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There's still a lot to do today in preparation for your third wedding anniversary tomorrow with Lobo, not to mention the preparations that need to be made for the banquet. Wait, what?" Do you mean to say that the banquet is tomorrow? "Well, yes, don't you remember?" The dagger had pierced my chest so forcefully that I reached up and placed my palm there, but there was no visible damage. Maybe everything that had happened was just a dream. I promptly hopped out of bed and went directly to my desk, pulling my diary from the drawer. This journal helped me immensely with day-to-day life management. I kept track of official events and pack-related activities in there, as well as my mood and a sum

The city lights blurred beyond the glass. He unlocked the bottom drawer of his desk. Inside lay an old notebook. Black leather. Simple. He almost threw it away months ago. He opened it now. The first page read: Daily Executive Support Log. Every page documented his life. Flight numbers. Board preferences. His mother's medical appointments. His father's anniversary. The birthday of every major investor. His coffee order. His allergy medication. The anniversary of his mentor's death. Even reminders like: Mr. Laurent skips lunch when under pressure. Leave food in office without mentioning it.

the finance director reported, his face completely drained of color. Julian kicked his desk over, his eyes bloodshot. "Who the fuck is it? Who the hell is screwing with me?"

I start to write, my hand moving quickly across the paper: "Dear Diary, Today is the day I decided to spend an entire day naked. I know it sounds crazy, but I just couldn't resist the urge. I'm going to do everything naked – watch TV, eat, clean the house, maybe even dance around a little. I'm not sure what possessed me to do this, but I'm excited to see where the day takes me. Wish me luck!"

After hesitating for a while, he flipped open the diary to take a peek. It was a typical diary with many scribbles and writings. Gently flipping through the pages, he read the first few lines on the first page of the diary. 12-10-2020 So the doctor asked me to try to keep a journal and write down my personal feelings. Don’t know how that’s going to help but here goes nothing. Getting confused, Alex flipped through the pages, skimming through similar scribbles of how his day went and how his life was going in general. One thing was constant through the pages and it was how he kept on mentioning Alex.

After repacking her bag she came across a journal book that had a pen holder. She flashed back to the day she received the Journal from Gemma no. She was joyful for a moment until she remembered what happened last night. She couldn't help but shed a tear. As soon as she got over the feeling of sadness she slid the pen out of its holder placed; The wedding Journal in front of her, opened the leather-bound journal,l and opened the first page. The writing prompt was; 🌹A bride must always be organized 🌹 She looked at the heading for a moment and took a deep breath and decided to take the plunge, she took the pen in between her thumb and index fingertips and started writing.

I am Sandra and I live in a small country in Europe with my smaller brother and my parents. Brought this Diary last week and I thought I should record my daily life here. So today is 23/9/2023 just another day during the winter holidays between the two semesters. That’s why I had a lot of time and I spent my days taking long baths, masturbating, reading and watching stuff on the internet. Every weekend I would get out with my friends to have fun but I was mostly at home which I was enjoying to its fullest.

"Mr. Hart, your brother is on line two. He says it's urgent." "Tell him I'll call back." "He says it's really urgent. It's about an article." I groaned and dropped my laptop, then picked up. "Julian, I'm in the middle of—" "Have you seen the Daily Mail?" "No. Why would I be reading tabloids in the middle of the workday?" "Daniel. Check it now." Something in his voice made me pull up the website on my laptop. The headline loaded and my mouth went open.

Alex's POV Another useless idle day spent in a boring office full of paperwork and awful bosses who treat me like trash. I was far too annoyed, far too stressed, as I began searching BDSM clubs, submission, and someone else taking control of your life. Somehow it sounded wild yet tugged something within me. The Vault was the name that kept popping up. That was the secret spot where real Doms played rough.

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