Novel & Cerita I Love You 3000 Gifts

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"Hey, guys! My name is Brie and welcome to my channel. Before we get started, go ahead and like, subscribe, and click on that notification bell, so you're always up to date with my weekly videos!" The man's eyes fixed intently on the screen as he placed it back on the stand, and rested against the back of his chair. "Choosing a gift for a love interest can be quite difficult when you don't know what they like, so today, I'm going to give you three ways you can accurately choose what they'd absolutely love!" The video progressed.

"Can you tell me how rich you are because $600k is a crazy amount to spend." "I'm a billionaire." "That makes sense. I'll pay you back though every cent though." "It's a gift. You can feel free to take the card whenever you want." "Has anyone ever told you that you know how to make girls feel extremely special?" "No, but I'm glad you do." ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺

"I want to make all of you happy by rewarding you for being my loyal fans!" A deafening cheer which consumes almost half of the arena vibrates from our session. "I have a special thing for you which I will announce at the end of sharing of the gifts." "I can't wait to get it! " I giggle in ecstasy, reacting more out of personal instinct than a response to his statement. I wait to see what he has in store for me, only to be surprised beyond my wildest dreams. An iPhone 14 Pro Max, the latest version of Apples Laptop, an appreciation letter specially written by him and a cash price worth three hundred thousand dollars all in the large parcel he presents to me.

Marissa felt a surge of gratitude, knowing that these gifts were not just material items but symbols of the love and support that surrounded her. Among the gifts, one particularly caught her attention—a beautifully bound book filled with handwritten recipes from the village's oldest residents. This was a treasure she had always wanted, as cooking had been a cherished pastime shared with her mother. The book was a collection of family recipes, each page telling a story of love, tradition, and the joy of gathering around the table. As Marissa flipped through the pages, she could almost hear the laughter of her family and friends echoing through the years.

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“Yeah, but you gave me new stuff, I’ve used it till now—used means old. Selling it now only gets thirty percent.” Kendall lowered her head, counting on her fingers. “Besides, we broke up this year, and you gave me those things years ago. I’ve only used them this year and wore them out. That means I used your gifts while we were still friends. Now we’re not, so I’m paying you back!” ***

“Why are you giving me these? What is this for? You think you can just send me away, let your fiancée take my place, and then win me back with pretty gifts? I don't want them, Nico. I don't need them.” “Please, Ava,” Nico said, sounding almost desperate. He stepped closer, holding them out further. “Just take them. Look at them. I am not trying to buy you, I know I am far from perfect. But I swear to you… I am trying. I am trying my absolute best to do right by you, even when I don't know how. Please… just accept them. Let me show you how much you mean to me.”

he asked me while I smiled naughtily and he saw me in disbelief as he realized what I was up to. "No, you can't do that here." he said and I started kissing him passionately while ripping his shirt button off from the shirt. He was standing with his shirt open and his naked chest out to the show. I slowly kissed his nipples while he groaned and pushed me against the wall and kissed me on my lips by grabbing me by my waist and started kissing on my neck. "Please give me some love bites. We don't know for how many days we need to hide like this and show our love to each other. I want to live with you three. I can't bear all this separation and all." I cried to him who wiped my tears and spoke.

“Pretending about what?” Amelia lifted her head slowly. Her eyes met his, glossy but determined. “About how I feel.” The room seemed to still. Ricardo froze, his body reacting before his mind could catch up. “Feel… how?” Her hands clenched in her lap. “I like you. No—” She shook her head, forcing the truth out. “I love you.” The words fell between them like fragile glass.