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I find myself sitting upright , listening intently to what was beginning to unfold. “ As I cried , I felt this magnificent power shoot through me. It was scary as I saw a flower shooting up from the pot plant of soil that laid barren on our balcony for so many days. I remember rushing to your father , waking him from his sleep to tell him what happened. As days went by , your father and I stayed busy at the library , finding any information that could explain what had been happening. Eventually , we stumbled on to the truth – I am a witch Rosemary , my parents must have been a witch and wizard.” I listen to her , flabbergasted. Witches are said to be evil and vile creatures , but here she is

“Oh wow. Maria. This is all for you from David. He wants you to wait to open all this when he’s here. He’ll be here soon. Wow. Something’s up. Okay, I think it’s time we all should leave this alone. Shall we go find something else to do while we wait. I think there’s something interesting is going to happen soon.” “Don’t you dare suggest we go find a book to read. I’ll never be able to read a thing. I am curious about David’s thoughts on this. He has a plan, but I don’t know what it is. My curiosity shines, lighting a city. Ugh. I can’t predict this man now.”

And for the first time, I forget my past my present and all the voices in my head goes silent for a second as I look around the huge room. It's so beautiful, classy, and just so perfect. I look at David with my stunned face. He chuckles, seeing my face. I ignore his chuckle as I look at him carefully. " I never imagined that you're a bookworm!" He dramatically bites his tongue as if I have said something very inappropriate. " Please don't disrespect me like that, Rosalina." He says dramatically. " What do you mean?" I furrow my brows." These aren't your books?"

At first, I don't hear anything, and I feel a very strong urge to turn around and sprint towards home, but instead I press the bell again. After a couple of moments, I hear a series of clicks followed with the door fully opening. I feel frozen as David crosses his arms while leaning on his entrance, his shirt non-existent. I feel my eyes widen as I take him all in. His skin is golden tan with muscles that bulge with every slight movement. I coast my eyes to the deep lines shaping his abs, feeling my stomach flutter with temptation . He also has a v-line that runs from his lower stomach all the way to the inside

I quickly wiped them away, embarrassed. David put his drink down. He shifted toward me on the couch and his bare thigh pressed warm against mine and neither of us moved away from it. He did not give empty comfort or shift the discussion. He just regarded me with his dark eyes, always making me feel like I was saying the only thing they could listen to. “Hey, princess… I don't want you to cry,” he whispered. “Those friends sound like assholes. You’re not stupid. You’re smart. Careful. That’s a good thing in this world.”

Gilbert was so busy scrutinizing the bookmark he did not notice Madalyn tearing up. Meanwhile, George looked shocked. "Isn't... Isn't this Master David's favorite bookmark?" "Master David?" Gilbert turned to George in confusion. Madalyn quickly snatched the bookmark and unopened letter from Gilbert's hands. "Is it David?" she looked at the bookmark emotionally. Tears streamed down her face. "It really is David. This really is his bookmark. It's the bookmark I gave him years ago. There are even some blemishes on it. He... He's actually still alive."

It’s been three weeks and he still hasn’t come back. Thankfully, David saw through my boredom and led me to his personal library in the palace. It was huge enough to fit my old pack in it. My pack was small compared to others, with only three hundred wolves or so still loyal to my father. Still, you could say David’s personal library is gigantic. I felt like I was going to self-combust when I set my eyes on them books, he had it all. So I spent most of my time reading in the library these past few weeks.

He ceaselessly sought opportunities to tarnish Clay's reputation and destroy his public image through relentless media attacks. When Clay was in his wild party rich boy phase, he made the unforgiving mistake of seducing David's trophy wife, Elaine, a young Slovakian woman that had looks that could rival a model, on one of his many yacht cruises in Manhattan. When David learnt about his wife's affair, he quickly forgave Elaine but held a lifelong grudge against Clay. David didn't like Clay's attitude, or overconfidence. Hence, he used his papers every other working day to report global and city news, but the Friday column was reserved for brats he did not like under a section titled "What's n

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TO THE GIRL I LOVE"by Author Blessing Adebayo" "It's definitely in our stock, I don't know why everyone is asking for the book, especially teenage boys," she asked him as she is penning down some things "That's because it's from Author Blessing Adebayo, Everyone loves her" he smiled "Maybe, go upstairs and take your right the second shelf" "Thanks" "You are welcome" he waved at her ............................................................................. David climbed up locating where the shelf is walking fast, eager to get the book quickly and most importantly, to go back and meet his sister since it's already late...