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AFFECTION +10] [AFFECTION +10] [AFFECTION +10] Alarms rang in Scarlet's ears repeatedly, forcefully pushing her out of her lost state. Her eyes widened, and her stomach lurched. She felt her blush creeping to her cheeks as she quickly lowered her head to hide the complicated feelings in her eyes. Scarlet's hands pressed to her chest. 'What is this feeling?' She thought to herself. Her heart... seemed to have taken a hit. Scarlet shook her head dazedly and forced a smile on her face. She raised her head to meet Cyn's. "Thank you." She said as she planted a soft kiss on Cyn's chin and rested her head on his chest.

Carly nearly fainted when she heard what Tae Hee had to say , at first she was shocked and then she slowly transited to anger " Why ?! , Why?! , Why?! " she screamed " Why does she get to have him but I don't , What does she have that I don't ?!" She began to fling things across the room , destroying vases , breaking the mirror and scattering everything in sight as her parents and the maids banged on her door

I don't know how I can make it mean more. You're special to me, because with you, I can be free. I can express myself with words. I don't want you talking to other girls. But, I can tell you for sure, a part of my heart is yours. Don't think I cheated. It won't be repeated. You're my only. Don't forget that honey. - Truly, Surely, Deeply, Subhadra She kissed the end of the paper to emphasize her point. She folded the paper neatly and put it in her purse. She would give it to him the next time she saw him.

"I've had considerable time to process this myself, since finding my mother's documentation. You've had considerably less." She produced, from a worn leather folder, copies of everything she'd mentioned in her original letter — old letters in handwriting I recognised, with genuine dread, from Damien's own childhood photograph albums; financial records showing periodic, unexplained payments from an account eventually traced to Robert Cole's own personal funds; and finally, the paternity test itself, dated nearly three decades earlier.

I can feel how tense his muscles are and how weak his heartbeat is; he shivers in my arms but makes no more attempt to stay away from me. I don't know how long I'm hugging him like that, trying not to look too much at his naked body. Then suddenly, his cold skin starts getting hotter and hotter, his heart starts beating like crazy, and I could hear him inhaling air rapidly. In a matter of seconds, he is burning and panting; I see that he is in more pain.

I'm so screwed how do I tell him I forgot I had something like that in my possession and to think he came all the way here to get it. "It's fine if you don't have it yet, but make sure to get it ready by tomorrow. It's my favorite" He ends and walks away. I Puff in relief. How did he let me off the hook so easily? He turns around again and walks in my direction. My heart is almost bursting out of my chest. He pins me to the wall as soon as he gets to where I am standing and draws his face closer to mine, staring deeply at my eyes and I close my eyes trembling. What is he thinking?

CHAPTER ONE Two sleek black sports cars pulled up in front of Pizzeria Da Laura. Two guards swiftly exited the first car, with one opening the door for a young, handsome man dressed in a black suit. His expression was unreadable, and he seems to be emitting a powerful aura. The man is none other than Richard Roberts, the third offspring of the third wealthiest clan in California. A charming, fair lady emerged from the other side of the car and rushed towards him, intertwining her hands with his and giving him a peck.

Mira closed her eyes and let him hold her, her face pressed against his chest, his heartbeat steady beneath her ear. She didn't say the words. But she felt them—burning in her chest, pressing against her ribs, demanding to be set free. I love you too. God help me, I love you too.

That smile though. Anyway, my time for that meeting came and I dressed myself with a blouse and plaid trousers like I am applying for work. I tied my hair into a bun then applied some light shade lipstick on my lips. I drove all the way to the campus then looked for his office which was named "Fixing Hearts Request". It was his personal office but it also says in the description written on the advertisement on paper sticking on the announcement board that it was an office where people who have love problems will visit there and ask for the professor for some love advice. My face turned into disgust as I read word for word on the said advertisement. And now it questioned myself if I should st

They no longer felt human emotions. I couldn't tell if Magnus' treatment of me came from fear of the drug inside him, or from some genuine desire to care for me. How did I become so hesitant, so unsure of myself? Maybe it was because I had never really known love. When I was young, Anya had been gravely ill. My parents poured every bit of their hearts into her, and to them, I was just the extra, the one they could overlook. Perhaps that was why, later, I gave my whole heart to Victor just for the smallest bit of kindness. And now with Magnus, love was still my greatest weakness.