Misa Misa Romane & Geschichten

I nodded as dad said that. I’m actually excited when I saw the set of employees who’s coming. Later that day we had a meeting and the next thing I know I’m making calls for reservation and printing a memo and tell the employees about it. “This is the first time I’ve seen Miss Emily this happy.” Miss Rina said as I stand in the corner of the bus.

Amaris "Now, if everyone would turn to page 253 of their texts, we will begin,” our teacher says, trying to gain our attention over all of the noise of students chattering. Instead of paying attention, I lay my head on my desk, not caring in the least about this class, or school altogether. I'm only here so that I can finish my education, get my diploma and leave this godforsaken town and these godforsaken people.

I promise you that I will never hurt you again" Lakshmi pleaded but Mia didn't even look at her, not that she could get herself to look at Lakshmi or any one else. "But why?" Mia tilted her head towards the right, almost touching her shoulder. Lakshmi walked to where she was standing and held her face upright as she looked at Mia straight in her beautiful blue eyes. " Because you are a good person with a beautiful heart and because I regret what I have done to you so far. I want to make up for my mistakes, just let me be your friend" Lakshmi was talking but then Mia looked away from her. Mia just couldn't have direct eye contact with someone, it was very scary to her.

“good you are here, make it quick and leave before anyone notices you.” “yes ma'am” he responded and went behind the house with his jerrican. Priscilla proceeded to wear a mask and walked towards the car driving a little further from the house but from a distance where she could see the house. In a few minutes, the house was bursting up in flames and she looked at the house with joy.

Looking at this girl, Monica somehow had an idea who this girl was. "It's hot, hot! But wow, it is very delicious! Hot, hot! How did you make this, Kouhai-kun?" Seeing the girl in front of him yelling and screaming, she just stuffed the nikujaga on the small bowl into her little mouth and looked at him as if she had found a treasure. "Hello, my name is Misaki Kamiigusa, a third-year student! Kouhai-kun, I have just met, Chihiro-nee before and I have heard of you from her, um, it is delicious!"

"Seduce what? Margaux, did you hit your head with something? Have you gone crazy? Seducing them is like playing fire with fire! And what the hell can I gain from-" "Play with them while you're in that team building together. You got them wrapped around your fingers so it'll be so easy for them to do this. And, Bitch, you're so gorgeous. Be a vixen. So you can get even also with that bitch... what's her name again? Akashi? Ayashi?" Krysie rolled her eyes. "It's Misaki." "Oh, yes. That bitch. I don't really like her. If she's in that place too...damn, girl. It's your time to shine."

I responded as I smirked. The smile on her face dropped as Arsenio chuckled. “How dare you talk to me like that?? Who the fuck do you think you are???” Monalisa asked as she glared at me. “I am his mistress but who are you madam??? What is your relationship with him??Let me answer that for you….you are his past and it is best you remain there because that is where you belong. She was about to slap me when I caught her hand and gave her a deadly glare.

I wasn't in the mood for another of their rambling reports but I had no other choice than to listen. "Pakhan," Mikhail's voice came through the line, a hint of urgency under his usual nonchalance. "The shipment is on it's way. Should arrive by tonight, but there's an issue." I raise an brow, leaning back against the polished black table in my office, "What kind of issue is it?" "A couple of guys, lower level," Mikhail began, "There's some strange behaviour between them. There's some talk about betrayal, but I am uncertain about who's involved. I'm keeping an eye on it for now."

Misa was surprisingly nice, a cool presence in the suffocating atmosphere of the mansion. We had spent the last few days talking, sharing snippets of our lives, and I had learned that her real passion was choreography. Her past defiance of Madam Cha’s orders hadn’t stemmed from a lack of talent, but rather a stubborn refusal to be controlled. “We get to take pictures and live normal for a few hours,” she had said earlier, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “And maybe even have a feel of some men, let my ass shake around their crotch, make it so erect, and then just run off!”

“That Rishi—he definitely remembers something.” “No way,” Takuto shook his head. “If he’s Risa reincarnated, he should be a girl—” “Who says reincarnations have to be the same gender?” Misaki smirked. “I went from a 38-year-old man to a 12-year-old girl, didn’t I?” Late that night, Takuto woke to the soft sound of a door opening. Rishi’s bed was empty. Don’t go. Don’t follow. History will repeat itself.