روايات وقصص ضمن Lock Me Up, But Not My Heart

I ask with a hand to my heart taking deep breath to try to calm my racing heart “Common man, why do I need to knock when I know you were expecting me? Do not be chicken, it is not like I just barged in and intentionally startled you” I know he is right but I would not let him know that… “But that does not mean you can not knock. What if you walked in on me doing something which obviously I would not want you being a spectator of huh?” I ask, wiggling my brows at him. He laughs and takes a sit, then says, “If you were actually doing something you did not want me being a spectator of, you would not leave your door unlocked and without the secretary present” damn him for being a smart ass

Nathan was gritting his teeth, it seems that he didn't like her confession. "No, he told me to call him when we return home," she said boldly. There was no use of hiding it, he will find it eventually. "He..he gave me his calling card, so I accepted it. But I don't have any intention of calling him," she said defensively. "No intention of calling him," he mimicked. "The mere fact that accepted his calling card was a sign that you wanted to communicate with that jerk!" Nathan's voice was like thunder.

"Everyone is at the medical center, would you like to be there?" “Yeah, sure...I'll be there in a minute. Would you excuse me?" She quickly hid the phone and the note under the box, walked to the door, and opened it. The door had a special unlocking mechanism that required a card from the outside, but from the inside, it was just like a normal door.

I have ruin my life… I am tired of all of this … Perhaps I should walk away, No one deserve any of this … But Musadiq, why? I loved you. .. even more than you can ever imagine, Despite knowing you have another woman in your life. .. I still do … But he was just too blind to see , She cleaned off the tears in her eyes as she walked wondering if she would ever see a cab in the estate… Hmmm, Suddenly a car parked beside her. Luqman .. “Get in …” He said

I knew Mom would be here in a twinkle of an eye if I did. The call ended abruptly, and I tiptoed to the bed from underneath, drawing a 'Glock 17 Gen 5 Mos'. My heart stopped beating in that suspended moment, with the incandescent rays of the bulb above shining brightly from the revolver. My face furrowed into a deeper scowl as I held the gun behind my ass like the cops in TV shows. Despite the fact that I was armed, my heart rate increased, and I inhaled deeply, summoning the courage to confront who was on the other side of the door.

Her face was filled with disbelief as she pleaded, "No, Joaquin. Please listen to me. I didn't mean to hurt anyone. I just wanted to be with you. "When we were little, you loved me the most. Don't you remember? You said you wanted to be with me when we grew up. Now that Serena is out of the way, we can finally be together." Joaquin acted as if he didn't hear her. He kneeled down and strangled her while shouting, "I'll turn you into a wax figure myself. Let's see how you like the feeling of hot wax being poured over you. I'll pull your nails out, one by one. Then, I'll use a hook to reach down your throat and mess up your insides!"

"Honey, what's the meaning of this?" I stared directly into her eyes. "That's Chase Morrison's favorite watch. What happened? He didn't want it?" "Don't you dare accuse me of anything! This was meant for you." "We've been married seven years. When have I ever worn a watch?" My expression turned mocking, my gaze ice cold. "Just tell me the truth. Where were you entertaining clients last night?" Her expression turned guilty and she started stumbling over her words. "At a restaurant, of course."

I put the document away and said coldly, "In the past, I also never thought that the person who told me he'd always place me as the top priority in his heart would keep disappointing me over and over again, and betray me for all the eight years we spent together." Misty added lightly, "Nessie, since you're finally free now, the rest of your life will only shine as brightly as a diamond. You'll never have to compromise for anybody else's sake anymore."

he ook another step, leaning forward, his voice dropping an octave, "—get what I want. A win-win." I pushed past him, fuming. "You're disgusting." "And you're desperate," he yelled after me. "Desperation has a way of making people consider options they might have otherwise overlooked." I didn't turn around. My hands were trembling by the time I made it to the locker room. I opened my locker and held my head in my palms, trying to swallow the lump growing in my chest. I couldn't cry. Not here and definitely not now. Here we go, I thought.

“And if that happens… I’ll lose you forever.” He gave a small, heartbreaking smile. “If I have to lose you, I’d rather it be for a little while.” Before I could speak, he raised his hand then plunged it straight into his own chest. I froze as he pulled out a still-beating, fiery red heart. Without hesitation, he pressed it into one of the locks on my door. A grotesque head sprouted from the lock, swallowed the heart whole, and let out a loud click. One lock undone.