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I explained. “Assistant” He rephrased. “Whatever,” I snapped back. Chris turned to Dad with a knowing look on his face, “he was late again?” he asked, Dad nodding instantly. “What the hell Chris, what happened to the bro’s code of conduct?” I asked quoting him. “It’s Alive and well but there is also a father and son code and for this one, I’m going to have to side with Dad.” “Really?” I couldn’t believe this guy, “You too? You also want me to get a nanny? What am I twelve?” I asked glancing between the two.

Didn't want to open it but the notification got annoying and I wanted to snooze it only to tap on the messages from unknown. "What tye fu@k?" ... TBC

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Thunder pounds in the sky, and the loud reverberation shakes me to my senses. Pushing myself off him, I side-eye him, wiping my hands on my shorts. He looks away first, pulling himself up out of the mud. I head to my side of the truck and climb in. That was close, way too close. Seconds later he slips in behind the wheel. The radio plays Jake Owen's latest hit "Alone With You."

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

In a few seconds, they were both naked and as promised, he began to taste what was between her legs while she clutched the sheets with both hands and tried to catch her breath. Ashley smiled as everything seemed to be going according to plan. She took out her phone and called the manager, using a different number and changing her voice, "please come to the fire club and tell your girlfriend to stay away from my fiance. Now they are both in room twelve and I'm probably sure that they are having sex at the moment. Is Mira not ashamed? When she already has you, why won't she leave my fiance alone?" The call ended abruptly and Zeal stared at his phone in surprise. He was feeling bad about the fi

Zach stumbled and collapsed to the ground, then suddenly crawled over to my feet. “Coco, I’m sorry! It’s all my fault! Hit me, yell at me, do whatever you want, just don’t leave me, okay? “I know you’re mad at me, and that’s why you even walked away from the company we built together. Tell me what you want me to do. I’ll do anything. Just give me one more chance! “I already contacted the wedding planner. We’ve redesigned everything into a grand ceremony and included all your favorites. Come back with me and we’ll get married right away. Please!”

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

Just ten digits. Her heart began beating faster. “Okay,” she muttered under her breath, forcing herself upright. “Let’s see who you really are.” She opened her laptop and typed the number into a search engine. Nothing. No results. No business listing. No social media. No records at all. Her brows furrowed. “That’s impossible.” Everyone had something online. Everyone left traces. She tried another website—one of those reverse phone lookup services that usually dug up embarrassing details about people’s addresses and relatives.

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