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After hanging up, Dylan nudged the ten-dollar hand cream toward me. “Jenna, Bianca really needs this job. Her livelihood depends on her hands, so this is more urgent for her. Just use this tonight, and I’ll book you another manicure after I get paid next month, okay?” I stared at the cracks along my fingertips. Then, I remembered the words I had accidentally seen in his phone memo earlier that day. [Free pass for letting Bianca hurt Jenna: 1 remaining] [If Jenna ends the relationship first, all free passes will automatically reset.]

Without him. It didn't matter now. She was gone and he was still here. Penelope was his top priority presently, nothing else. He raised the book above his head and flipped through the pages. A blue card fell out onto the floor. He picked it and held it between his index and middle finger. It was a plain blue card with a phone number and office address inscribed with small black characters on it. The company logo was the head of a pink unicorn with a pointed rainbow coloured horn, with the company's name next to it. 'Randy Toppers Digital Ent'.

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The conversation continued between Omar and Chairman Winslow as Omar introduced himself more to the family. Audrey smiled at herself as she admired the dress Keith had bought for her from Fenty. A knock was heard before the door gradually swung open revealing Dr. Trisha. "Wow, are you opening an extension of Fenty in your office," Dr. Trisha asked noticing the designer shopping bag in her office. "Nope, I got all these as a gift from mine," Audrey said blushing. "Mine, Who is that?" Dr. Trisha asked getting interested. "Well, my darling decided to spoil me a bit today," Audrey said. "Wow, your husband is one in a kind, he got you all these even though you are processing your divorce with him

It was just half an hour ago when Hemera lit the red and blue candle, signalling the beginning of their anticipated immaculate disrobed tango. The only two left in the pool are him and the raven-haired Rozelyn, who’s silently reading E.L. James’ Fifty Shades of Grey. ‘She’s really reading that under the mid-noon’s sun, huh?’ He thought as he took a spoon of lemon sorbet. In a second, he accidentally spilled the melting dessert in his topless body—making it look like a woman’s juice as it slid down in his smoking hot body, down to the serpent hidden beneath his shorts.

While I waited to board the plane at the airport, Jay called. I declined the call immediately, removed the SIM card from my phone and threw it away. From now on, I would live my own life. The plane landed in the icy winds of Usmana. I wrapped my coat tighter and looked toward the arrivals area where Leeya stood waving. "You're finally here!" she exclaimed. She ran over and gave me a big hug, nearly squeezing the breath out of me. "Congratulations on finally being free!"

I asked coldly. "Of course not, Harper. There's nothing between Caleb and me, really," Sheena replied with a forced smile. I calmly showed her the screenshots from yesterday. "Nothing? Then why are you calling him Daddy?" Sheena visibly panicked, struggling to form words. "What if I shared these online?" I asked. "I wonder what people will call you—mistress, homewrecker, or worse?" Sheena sneered. "It's your fault for not being good enough to keep your man. Besides, they're just pictures. Who would believe you?"

"Strip," I froze after hearing what the devil himself said. I didn't know what to or what to say. He smirked, pleased by my weak and vulnerable state. I hugged myself tighter, afraid. How to escape? What kind of sick joke is this? I raised my shaking eyes, daring for the first time to meet his fixing gaze. He stood there in all his glory, waiting for me to submit to his sinful demand. A tear slipped down my face, looking at the door, hoping, praying someone would come and save me from this shameless man in front of me.

Freya Well, the shower went a long way towards making me feel human again. Although I looked like a prune by the time I stepped out of the spray, it had taken an age for me to get the knots out of my hair, but damn if it wasn’t wonderful to smell something other than my own sweat and the dirt of the cabin. The whole house had an underlying scent of sandalwood and vanilla, it was comforting in an unfamiliar way and the musky shampoo and conditioner that Damian had fund for me complimented the scents, even if there were a little masculine, but I nothing but grateful.