Dear Benjamin Novels & Stories

OLIVIA’S POV The glow of the morning light wavered through my curtains, stirring me awake. I stretched lazily, savoring the quiet before my day officially began. My phone buzzed on the nightstand, and I reached for it, squinting at the screen. It was a text message from Austin. “Hey, I’m so sorry, Liv. I had to travel back urgently for business. I hate that I’ll miss Nexus Global’s anniversary celebration. Promise I’ll make it up to you.’

I instructed Benjamin, and he walked out of the room. I walked to the large window which backed my study, observing the cold wind which shuffled the trees, and I yawned. Billionaires should be given something called a weekend, too. I stared at the peeking shy sun, which exposed little rays. " A good day to get a girlfriend, hun? " I stared down at Benjamin, who had his fingers around his mouth, so I could hear him out loud and clear. He was such a thorn in my flesh, I sighed deeply and raised my middle finger at him.

With that, we started walking to his house and I never looked back. Author's note: Hello there! This is The Red Delilah. Thank you for reading my book. I know the story starts off a bit common, but please give it a chance. As you read further, things will get interesting. Trust me. Thank once again for reading my book and enjoy!

Something was peeking out from the tight, dusty space right under the low edge of the bed. He bent down, reaching underneath the heavy mattress, and pulled out a single piece of heavy, premium paper. It was a card. Adrian flipped it over in his trembling hands, and his breath hitched completely in his throat. The elegant, sweeping handwriting was unmistakable. It was a card from Mr. Hudson, filled with words of love, regret, and a deep longing to connect with his children. It was exactly like his father had said—he had been writing cards and letters to them all these years.

he said with a smile. “I am also happy for the growth of our family” “Thank you, dad” I said with smile waiting for my gift with excitement. “Amelia this is Mr. Alexander, my boss” he said I smiled and gave my greetings to him. “You are very beautiful” he said. Dad continued, “This is Asher his son and your finance” he said with a smile. I was smiling the I froze and turned to dad “What are you talking about” I asked in shock.

There was a hint of sadness in Benjamin Miller’s voice, and it was obvious that he had not gotten over his mother’s death. Adrian felt a little bad for him, and he nodded as a consolation. “I’m sorry to hear that.” Benjamin shook his head to show that he had already put the past behind him. Benjamin and Adrian had a short conversation. Even though they shared the same teacher in Country M, they did not have a very close relationship. Benjamin was a very strange person. For some reason, there was always a hint of iciness in his smile. Adrian always felt a chill run down his spine whenever he saw Benjamin smile, and he did not like to get too close to Benjamin.

said the little girl half-heartedly. Yet, she looked at Mr. Benjamin respectfully, whom she could not treat otherwise, especially if you compared him to Harp. So she greeted him decently: “Good day.” Mr. Benjamin slightly bowed his head in greeting, without smiling. “Sometimes there are some ...” Harp searched for his words but could not find them.

"Option two, apologize to my wife." Benjamin hesitated, glancing nervously between Rene and Maria. He wiped the blood from his nose again, the fear in his eyes clear now. "I… I’m sorry," he muttered under his breath, barely audible. Rene didn’t move, his posture still intimidating. "Louder," he demanded. "And look her in the eyes when you say it." With a shaky breath, Benjamin straightened up and turned toward Maria. His voice cracked as he forced the words out. "I’m… I’m sorry, Maria. I shouldn’t have—"

Benjamin, how do you plan on cultivating your relationship with me? Benjamin smirked as his smile was full of love. "Any way you want."

He was a well-known playboy and often had an entourage of beautiful girls following him around. He was also one of the few friends Benjamin had. Since he lived abroad, they didn't contact each other much. Before leaving for Darai, Benjamin went back to Hawkins Manor to pack. As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he saw some renovation workers coming out of the elevator. "Benjamin, you …" Benjamin frowned as a bad feeling crept over him. Before the two people on the couch had the chance to greet him, he strode into the elevator. He headed straight toward the bedroom on the third floor.