روايات وقصص ضمن It's Called A Hustle Sweetheart

Dahlia's Point of View Even the air felt fresher after I freed myself from that cage of lies and betrayal. I didn't feel tired at all despite my four-hour flight. Instead, I was filled with a sense of ease and relief, reminiscent of a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. I was speaking to Mina Vulpona, my new colleague, when my phone vibrated. It was Sylvia. She had sent me a photo of her wearing the winner's crown for the Bridal Queen Tournament. She was standing next to the dress I had created, and Felix and Leon were standing on either side of her.

Beautiful said with a smile on her face. "Gladly," Emma said, following her out of the room. They were both in an elevator going to Mr. Anderson's office when Mrs.Beautiful started talking "You can call me Daphne. I must warn you, answer his questions precisely, don't beat around the bush, he hates that. Trust me when I say he is a good man, You'll surely be considered if he likes you". Daphne said smiling. They both stepped out of the elevator when Daphne stopped by her desk. "This is my desk," Daphne said to Emma but she already knew that because there was a nameplate with her name Daphne Johnson written on it for everyone to see.

I needed a bath, some sleep, and maybe a brain reset. My phone buzzed in the cup holder. Zuki glanced down lazily, then her eyes narrowed. “Who is Sugar Crush?” My heart tripped. The name “Sugar Crush” glowed on the screen. I snatched the phone so fast I almost hit the horn. “No one.” “Your ‘no one’ is calling.” I swallowed and, without thinking, slid my fingers through my hair, fluffing it a little. I straightened my glasses. My back suddenly felt too stiff so I sat up straighter.

"Hey sweetheart, you make my heart flutter. I'm so happy knowing that you were jealous towards my cousin. I called her sweetheart because she was only ten; she was asking for help on her assignment." "Cousin? The fudge! Did I hear it right? It was his cousin he called sweetheart! You are so stupid, Keisha. You didn't even notice and just asked! She was just asking for help. This is embarrassing; I can't even look directly into his eyes." "Still sulking, my sweetheart? Come on, you're my only sweetheart." "W-what about your cousin? You should go." He hugged me from behind, which made me stiffen. I felt like all the blood in my body rushed to my head. I can't really calm down every time we hav

On the other hand sukoon maheen reached there collage and sahil was already standing there he saw sukoon and maheen and smiles, both the friends went towards him and sahil asked “HEY sweethearts ,why are you both late today? Listing sweetheart word from sahil’s mouth maheen turn red like tomato sukoon gives her smirk which make her more red, sukoon says we get late because of traffic sahil nobbled his head says ok let’s go for our class we are getting late, three of them went from there and reached there classroom.

I watched them go from the front window, the house pulling me firmly back when I tried to follow. The Reynolds arrived eager and unaware. They had a four year old daughter named Harper who immediately claimed the upstairs room with the best lake view. I observed their first days with renewed focus. Harper talked to me within the first week, leaving drawings near the basement door. Rachel found them and asked gentle questions. Harper pointed at the stairs. “The lady is sad and wants help.”

I said keeping my voice steady, “every dish on our menu is our best. If you’re looking for fancy tricks, you won’t find them here. But if you’re looking for food with heart, you came to the right place.” His friend stifled a laugh. The man in the suit tilted his head, studying me, clearly not used to being spoken to that way. “And you are?” he asked. “Vanessa Taylor,” I said, lifting my chin. “Owner of Hearth & Home.” For a split second, surprise flickered across his face, gone almost before I caught it. He leaned back in his chair, the corner of his mouth curving into something between a smirk and a dare “Fine then,” he said. “Impress me, Miss Taylor.”

As the call ended, I stared at my phone, my heart pounding. Jess, who had been listening, leaned in. “Why do you look like you just accidentally signed up for a secret mission?” I exhaled. “Because I’m about to do something really bold.” She smirked. “I like bold. Spill.” I grabbed my bag. “I’m about to get Sweet Delights into the White House.” Jess gasped so loud, people outside probably heard it. “PENELOPE, WHAT THE ACTUAL—” I slapped her mouth shut before she could finish her sentence, the laptop dinging with notifications got our attention, turning both our attentions to the screen, likes, follows, comments, everything that happens on I*******m happened.

So it ended up being Dove. “We are not doing that, Buddie,” Finn said with furrowed brows. “Your mom had already come up with a name…” “You guys made her,” Nill suddenly said. “I'm her family, too. Why can I name her?” The rest of the people burst out laughing. “Did you just say that they made her?” Bradley asked. Nill sighed deeply. “But I'm right,” he said. “Her name is Raven. Raven for intelligence, okay?”

The yard was beautifully decorated with pastel ribbons, balloons, and a large cake at the center. “Dorothy! We’ve been waiting so long!” Chloe ran up and hugged her. “Good afternoon, Mr. Everest—” “We’re not at work today. Just call me Stefan,” he cut in, smiling. “If you say so,” Chloe chuckled, taking Dorothy by the hand. “Come on, let me show you everything you’ve missed!” “Hey, man,” Harrison greeted Stefan, walking up with Levi at his side. “You’re really living the dream, huh? From a planned marriage to expecting a baby. What’s next?” Levi teased. Harrison gave him a light smack on the shoulder to hush him.