I Don T Wanna Go Mister Stark Novels & Stories

The bar was dark or maybe it was just my eyes being puffy from crying. I had to make sure Roberts didn’t follow me because he had insisted that the bar was too rough and dangerous for someone of my status—I knew he meant to say personality. Well I didn’t care anymore. If my husband and best friend could join forces and betray me, why should I care? I sauntered over to the bartender and flashed a smile. “Vodka please” I said and he stared at me, tilting his head to the side.

she said sarcastically. “Well, I became an assistant too but I was treated well,” I said proudly. “Then, why did you leave?” she asked. I don’t want to answer that. It could lead somewhere that I wouldn’t want to explain. “I thought there was no photoshoot for Bobby. What are these pictures for?” I asked. “They’re meeting for the article itself. It’s going to be an online meeting so there's really no need to be jealous,” she said. “I’m not jealous,” I said.

he had promised. I had been moved and left the temple to be with him. Was he just trying to get me to leave the temple all these while? Did he want to manipulate me to stay with him? Was the love I gave a tool to chain me? I steadied by breath. "Alright. Cancel the Marking," I sand and walked out without hesitation. .as a left, I missed the confusion that flickered in Lucas's eyes. I spent that night packing up.The flight I booked was leaving tomorrow and I was healed enough.

Documents I’d need—birth certificate, passport, things I couldn’t replace. I’d texted Damon Saturday night to make sure he wouldn’t be there. Me: I’m coming by the apartment Sunday at 2 PM to get the rest of my things. Please don’t be there. No response. I took that as agreement. Jessica offered to come with me but I told her no. This was something I needed to do alone. One final trip to close that chapter completely. The doorman recognized me when I walked in. “Mrs. Sterling.” “Just Eve,” I said. “I’m not using Sterling anymore.”

Stav asked, looking amused. "No, thanks," I said, ignoring the bile rising in my throat. "I'd rather not be in the same room as yours." "For God's sake, Alice, do you not trust me at all?" he said with a clenched jaw and threw his hands in the air. "Come with me, or stay here and listen to their moans. Your choice."

I will never hear someone calling me “mom, “ while smiling at me, wrapping its tiny arms around me. No birthdays, no first steps, no hugging my baby in a soft blanket. My vision blurs and what’s more painful is the knowledge that this innocent baby did nothing wrong to deserve this. I don’t have the right to take its life away and never give it a chance in this world. Arthur has no right to do this either. “No. “ I declare and put down the papers. “You were right, Doctor. I won’t do it. “ I get up from my seat and the doctor tips his head. “I think you did the right thing, Miss Stark. “ Once I'm out of the clinic I walk confidently towards the black jeep. The blond man opens the door for me

"If you don't want to come with me, so freeze here. I don't need a stubborn servant like you." A second later, Mister Cold turned and walked away. Just then, Amber begged, "Please take me to Adam Smith." In an instant, the man stopped walking. Doubt had filled his heart. However, after a moment of silence, he moved again. Mister Cold couldn't be weak just because of a woman. "I know you know him, or perhaps you are enemies. But wouldn't it be nice if you sent me to him? You can live in peace while he's distracted by my presence."

he said goodbye to me. "Iloveyoutoo" I responded and the line went end. I slowly handed the phone to him. Waiting for his question but it didn't come. "I need to go home" I said as I continued eating. "I said you are going to stay here." he said immediately. I looked at him annoyed as he resisted the cold stare. "Stop pestering me Andrei. Me fvcking with you doesn't mean anything but pure lust. You can grab any girls outside and fvck them anytime you want."

It was a little more like he knew what was involved in obtaining it and he really wasn't happy about having to do it. "Do you know what you are asking?" he asked her incredulously. "Do you?" she asked him back as casually as she could. Mister thought about it for a moment and then he came to a conclusion... those bitches were clearly going to die one way or the other. 'What the hell,' he thought to himself. He took a deep breath before he apprehensively agreed to her terms, praying to his great grandmother the whole time he was trying to hide the fear in his eyes.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize your precious image was the only thing that mattered. Forgive me for not caring anymore.” Storm’s jaw clenched as they stepped outside into the cool night air. His fingers dug into her wrist as he dragged her toward his car parked near the curb. "Get in." “Let go of me, Storm,” Scarlet hissed, her eyes flashing with fury. “I can take care of myself.” “You’ve clearly been doing a great job of that,” he muttered sarcastically, yanking open the passenger door. "Get. In." She stood still, her stubbornness rising to the surface. “I’m not your puppet. You don’t get to order me around.”