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No scandal except for the recent one," Liam gulped at last because Kyle glared at him. It was true that he had taken advantage of Ashlyn and raped her, but at that time, Liam also had his part. Kyle asked him about the girl he met in the garden, but Liam thought he was asking about Helen, who went to meet him, so he gave him Helen's information that she was a slut, throwing herself on rich men. Kyle's blood boiled; he thought a girl like her, with low character and low self-esteem, defamed him with a letter. Kyle thought that maybe the letter Ashlyn wrote herself and blamed Kyle. Because of that misunderstanding, he lost his self-control. But now, Ashlyn was his wife and his life, so he woul

I pushed the door and saw a sweating Noah on top of a smirking chole. Noah was the first boy i thought was different from the rest that didn't fall for my shameless sister. We meet in a cute way when he walk up to me when I was seeing a movie at the mall with Angela and said i reall like you stuttering and i was a blushing mess . I have started to really like him and our relationship was going smoothly up until this moment. I thought he was my happily ever after ,silly me!. My life was shitty. Now look at me crying in the middle of nowhere barefooted . I left my bags in his house not like I have any money in it,and my shoes .

Every time we were together, Noah had lingered there. It turned out that spot reminded him of his first love. Every bit of tenderness I'd believed in had been an illusion. The truth struck me like a bolt of lightning. I let out a hollow laugh and went straight to the hospital that night to have the mole removed. Exhausted, I collapsed into bed as soon as I got home. In a fitful sleep, Noah's face kept appearing and fading away. All that remained was his voice, scolding me, calling me shameless.

They weren't merely angry. They were disappointed... almost as if he'd already given up on me long ago. For some strange reason, that look made my chest tighten. Wait... why am I feeling guilty? I don't even know these people. "You are unrepentant and still as villainous as ever. You don't value your life, and I shall show no mercy." "Spare me the theatrics." "Brother, please..." the rabbit girl knelt beside me, her eyes brimming with tears.

Going outside my comfort zone is when I wear red lipstick before five PM. That comfort zone of mine? It’s smashed to smithereens on a wild night in Las Vegas when I met—and married—Liam Gallagher. One click He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not now! Not ready for Petal Plucker to end? Sign up for an exclusive bonus chapter! Read a chapter in Jacob’s perspective after he and Dani kiss for the first time…

I instantly wanted a shower from the inside out even as her song rose in volume, her magic vibrating the repellant glamour into bits until it broke apart and vanished with one last gasp of energy. Liam collapsed, exposed skin slick with sweat, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he wheezed for air. Shaylee slid back into place, giving me control. It's done, she whispered, feeling exhausted but full of anger. The worst kind of glamour, Syd. Thrall tied to hate. Liam's eyes slid forward, lids drooping, but this time when he saw me, he didn't fight. Instead, the hand I held between my own twitched ever so slightly. His lips closed, opened again, a thin sound emerging.

Gerard was notorious for being a prankster, so he didn't care about his sister's annoyance, instead grinning innocently. "Ran away," Sera replied lightly. "Wow." Gerard was surprised by Sera's answer. There was an escaped slave. Of course this wasn't good news. "You lost him?" "Riel and Hoper are looking for him," Sera replied lazily. Because she couldn't do anything. "Don't tell me you didn't put a tracking device on him?" asked Gerard. Sera fell silent. Gerard couldn't believe that his sister, who distrusted people easily, could let a slave out without a tracking device.

“Harper, do you think I’m playing with you?” “Isn’t that what this is?” She arched her brows and met his cold, piercing gaze. “Mr. Gallagher, I’m here to work at GG Group, not to play at romance. Please show me some respect!” ***

“No, not a thing. So that’s good.” True, Ashley was glad he wasn’t spreading it around that she was being his submissive, or that he was training her—that would be so embarrassing —but of course he wouldn’t. But it would be nice if he’d mentioned something about having met an interesting woman or started an interesting project, or anything at all that referred to what they were doing. But, of course, she was just being silly. Saying nothing was the best course. And she knew Darien Gallagher was a very private man. In a way, she was surprised he even had a F******k page. But in this day and age, of course he would.