Don't Look Deeper Season 2 Novels & Stories

"I'm not as cold as you are—Mark must be blind, getting a heartless girlfriend like you." I simply shrugged again and left without looking back.

“Right now, I want you out of here and be careful on your way out. Don’t want my neighbors seeing you come out of my apartment, okay? If I want to see you, I know where to find you. Now get!” Nathan walks towards the door with his hands in his pockets as Izzy follows behind him at a distance. Nathan then turns to give Izzy a goodbye kiss, but Izzy drifted away, giving out a disgusting look which followed a smug face as she says, clapping her hands like an African lady, “what do you think you’re doing?” “The thing normal people do when leaving their intimate partner”. Nathan smiles and replies. “Lemme stop you there. We are not partners. The sooner you get that into your head, the better fo

I asked her hiding my irritation. “I am fine! There is just less blood in my body and doctor gave so many tablets.” She replied smiling. I want to smile, but I couldn’t. It’s been two months since I have lost the record and searching for that guy, who can give me another copy, but I couldn’t even find that guy. I need to do something as Sahil is living free life and enjoying it working as an owner of his father’s company. Within just two months, the marriage will end, but I feel every door is closed to even get some evidence.

Annamaria's POV The silence that followed was deafening, and for a moment, I feared I might have also gone deaf too. I had no idea what was going on, but I didn't let that stop me one bit. I stared at the men in front of me. They were nothing like Sarah had described, and the mere sight of them struck something in me. The shorter one, who stood at my right, had a small smile on his face. It looked genuine, but I didn't miss the way his eyes wandered. With his black hair and brown eyes, he looked like a pretty normal guy.

It was high time that she ruled without the fear of her second in command breathing down her neck every time she turned around. Serene hoped it was him so she could get the deed done. The door to her quarters opened and in stepped Gabriel. He adorned his clothes like he owned them but his gaze held so much more. His intent was clear and she knew what that was. “What do you want?” she nearly snapped. “Shouldn’t you be off planning to dethrone me or something?” Her voice filled a confidence she never had before and she enjoyed it when she saw the look that Gabriel gave her. “I’m not stupid. I know what your great plan is. To murder me in my sleep and make it seem like one of the servants did i

We feel them kicking again like they are excited that we are awake. After five more minutes of them kicking, Jolene falls back asleep. I continue watching my show on N*****x. I am in season two of the show. I am at the part where Joe kills the famous guy Hendy after he finds the pictures he had been taking of drugged girls because he was worried that he was going to go after Ellie.

I have no shame; sue me for being obsessed. We’d been in bed all day. Literally. Bed. Day. Done. Kissing, laughing, half-heartedly watching TV while mostly getting distracted by each other. First it was breakfast pancakes—which turned into kissing over syrup. Then it was “okay, let’s actually watch something.” Which, of course, turned into kissing through entire scenes of The Summer I Turned Pretty. We are currently in Season two. Now, this was critical business. Because somehow—somehow—my girl had chosen the wrong team.

I could feel my heart racing in my chest as I asked, "What happens if I let you down, Don Corleone?" Vittore straightened his posture, a flash of cruelty appearing in his ice-blue eyes. "Luca is merely a child with his playthings, so I'll make sure you understand the methods of the Don, Ms. Rossi." It was then that a burst of noise rose from below—music, laughter, and the sound of glasses clinking. It seemed like the engagement banquet had begun. Vittore stepped back and straightened his cuffs. "You have three days to think it over. If you're still here after that, I'll have my lawyers draw up the prenup."

he laughed. After dessert and several more dances, the crowd began to dwindle, the Ubers had arrived and the hired crew began cleaning up. My feet were killing me in these heels. As I got on the Uber line Jason came up behind me and whispered, “Please wait for me, I need to talk to you,” he quickly walked away and went out the front door. I walked over to the fireplace and sat on the ledge, taking my heels off. Finally, Jason came back in, shut the door, and the house was quiet.

"Look what we have here. A real beauty." "Hah! Didn't expect to get so lucky tonight. We get paid and we get to have some fun?" "Next time something like this comes up, don't forget to call me, man…" Crude laughter filled the room as the four men advanced, closing the distance between them and their terrified prey. Isabella, heart pounding, reached into the sleeve of her gown, her fingers closing around the handle of a concealed knife. She’d only arranged to meet Dimitri here so she’d have a way out, a means of escape if things went south.