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"Gosh! He is so handsome! aren't he? What do you think?" "You're right! He looks like a model, huh!" "Too bad! We just wanted to get to know him, but he was gone!" "But have you ever seen him? But where?" said another. In an instant, the gossip was spread by word of mouth. It was afternoon and the news had already spread. There was a handsome man in the hot springs, his eyes were very beautiful, his body was well-proportioned, and many gossips began to circulate. Including the staff who were gathering there. Because it seems that several female marketing staff have seen handsome men eating in the food court.

Some men and women would oogle her as we walked but I didn't mind, she looked great. "Who are you supposed to be anyways?" She tugged me closer as we headed for the first haunted house. "Ghostface… from dead by daylight, not the movie. I liked the outfit better. The original is to baggy for my taste." She nodded and shrugged. She didn't really play video games despite me trying to get her into them. "You're a nerd." She laughed when a little kid ran past us crying. "Yes I am, but at least I'm hot." I thought I filled the suit out great. Entering the building we walked through the place with ease.

he introduced and i nodded quickly. " Abby Sherman " I said staring at his red lips. I was lost in his beauty and suddenly Felton's voice sounded in my head and i gulped nervously to focus on the situation. " It's my four years old daughter. Here is her picture " he Said thrusting a cellphone towards me with a picture of a smiling pretty girl on the screen. Judging by Remon accent i see that he is probably a citizen here but he is dark , means somehow in another sense he is related to Africa according to his skin color. That wasn't even the issue at hand.

they called. The owner of the marvelous mansion and the host of the party was here. His ambiance was emerging separately among other men, wearing a white shirt shrunk to his muscular body and a tattoo on his tight chest, slightly visible from the unbuttoned part. The tattoo made him a member of the feared gang, Gongbay.

"Just state what it is you want. I do not know if ghosts feel things, but this sun is competing with hell, so be fast" Tasha swallowed hard, bracing herself up for what she needed to say " I need you to help me get back into my body" Her request followed with utter silence, Austin stared at her with no expression on his face, wondering if she was joking about it. Tasha on the other hand couldn't understand why he was silent after what she just said and wondered if he even heard her. "Wait, you are actually serious?" Austin bursted into laughter, hitting his thighs as he was at it. He had been waiting for her to probably say it was one of her lousy ways of trying to tease him or get him upset

She tells him, stuffing the wig cap inside of her purse. “I'm a hot guy?” He asks her suddenly and it takes her a moment to realize that she had, in fact, said that about him. To his face. Oh good Lord, kill her now. Strike her down so that she does not have to try to get herself out of this awkward fucking situation.

but to her surprise he did not make any negative comments, he even offered his hand and greeted her, and even wished her a good luck on her interview. ‘Was that for real?’ she couldn’t get enough of it, he had the smoothest hands ever, she wanted so much to wipe the smirk off her face with her puny little fists. She moved a bit slower to get enough sniff of his cool perfume. She turned around and winked at Marcy, All these in one day, he said hello, did not get upset with me, greeted me and now a good luck wish, she was super excited. She sniffed her hand with admiration. She was never going to wash it.

" Relax Mr President of OPH club... He is a four year old, he called to talk to our daughter. " " What??? How dare he call her... From where did he get the number. Just tell me his dad's name and address I will send police at his place. " " Relax Gautam !! You are over reacting." " How dare he flirt with my daughter?? I will break his legs. Call him back, I just want to warn him to stay away from her. " He said and I started laughing. He looked so cute. Gauravi was just four and Gautami was one year old and he was getting overprotective. I wonder how he would react when our daughters would be young girls.

His eyes those fucking eyes, gray like steel before the storm pierce through me before I can even open my mouth. Today, no three-piece suit, no mask of the irreproachable professional. Just black trousers molding his thighs like a second skin, a gray shirt with rolled-up sleeves revealing the dark patterns of his tattoos. He looks… dangerously at ease. Like a wolf who has entered the pen without the dogs even barking. "What are you doing here?" My voice comes out higher than I'd like, betraying the panic freezing my veins. "How did you get in?"