Masterpiece 2 Novels & Stories

An average-heighted man with thick red hair and freckles on both sides of his face is sitting on a stack of tires. He leans his both hands on a walking stick as I approach him. I see the luggage open in front of him and traces of white powder on top of his nostrils. I'm sure as hell that he's had a good sniff. At this state, he can do anything. So I keep my distance. "I can assure you she'll go for nothing less than twenty grands," the Master says again, taking another sniff on a small stool beside him. “No one can be worth that amount,” I reply, my eyes fixed on the luggage.

"All in-suite. Master has a balcony view of the eastern waterline." The master bedroom opened into a wide space with floor-to-ceiling windows behind sliding armored glass doors. The bedframe was still there, dusty but untouched. A built-in closet lined the left wall, deep enough to get lost in. The bathroom held a sunken tub, dual sinks, and a rain shower that could drench a crowd. Each of the other rooms was unique. One painted in muted navy with a fireplace and vintage sconces. Another with faded lavender walls and mirrored closet doors. All of them carried ghosts of former beauty, waiting for resurrection.

That day changed her from the sweet and lovable girl she was to the girl am living with Well everybody deserted her but not me She's more than my boss she's my daughter And I'll do everything within my power to keep her safe and maybe help her find love But the only thing bothering is why would my mistress buy a male slave? We have so many maids in the mansion so what's the need to buy a male slave? It's kinda weird ! I exhaled deeply and covered my self with the duvet and drafted off to sleep Next morning..... I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave

Which font size is bigger, size five or size four? Joseph: [Size four.] Monica: [Hehe, I guessed size four too! I’m so smart—I deserve a little cake as a reward!] Joseph: [Hmm…] Compared to accepting that Joseph had cheated, what I found even harder to swallow was that the other woman was Monica Martin. My chest felt painfully tight. When Joseph came out of the bathroom, I handed him the phone. On the chat screen, Monica had thrown out another question: [Which two keys are copy and paste? I forgot again!]

Five years later, Aurora Tech's valuation surpassed one hundred billion dollars, cementing its position as a global leader in AI. I was named Forbes "Tech Personality of the Year," the cover headline declaring: [The Code King: From Outsourced Programmer to Tech Giant.] My company had moved into a landmark skyscraper in the city center. My office occupied the top floor, offering a panoramic view of the entire skyline. One day, my assistant informed me of an unusual visitor. "Mr. Bart, Peter Mahone—the former VP from your old company—says he has urgent business with you."

she paused, looked at Dianna's eyes. "And his name is... Doctor Klaud Anderson." Dianna felt dumb and was speechless. She... she couldn't utter a single word nor look at her little sister's eyes. What will happen if their paths cross again? Can Dianna accept and embrace the truth that there's no way of escaping from her new Master or it would be false hope for the both of them?

"Panashe, I'm not happy." "Well if it makes you feel any better, I'm not either. I doubt anyone is but you should be. With all the privilege that you have." I said a little too sassy for my own liking. I figured Master William was drunk and soft. He looked at me wearily before going up the stairs, I followed behind him. He seemed tipsy. He struggled with removing his attire, I helped him making sure not to touch where I should be or should have. Once he was down to his undergarments he let out a sigh and got in the blankets. I thought he was about to sleep but he wouldn't.

Doris was clearly sidestepping my question, yet the onlookers seemed to interpret her behavior as an admission of my alleged degradation. Jennifer's voice rose above the murmurs, her arms waving with fervor. "Guys, if we turn a blind eye today, who will stand for us when our time comes? Today, we are the judges of the mistress! For this shameless mistress who wreaks havoc on others' family, we owe it to ourselves to mete out justice!" Encouraged by Jennifer's impassioned words, the students jumped onto their desks, their chant of "Expel the mistress and make it right" echoing through the hall.

"Just bare with Master Eugene, in the meantime. He is quite grumpy at times, but he is not always like that. He is really a nice man, believe me." Jorah said in his master defense while he tried his best to move the burnt casserole over the gas range towards the empty countertop. The casserole was almost as big as the size of the cat's body itself so the other party was having a hard time carrying it. Seeing this, Abby came to his rescue.

She smirk and she have become a different person in a spam of second. “and I doubt that you’re serious with her. You did it with her why not do it with me?” My brows creased and my heartbeat become fast not because I’m thrilled but nervous. She definitely has a resemblance with Emily and I hate it that I can see Emily from her when we were still hiding the fact that we’re sleeping together secretly. She smirk and walk close to me and hold both of the handle in the swivel chair locking me in place. “Make me your mistress Arthur.” She whisper and her face close to me.