Havan Flores Crush 소설 & 이야기

Vedanth's POV: "Forty thousand" , I heard the dealer whisper as he unzipped his bag. " No way dude! You said thirty five thousand when we talked earlier." Arnav lost his cool. " Yeah , but the police raided the slum after we striked the deal. They found some packets so we need to nullify the loss right?" He asked us . " But..." Arnav started, and I know it won't end now. I forwarded him the thirty five thousand and said I will gpay him the remaining amount.

Atinuke nodded as she collected the card and walked towards Paul. Paul hung up that moment and sighed. "Who was that?" Atinuke asked. "Kola" Paul replied rubbing his forehead. "Give him time, okay?" Atinuke cajoled as they both walked into the car. The club house where Florence's boyfriend was doing his birthday screamed money. The whole club was rented out. Paul kept his hand on Atinuke's waist as they walked into the club. 'Bop Daddy' by Falz was blaring in the room as Paul made way towards the celebrant.

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

With that, he gave me a cold look, then turned and walked back into Fiona’s hospital room without looking back. My heart froze as his cold back disappeared. I heard him gently comfort Fiona. I could not believe Nigel thought I was a bad person, even though he had no proof at all. I rubbed my sore eyes and was about to leave when Jora came out. She leaned close to me with a smug smile. “So what if you’re his crush? You still lose to people like us. “If you’re smart, go inside, kneel, and apologize to Fiona. Maybe Nigel would like you a little more.”