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I’ve never seen her like this, she’s usually much more professional. Grace’s weak voice, has me holding her tighter. “You… You could, see?” She stutters. Hera nods her head, gaping at Grace. “It’s not common. I myself have only ever heard of it. It was like I was you…” That causes a fresh wave of tears to come from both Hera and Grace.

She's her Mother's Daughter **Get her pregnant** Seth's POV "Get her pregnant!"He replied and I flinched. "Are you kidding me?" "I mean how on earth will you say such a thing? She's sixteen for fuçk sake, sixteen!" I half yelled.

I fіgurе іt must be hеr trаdеmаrk. Her ѕkіn is раlе and ѕісklу. Her hаіr іѕ jеt blасk. It’ѕ literally mіdnіght blасk. Shе’ѕ bone thin so lеаthеrу аnd tіnу.

From the mansion to the people living here, everything was just so perfect, something that isn't supposed to be real. Her cheeks were as red as tomato, she was never this respected before, even though the love that she gets from her fans was unexplainable now this level of respect was too much for her to handle. "Um….can you…put me down please?" She asked shyly. Bohden kissed her forehead and placed her down, standing on her feet she adjusted her dress before flushing the maids with a wide smile "Thank you" she said when suddenly one of the maids screamed upon seeing her.

Reina shook her head ' Too clingy' " Well, all I need right now is a grandson. I have to do something" She brought out her phone and dialed a number.

She would wake up once she heals completely. "Is there any way we can make her wake up before then? Or anything that could speed up the process?" Dean asked again. The doctor glanced at me. "She is still human with her. All she needs is support and her loved ones to be close to her. Always talking to her would help too. She might be able to hear you and try to heal faster." I nodded. I understood what he was saying. I would do it. I'll speak to her every day till she gets tired of hearing my voice. "Thank you, doctor," I murmured.

she nodded. "And if you go to clubs or whatever, wear whatever you want. Obviously, I'd like for you to not wear something too seductive but it's your body," she turned around to face me. I took a sip of my drink. "I know how to fight," her lips curled into a smile. "Noted, Chris." "What are you doing today?" She went back to cooking. El flipped one of the pancakes before she answered. "I have a meeting at one but other than that, just paperwork and calls later in the day," I nodded. "And what's on your agenda?"

She doesn’t seem to be the daughter of a billionaire, and she doesn’t look like a cook, rather, she looked more a laundry girl. “Hey.” I said in response, with a smile. She moved closer to me, and held out her hand. “I’m Lily, the Lord’s butler.” I accepted the handshake. “I’m Freya, I was…” “I know. The demand is in the plate. I’m sure you’ve seen it. It’s meant to be cooked by you, but I’m the one to serve.” She said those words as though she had been practicing it for long. “Okay, nice to meet you.” I said with a broadened smile.

She shrugged, "we can make it work." I heaved a sigh, strapping on the sleeveless pink starfish bra and putting the lace thong on. There were matching pink high heels with knee length straps waiting for me and I put them on. A make up artist winged my eyes heavily and caked my lips with bright red lipstick and gave me some gold bracelets, earrings and necklace. "You look like a fucking goddess," she commented when she was done with me. "Thank you." I smiled at her. "And now we introduce, your favourite dancer, Jane Wilden." The announcer on stage called.

But I could not help but hang on to every expression and action as she listened intently to the person on the other line. There was so much love in her gaze, even though she was perplexed, the voice of the person brought her joy. What could the man have given to make her react like that? Was it money? I doubted it. Her apartment was not really anything flamboyant. Was it perhaps attention? Or love?