Lirik Lagu Exo Don T Go Novels & Stories

“I thought if she felt humiliated, I’d feel... peace.” “And do you?” He hesitated. “No,” he admitted. “But I can’t stop.” Grace whispered, “Then I will.” He spun. “What does that mean?” “It means you have seven days.” Her voice was steel. “Exile her, or you lose me.” Ethan’s mouth opened. “Grace—” “No. No more speeches. No more promises.” Her voice cracked. “You told me I was your future. But all I see now is someone who keeps looking back.”

Men’s words were meant to be taken lightly, nothing more. This time, he did not stop her from leaving. He remained until she was gone and then disappeared into the night. Back in her room, Remi began packing. She was preparing to go to a mining site for sampling. To be cautious, she had two phones with her. As she powered on her old phone to charge it, the ringtone suddenly blared. She froze, staring at the caller ID, her expression darkening. Finally, she sighed and swiped to answer. “Hello?”

: Swipe nohchyeo beorilkkabwa (Don't easily miss the chance because of fearness) Gueman nohchyeo beorilkkabwa (If you stop, you will miss the chance) Geokjeongmalgo mid-eobwayo (Just trust me, don't worry) Naui kkum-eur ithjimayo (Don't lose my dream) Oh~~ Sykes & Laron: Geokjeongmalgo mid-eobwayo (Just trust me, don't worry)

He whispered, pressing a kiss to my forehead and left the room saying he will get my bag and then order something for us. I want to tell him that even I am crazy about him, but after everything that happened to Di, I am scared to take such step no matter what. The day I don’t feel scared and not get the matter related to Di in my head, then maybe… who knows. **** “I don’t want to go.” I mumbled hugging him tightly and he hugged me back chuckling. “Even I don’t want you to go. It will be really late by the time you reach there. I will come with you.” He mumbled, making me smile.

“You look terrible. I’m not leaving you like this.” “So what do you want to do?” He stared at me, exhausted. “Wait until I finish drinking?” “When you’re done, I’ll call a driver and take you home.” “No,” he muttered. “Mila will—” “I don’t care about Mila. I care about you. Let me take you home.” “Alina… never mind.” “No, Zach. I insist. Don’t make me call some guys to drag you out.” He sighed, defeated. “Fine. I’m done. I’m tired. Just… take me home.”

I froze. I had never imagined that he hadn't signed the divorce agreement. "Why didn't you sign it? Weren't you the one who couldn't wait to get rid of me? I've already kept the promise I made to Donna Nostra. What we had should've ended a long time ago."

He wasn't in a meeting; he was at an award ceremony with Chelsea. And only when he had a free moment did he suddenly remember the pregnant wife he had abandoned. But no matter how many times he called or messaged, he would never be able to reach me. It wasn't until his assistant, Aaron Miller, sent him a text that he realized what was happening. "Mr. Cox, Mrs. Cox is gone. She sent the divorce papers… along with the organ transplant agreement from six years ago."

She gave him a small smile and said, "But she used to…" She paused when his phone's screen lit up once again, indicating that Freya was calling him again. "Receive her call. It must be urgent. After all, is your girl—" He corrected her by saying, "Ex-girlfriend." "Yeah, ex-girlfriend." Dane sighed and glanced at his phone. His eyes shone with a little hesitation. He waited for a moment so that Freya could cut the call. But she called him again and again. Lately, he received the call.

“You will only belong to me.” Another finger joined, and I was slowly losing my senses. My hands traveled lower to his shoulders and his muscled back, my nails digging into his flesh. Another wave of heat rushed through me, and I could feel a powerful surge building inside me. It kept growing as his fingers moved, increasing their pace. I arched my back and pushed my hips, urging him deeper, needing more. I was close—so close— He stopped and raised himself above me, braced on his arms. Then he whispered in a strangely restless voice, “Asena.”

I knew I was taking a big risk and that Easton probably won't listen to me but I had to try. I couldn't let Logan kill him. It was stupid of me but I just couldn't. “If you don't like it here, you can always go back to prison.” Logan said in a nonchalant manner and l glared at him. “Don't you dare send me back there. Easton won't come to check in on me again. I don't think there's a need for me to go there.” I stated and he took slow and steady strides forward until he was right in front of me, and then his hand snaked around my neck but his grip wasn't tight.