His Place Novels & Stories

I was disappointed when we got in. I was looking at an empty room. I thought that he had my mother in this room and since he was being nice, I hoped I had a chance to see her again. “What is this place?” I finally spoke with disappointment in my eyes. “This is my safe place, ” he responded taking a moment to admire the place as if lost in thought. “Safe place?” I furrowed my brows. “This place is special. I come here to think and become me,” he responded.

Inez I was late for work today. I barged into people just to get to the elevator before its door closed. I was really late. I was hoping I don’t get another warning. I was late for the second time this month. I was panting. Running in heels is seriously a daunting task. I looked up and turned my head to my right. There was a man standing next to me. I have seen him. He works here but on just a different floor. He passed me a smile. I inhaled deeply before returning the smile. It was very awkward as I’ve seen the man but never spoken to him. He always smiles whenever I passed. I didn’t know what to speak but as a cue, the elevator halted. I was saved from the awkwardness. I got out. My breath

“It’s best to leave us be for now though. We’re adults too. We’re trying our best.” He hummed in acknowledgement. “I’ll… let you know when you can come.” “Do that.” “I’m sorry.” “It’s okay. The times are tough. I know you’re doing your best.” He paused. “Hikaru… Is he there?” “In his room.” “…Can we talk?”

, I asked. "Ooh!! ,Yes am sorry",he said quickly. "I am Christopher Regines, the great cook of this house", he said, smirking. "Oh funny ", I said, still laughing. "Ya fun to be with", I said. "Yes count that on me, you will love your little stay in here", he said , as he took my hands kissed it. "Take her to her room", Drake said, as he walked past us. Where was his sexy thing, didn't she follow him or what.

I said, enunciating each word, "because you mistake trash for treasure." Wendy's face froze. I continued, "Wendy, you've always wondered how a 'poor researcher' like me could afford a standalone villa in Starlit Bay for our wedding home, haven't you?" I turned my head toward the now-pale, trembling Shawn. "Go." My voice wasn't loud, but carried an unmistakable command. "Turn on the largest LED display in your showroom. Connect it to my phone." Overwhelmed by my aura, he obeyed almost instinctively despite his confusion.

“What are you doing here, Panda?” Her embrace was incredibly tight, but Chris was still so startled. He wondered how Pandora knew about the hidden spot, which he had specifically built for a certain purpose and situation. For a moment, his green eyes fixed on Kingston standing there. Standing not too far away with a straight and steady posture.

I ask him "Chase," he tells me softly I nod as he helps me grab my bag from beside the bed. I pulled on the front of the collar of the shirt I was wearing to look at my shirt. It was torn in so many places, "Aww, this was my favourite cardigan shirt," I say sadly, "My address is 253 Addison Drive," I tell him and he nods, typing my words into his phone with his free hand as he carries me downstairs as if I weigh nothing.

"MASTER IS CALLING you downstairs." Lily- a middle-aged woman who works here informed me this ten minutes ago. I took five for making the tough choice of going downstairs or not; another five to sob, struggle, and whine to get out of this warm bed. It's said the surroundings do manage to convey a lot about someone's personality better than their behavior or actions can and Alessio's place says a lot about him, the way everything is so perfectly in place, nothing a little diagonal, or something that appears to be out of this respective place-perfectly ordered- just like how he carries himself, nothing dusty or stained-polished with perfection-again like him.

I couldn't comprehend what had happened to him last night but I didn't give much thought to it. Instead of going back to the office he went towards the ruby beach. It was one of my favorite places in Jefferson. He parked on a side in the lot. He moved out and was walking towards my side probably to open the door for me but I beat him to it. He scowled at me but said nothing. I couldn't walk with my heels so I got rid of them and placed them in the car. He towered over me, more than before. I felt intimidated but I didn't show it.

I looked over at him, “what...what are you doing here?” He put his hand on my back and gently pushed against me as the door opened. I stepped in looking up at him awaiting an answer. There was something wrong with this whole picture. He hit the button to the garage shrugging, “I had a meeting in the building and decided to check on you.” I nodded looking up at him, “well I got the job so you better get to looking for me a place.” Lucas smiled down at me, “I already have you a place.”