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Robert demands “No.” I retort, closing the book. “Why? You don’t know these people anyway.” Robert says, almost mockingly. Before I can argue back, the notebook is pulled out of my hands. I turn to see Roman standing tall next to me peering through the pages, his eyes widen at the names before him. “Why does Bess have this?” I ask. “Well,” Roman starts with a shake of a head, “Us Hurricane Pack members have our connections.” He brings the book closer to his eyes, “Apparently more connections than even I knew.” Roman says more under his breath.

'They are diabolical! "Well, Colm, what are we watching?" Celly asked. Colm smiled, "I appreciate being included." He slid his arms off the sofa and wrapped them around the girls pulling them close to his sides. "I figured, I should show you both how sophisticated and romantic I am." He smiled. "Let's watch Roman Holiday. I love Audrey Hepburn, or if you ladies prefer romance with some comedy The Princess Bride is a great classic and I'm sure you both will swoon over Wesley and his sword skills." Colm winked at Ang.

The house was dazzling and I kept running my eyes around until we got to the balcony and that was when I saw the "little house party" Oh my God! They were celebrities! Lots of them. There was a big round table with chairs all around it and that was where the celebrities were seated. They were about 7 of them. Even lady K was there. "Heyy. Mr Romantic is here!" One of the ladies exclaimed and all eyes darted to Ryan and I. "Hey, Ryan!" "Oh! And his little cutie!" Gosh! I suddenly became nervous. I wasn't expecting to meet this much celebrities. I just thought it was a little...house party like he called it.

I still got something to do back home. Thankfully, she was understanding this time. The clock almost strikes 10 pm and Rosa decided that it was a good time for the both of us to relax by watching some movie. She had chosen to watch an action movie which I agree with her without argument. We jump into watching the movie until late at night. Rosa who was seating beside me wouldn't stop munching on the biscuit she had brought with her and a glass of orange juice. She hand me the coffee and I took it gratefully.

“I’m Godwin. You must be Missy. There’s no mistaking you’re Maryanne’s offspring. You inherited her beauty.” I leaned forward to accept his handshake. “It’s nice to meet you, Godwin. Please take a seat.” I practically stumbled over my words as a jolt of erotic energy surged through my body while he held my hand. I’d already aroused my sex apparatus with my lustful thoughts while being kissed by Kenton. His handshake didn’t help matters. “Don’t mind if I do,” he said as he pulled a chair up next to mine and seated himself into it. “Okay, Kenton. I think we’re all here now.”

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

Their lips met in a slow, passionate kiss, and all their worries and fears faded away as they lost themselves in the moment. Their kiss was tender and intense, each movement of their lips perfectly synchronized. Liam's hand rested on her waist, pulling her in closer, while Penelope's fingers ran through his hair, exploring every inch of him. It felt like they were the only two people in the world, lost in their own private moments.

She was already suspecting where the boss's eyes were set. When she left the institute she had mentioned at that moment to young Romero, she was pleasantly surprised when he was waiting for her at the door of her work, with a tempting book in his hand, called, "The Mask of America", a wonderful copy just right for a history teacher. She couldn't say no to his invitation to have a coffee, but before going, she made a crazy condition, which consisted in going downtown by public transportation, because if not, she wouldn't accept the outing; he agreed to that little adventure. It was very funny for her to see the elegant gentleman with the clumsiness of not knowing how to get on a bus, nor know

"That's a good library, isn't it, I want to try it there but boys are so stagey, like girls, they prefer it in bed! By the way, what did you two do in there?" "Yes, we did a lot! We just read books and he talked about the war then and also about science. I want to curse at him, what did he think of me as his student?!" "I thought it was a date, why does it seem he wants to be your teacher." "It's a date, he said it's a library date. When I see that man I'm going to feed him the books he's read! You know I want to leave the house because that's what mommy and daddy do!" I said irritably.