with that small Pol guy. “Hihihi.” “What are you giggling at? Here’s your favorite macha flavored ice cream. Eh? Did I say it loud? Huhuhu. “Eh? I just saw a cute child sticking his tongue out to me as I made a face. Hehe.” sorry for lying. Huhuhu “Alright. Eat it before it melts. Though I know that melted ice cream is your favorite. Come with me after this. I’ll make sure that after that, you are feeling much better.” and there his eye smile again.

Calmly, he continued, “If you finished all of Carl Johan Vallgren’s books, you should try Karin Fossum’s ‘He Who Fears the Wolf’. It is about a man who escaped a mental institution. You will find it very interesting.” Silje couldn’t tell what he meant by this comment, but she didn’t show her confusion. She replied easily, “Well, right now, I am more interested in finishing this date than reading mystery books. If you lend me the book though, I will read it.” “You’ll like it. I guarantee it, because you and I have similar tastes. You don’t realize it, but I know it to be true. We are very similar.” “We have similar tastes? Really?” She blinked at him and took a piece of steak slowly into her

# Aaina's POV... As I opened the portfolio, I found an envelope above it. I'm desperate to know. There were diaries or journals of someone, which are looking expensive and elegant. I opened the letter first. I was curious to know what should be in. **** My dear Friend Vikrant

“What about you?” I bit my lip before pointing. “Strawberry and vanilla.” He smirked. “Classic.” I rolled my eyes but didn’t deny it. We took our gelato to a bench outside, the afternoon sun warm against my skin. The first taste was bliss—cold, creamy, sweet. I sighed in contentment, and Adrian chuckled beside me. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this happy over food.” I nudged him with my elbow. “Ice cream is different.”

The news was too good to be true, but it was true. I was finally really happy and Noah showed me. People can be really good. People can still love truly. He showed me. True love exists. And we are gonna love for the rest of our lives. THE END Author’s Note Thank you for choosing this book. I am grateful. I hope you liked it. Please tell me your views through th reatings and comment section. For more books by me, follow me on I*******m @lexi.priyanshi. Thank you. Yours sincerely Lexi

Quinnel said suddenly and all eyes turned to him. "Uh, Navaeh, what is your worst habit?" "I tend to walk to and fro when I'm nervous and I also always eat the meat that is meant for the toppings of Pizza." She replied and everyone chuckled. "I eat the cheese as well." "What's the last book you read?" "That would be... Alpha's Gifted Mate." "Oh? Sounds interesting. I like the title." "It is." "I've read that book! It's good." "Me too." "I didn't expect you to be into supernatural fanfictions."

Each of them moaned weakly into the other's mouth as his full, round knob pressed into her dripping slit. She clutched at his muscular ass while he pushed deeper inside her. He was so long and thick. And so impossibly hard. The mafia princess felt her eyes water as he gradually forged to the hilt. She felt him hold still a moment. He was letting her feel the heat and pulse of his rock-solid shaft. They just looked at each other, sharing their mutual lust. And yet there was so much love between them, too. How could it not feel so perfect? How could he not see it?