Komik 19 Days Novels & Stories

Nick Sanford added and he smiled devilishly. No! I shook my head. I continuously shook my head as I lifted my chin and looked at the ruthless mafia leader in front of me. "I-I don't t-think I can make him f-fall in love with me, sir." The corner of his lips rose and his gaze intensified. He glanced at his man who immediately nodded and spoke. "Blue Rivers. 29 years old. Orphan. Your dream is to become a doctor but you didn't finish college due to poverty. Now working as a janitress in a hospital and a part time waitress in a bar…"

Unfortunately, before I could even take two steps, someone grabbed my arm and yanked me back. Zachary. What the hell. Not today… please not today. “So now you’re pretending I don’t exist?” he said with a mocking smile. “Why? Regretting the day you decided to mess with me?” “I’m not in the mood to fight today,” I answered tiredly. “Can we continue this tomorrow?” My vision was already starting to blur. “You mean you can’t handle me,” Zachary scoffed arrogantly. “You started this little game, and now you’re backing out?”

Chapter Nine Day Three Thursday. The next day, Bisola woke up reluctantly to the jingling of the alarm beside her. Bisola opened her eyes first, and then she rubbed her with her backhand, last night was too awesome for her, she and Tolani her friend scout every clothing store in the city, they are not necessarily buying everything, but they just wish to share more time together, both understand that, they might not have the time to share together like this in the future.

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He scoffed and Audrey looked at him surprised. “Did you just say that to me?” “Of course.” “What happened to you being nice?” “Do you know how hard it was for me to act that way? Come on, I tried my best. I gave you six days off from 90 days of work, it's the least I could do.” “90 days of work? Six days off? What the fuck are you talking about?” “Well, you have always asked me why I kidnapped you.” He started his statement as he put his hands in his pant pocket and walked around the room slowly.

The day had come and gone and the next day had already started, people were still talking about the whole incident. New versions of the story had even emerged. One was that Derek had blinded Kareem's left eye, the next was that Kareem was sleeping with Adaobi. Janet couldn't even keep up with the rumors anymore. She couldn't help but giggle at how stupid they were being.

‘In less than an hour it’ll be feeding time at the pet hotel and I don’t want to be late,’ she lamented, pulling free and rolling over to vacate his bed at a frantic pace. ‘The staff don’t mind me going to give Piglet breakfast because he wouldn’t eat otherwise. But they do like me to fit in with their routine and they don’t like visitors between eight and nine in the morning.’ Barely able to credit that harried explanation, Andrea sat up. ‘Give me a moment,’ he urged tautly. ‘Are you telling me that you’re running over there every single morning to feed that animal?’ ‘Evenings too … he has a very tiny tummy,’ Elena told him defensively. ‘You should see him on the webcam in his kennel … he’s

The both of them stared at each other, each having different thoughts running through their minds. A fake relationship for ninety nine days? Zoey wondered if it would be right thing accepting his deal. Well, that would be for the benefit of the both of them. Besides, she was the one who brought up the idea. She blinked her eyes and looked down, avoiding his hard stare. She cleared her throat and responded, "If that would help the situation, I would do it. But you are been confident about me falling in love with you during these ninety nine days then it's absurd."

If it wasn't him, it would be painfully awkward. I felt a pang of frustration. Mr. Y and I had been going back and forth for three months. We were supposed to meet before the national holiday. My chat background was a selfie Mr. Y had sent, focusing on his hand, which I had begged him to share for ages. His fingers were slender and beautifully shaped, with nails that glowed a soft, pale pink. I had finally come across a soulmate whose chat topics matched mine perfectly, and the hand was so beautiful. Even just the part shown in the photo hit all the points I loved.

And when I finally made it to my bed, alone under the twelve-thousand-thread-count sheets, I didn’t even pretend to reach for Victor’s side. I reached for myself instead, biting the pillow so the staff wouldn’t hear whose name I was moaning when I came a second time that night. Twenty-nine days. God, I was already losing count.