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And then the gifts began. Day one, he sent me a box of thriller books I once mentioned to him in passing, books I said I wanted to read someday when I had time. Though THE HUNTER was amongst those books- which is my favorite thriller book, I wasn’t moved. Day two, a pair of dolls exactly like the ones I told him I collected as a child. Cute, I’m still not impressed. Day three, a designer bag I had jokingly added to my cart many months ago.

After three or four more days of him there daily, Arianna was starting to get used to his cheerful voice and his guffaws, or the serious talks with the Chairman and others about hacienda affairs while they drink coffee after lunch wherein he appeared solid in his authority, and she wondered if Eric would be like him when he grew old because he already was good about being imposing and autocratic, anyway. She didn’t dwell on the little pricks of pain she felt thinking this. She was missing him so much. At the end of the first week, a worker from the office brought two boxes to the house. He said one of the family drivers brought them from Manila with an instruction from Eric they were to be d

A delivery every hour, it seemed. Gift number eight: a first edition of a classic fashion photography book. Gift number nine: a beautiful silk scarf in shades of blue and silver. Gift number ten: 28 letter expressing how he felt the first day he met me. Gift number eleven: A magazine about me with pictures. Gift number twelve: a gourmet chocolate assortment. Gift number thirteen: a subscription to a prestigious international fashion magazine. Gift number fourteen: a delicate silver bracelet. Each gift was clearly expensive, and felt incredibly personal.

I’d known it was too much to hope the initial visit from Alex Darte was the last I’d see of Caleb, so I wasn’t surprised when the persistent bastard sent more gifts. Each day, a different gift was delivered to my office, each as extravagant and superficial as the roses—designer jewelry, high-end perfumes, branded handbags, clothes and shoes, gift cards for exclusive spa weekends, tickets to high-end opera or Broadway shows. I threw away or burned every single gift, but they just kept coming. Surprisingly, instead of fury, Kade reacted in a different way—he sent gifts of his own. The first one was a mug with the brand ‘Alpha’s favorite’ on it. Along with it was a note: Kade’s, not Caleb's.

When he announces to me that the debt is paid, I very softly agree with him, knowing the hearing of the Fae King is better than most wolves. I watch the shock that plays across Cara’s face as she unwraps the gift. She knows exactly what it is and how precious it is. Her quiet ‘thank you’ has Kai purring in my head. The gift is perfect. As she clutches the book, she looks around and meets my gaze. Does she realize that it’s from me? There are very few individuals that could pull this off. Well, in truth, only one. Me. But she probably doesn’t know that. I nod my head in acknowledgement of her thanks. Maybe then she’ll realize that it was me. That I know exactly who she is and how special she,

"You should be embarrassed to call that a gift! I've never ever seen such a cheap gift in my life!" She kept waving the book in her hand as she spoke. "Cheap? I gave you a practice book to help you increase your knowledge. Isn't that a good thing? Don't you know that knowledge is the most precious wealth there is? It's so much better than those useless bags and shoes you have." Francine gritted her teeth and scoffed. "I wouldn't be this p*ssed if you didn't give me a practice book meant for elementary school kids!" "Well… I was kinda worried you wouldn't be able to do the practice question if I gave you any higher than that."

Yea, feel lucky kid, it's not everyday someone donates anything here, well to be exact, not everyone read books" This time Siberia was smiling like crazy. "If I pay you as much as this book cost....." "No no, keep it for free", Mr. Joy spoke, waving his hands as if flying a bug away. "It's your birthday either way, consider this a gift from your old pal" "Ahjussi!", Siberia hugged Mr. Joy before leaving, with a wide smile on her face.

He greeted me. “Oh, hi! What’s with the call?” “Have you opened it?” “Huh?” “The notif says you received the delivery box so, I guess you opened it already.” “Whoa?!” I widened my eyes and glanced at the delivery box. So, it was Raylie’s doing. “Wait! Did you just purchase me books?” “Well, I heard you love paperbacks. I can’t think of something to give you as a Christmas gift, so I just copy what the guy gives you.”

She explained. He went on to untie the ribbons and then opened it, inside was a red, small pillow, a book was lying peacefully on it and a note was by it's side, he picked it up. "Ouu, another gift from another girl. She doesn't know your ass doesn't read shit." Lillian said. The note read; The light of knowledge never dims down as long as they're still enough books to go round. Warmest regards from us at TVB It caused a small smile on his face, the book itself was a little weird. The cover was attractive, a battered looking hands that was on cuffs, it held two flowers.