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He say but I'm to focused on his tattooed body to care about anything he says right now. My fingers trace the inked skin. He has a huge tattoo of Kali, the goddess of destruction, on his front. Different designs litter his skin but my favourite has to be the flower on his neck. It is the only tattoo that has colour out of them all on his front. He has his nipples pierced and I never thought I would say this but it looks really sexy.

She cringed slightly as she thought of the possibility that whoever might try to climb on it would surely be torn and full of wounds after. The mansion was to her taste anyway, it was like a gruesome-like mansion, but she loved how intricate and classic the design was. It also had a huge balcony that surely created a relaxing ambience. She was hoping to get a chance to be friends with her neighbor – whoever it was. Her forehead creased when she saw a silhouette on the balcony, then it vanished for a matter of seconds. Her spine covered with chills as she remembered the horror movie, she had watched with her seven-year-old stepbrother, Darcel, last night.

Her once-rounded belly had shrunk, and her eyes hollowed with sickly pallor. Suddenly, I remembered that long-lost Ragdoll cat. “What are you here for? “Julian must have told you. The apartment next door that he gave you was purchased with marital assets. It’s now been awarded to me. “You have no right to stay there anymore.” Ivy’s eyes no longer held their former superiority or defiance. She knelt before me and pleaded. “Clara, please don’t misunderstand! I’m not here to cause trouble. I’m here begging for help!

Not until she realized it was booming from the next-door neighbor’s room did her racing heartbeat tempered down. It was a strident rock song, probably one from the 90s, the detestable type that made her want to scream at both the artist and the listener to shut the fuck up. Joel used to love those in his teenage years, a small voice reminded her, and she grabbed a pillow, tossing it at the window facing the neighbor's. “Take that! Loser.” She yelled, grateful that the music was loud enough to mute hers.

He tapped the screen a couple of times before turning it toward me. "Incessant Music.mp4." The video showed what looked like his living room, and in the background, my music blaring as if I were giving a concert in the middle of the apartment. "Want me to post it on my stories? Bet my followers would love to meet my new problem neighbor." I huffed, trying to keep my calm. "Just reconnect it." "No." "Archie!" We stared each other down for a few seconds before he sighed and rolled his eyes. "Fine, but with one condition."

Think about it. [Babe, I really like you. You're cute. You can be my girlfriend.] I get disgusted by his notes every time I see them. I always tore it up and threw it into the bin. If my best friend did not stay so far away from my office, I would have moved out a long time ago. At that moment, all I could do was endure it. It felt like the universe was against me too. did not seem to be supporting me as well. Not many people asked about the room to rent.

He saw that the door in her room was ajar and, instead of knocking, he entered uninvited. He saw the contents of the old lunch box on her bed. They are photos of her and Henri, different drawings and scripts for the comics about Detective Hank Devereaux, and his sidekick basset hound Yoda. The contents made him smile. Soon he heard a notification from Latton's phone. He hastily checked her phone and saw a notification of successful delivery. He checked the store and the items she ordered. "Delivered to Lucian Caldwell," he mumbles. "Oh, Latton!"

From its look, this seems like some open painting session where all these people are participating, rather than a birthday party. "Hey, Samuel." Max's voice makes me tear my gaze away from her as he stands beside me. "I am glad you could make it, man." He slaps my back when I turn to him. Because of my jealousy, I wouldn't have seen this earlier, but there is something likable about his personality. He has a welcoming personality that makes you feel like you have known him for a very long time. Honestly, getting past my jealousy, I can clearly see that he is a friend which all of us need in our lives, but only a few lucky people are the ones who have such friends.

It definitely had to be from somewhere or something important, after all, he's been ignoring a few calls since made that post. "You did well," a voice on the other end said. "But don't bother with any investigation. You'll definitely be watched by some sort of enemies from now on or whoever is probably against your girlfriend. Also, for now, we won't be meeting." Edward's mind was in a bit of confusion as he tried to make sense of the cryptic message. "Enemies"? "Yes." Edward breathed out a sigh with some many things on his mind. This stranger he had met yesterday that refused to even mention his name seems to be so weird and strange and Edward could not help wondering what the reason for th