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As I lost consciousness, I saw Levi running toward me. When I woke up again, the smell of disinfectants filled the air, and Levi sat beside me. As soon as he noticed I was awake, he grabbed my hand tightly. He asked, "Caitlyn, are you feeling better?" I yanked my hand away and remained silent, knowing that words would not matter. Levi grew anxious when he saw my empty stare. "Caitlyn, please say something. Don't shut me out like this, okay?"

she said, her tone turning serious, "you passed my test. Now I believe you're really over that deaf girl. So... tomorrow night, you and me. A date." "Okay," Adrian smiled. Before I could react, Adrian slipped the hearing aid back behind my ear. "Baby, what are you thinking? Too happy to speak?" His eyes fixed on me like I was everything. What could I say? I heard it. I heard every word. But nothing came out. I just stared at this face I'd memorized a thousand times. "Serena!" Someone called my name. They all wore identical fake smiles. "Adrian took out your hearing aid and said the sweetest things," one said. "Honestly, it gave us chills."

It is true that after graduating with a master's degree in communication from HarvardUniversity, the style is very fluent, even cursing others without hesitation at all. Luckily, it was only a screen away, otherwise he would have been cursed by Audley for standing unsteadily, Audley's power to curse others was no joke. But June answered Audley slowly. "I know you're angry right now, but honestly, we're running out of ways now, time is too rushed so we desperately need your side to support us as much as possible." Audley received June's reply and became even angrier, sitting inside her training room, she wanted to throw all her stuff away, it was irresponsible, how could she force someone lik

To all readers and lovers of this book, thank you so much. Let's follow up on Natasha's story in the next book. I've specially created a playlist for this book, and hope you enjoy it! Daylight- Taylor Swift. Luminary- Joel Sunny. Don't Blame Me- Taylor Swift. Party Monster- The Weeknd. DARK REALM ROYAL ACADEMY “We’re the only ones who can help you. Just say the word. Beg us.”

“How bad is it?” Jenna looks at me sideways. Something in her expression that isn’t quite sympathy. “He doesn’t love tardiness,” she says. “That’s the polite version.” The elevator opens on the thirty-seventh floor and the first thing I hear is his voice. I haven’t heard that voice in eight years. And God, it’s deep, laced with authority that makes my skin pull tight. A voice that could command me to do anything. And I would. Without question. I follow Jenna around the reception desk and through a set of glass doors and into a wide open studio where maybe fifteen interns are seated in a loose semicircle, all of them facing the man standing at the front of the room.

I thought sincerity would be met with sincerity. In the end, I lost completely. I had spent my youth with Paisley, weathering five years of highs and lows, only to be humiliated by her like this. If that was how it was, then it was time I started thinking about myself. "The day after tomorrow," I replied. "I still need some time to resign." The other party agreed immediately. After hanging up, he even transferred the money for my plane ticket. After ending the call, I noticed Paisley had just updated her social feed. In the photo, she and Jude were enjoying a candlelit dinner at a fancy restaurant. The caption read, "With you by my side, even the air feels sweet."

He gave me a once-over, probably deciding I looked reliable enough. "Would you be interested in learning more about the job? Even if it doesn't work out, at least let me buy you breakfast to calm your nerves." Both the exhaustion in his bloodshot eyes and the pushy kindness he showed felt genuine. As if possessed, I followed him to the foodtruck by the curb, where he bought me steaming hot coffee and a bagel. I hesitated for a long time before finally deciding to come clean with him. "I have incredibly good luck. It's what people online call a 'lucky streak.' I bring good fortune to the people around me. If you don't mind, I'd like to try joining your company. With me around, things might go

I laugh and say, "Ha-ha Let's go. We have the get-together at Ava's and we have a party to attend tomorrow and we need our beauty sleep before the Dinner and Gala." We open the door and sit inside. While she is busy starting the car engine, I switch on my bluetooth and connect it to the speaker and start playing Taylor Swift's latest album. We drive away, singing loudly and jamming to the song. I roll down the window, allowing the cold wind to enter. I look outside, admiring the beauty of my neighbourhood and I repeat to myself that everything I achieved is definitely due to the hard work I put in. I couldn't help but think to myself,

The man beside me yells in disgust, his face twisted in revulsion, as he grabs me roughly and drags me inside, my helpless form stumbling along. "Sir, I've sold myself, but I want to sell myself again... one kidney, a lung, an eye, my bones, my chin..." I plead, clutching the man's neck. "But not my heart... I want to fall in love," I sob, my words dissolving into tears. "What am I saying? Am I selling my body? No, I'm selling myself, but only using my services, not my body. Why don't you buy me completely?" My mind spirals into madness.

I was dumb to think I could. It’d been days and I was already done. I pushed open the door and stepped outside. Rain was falling lightly as I made my way to my car, and I heard the door open quietly behind me. “It’s a good thing you’re a better model than you are actress,” Day said softly. “Your trick isn’t fooling me.”