Novel & Cerita Modern Cinderella Simon

Beautiful ladies, nobles, and commoners, but why her the lowest of them all? Why her a s3x slave? * * * Simon heads back to his room, after escorting Imogen back to her room. His face was beaming with happiness, he couldn't be happier. Tonight is his best night, he can't stop thinking about her, her beautiful seductive eyes, her heartwarming smile, and the most endowed body he has ever seen. He tried so hard to control himself from touching her earlier, he wanted this night to be the beginning of a new start between them, not just S3x. And luckily it was, she smiled at him, joked with him, and held him back.

she instead asked. “Simiyan Collier. It’s so lovely to finally meet you!” Simiyan smiled. Emily’s gaze travelled to our interlocked hands again, before coming to me. “What’s going on here?” she asked. “Where?” I counter asked. “Here! Who is this woman?” she snapped. Before I could say anything, Simiyan beat me to it. “Oh, he didn’t tell you? I’m so sorry! I’m his fiancée!” Simiyan beamed, revealing a pink diamond rose ring which I assumed must be magic.

Simon wore a simple linen-colored shirt with the sleeves rolled up, black-framed glasses, looking very ordinary, except for a necklace around his neck. Chris could not wait and opened the door. He examined Simon’s necklace closely. It was a black chain with a small silver pendant. Seeing Chris looking, Simon glanced down, touched the pendant, and smiled. “Looks familiar, doesn’t it? Your mother should have one too. The number 0621 is my birthday, and the number on mine…” “…is my mother’s birthday,” said Chris. He stepped aside to let Simon in. Opposite them were the rooms of Collin and Jaden.

It wasn’t until my feet hit the pavement that I glanced down and swore under my breath. “Shit.” No heels. But Simon—sweet, stupidly perfect Simon—was already out of the car, holding them like a red-soled offering, with that disarming, boyishly smug smile on his face. “Here,” he said, eyes dancing. “Thank you.” I reached out, but he didn’t hand them over. Instead, like some knight in designer slacks, he dropped to one knee and slipped them on, one by one, as if this was some modern-day fairytale and I was the damn prize.

Sabrina muttered. "I would like to ask a favor from you," Sabrina muttered staring at Simon's hazel eyes. "What? If it is within my power, I would do it," Simon assured. "I want you to play the role of being my fake husband, it would make anything we plan more believable," Sabrina muttered. "Tsk, are you getting formidable now? If that's what you want, consider it done," Simon muttered. "Thank you, I owe you big time," Sabrina muttered, giving Simon a genuine smile.

said Luna. Simon turned to her. Luna seemed to feel something in those moments. It wasn’t too dark in the cinema, but she couldn’t explain why, when Simon looked at her, it was like he was a modern prince charming. She suddenly felt like she was being tickled. She felt awkward and turned her eyes away from the man. Simon noticed that Luna was not looking at him. He had a little chuckle. “Do you think we’re dating?” Simon asked Luna looked at him. “Huh?” said Luna innocently.

"Layla… Can we please talk?" I said nothing, silently allowing it to continue. "Kendrick's affection level has reached 99%. We're only one step away from completion. According to the narrative route, he will propose to you on the final day of your art exhibition." The System paused, then whispered, "I'm begging you... Please don't say yes." I froze. "Haven't you always wanted me to go home?" "Going home was a lie!" The System finally broke down, screaming hysterically in my mind. "I can't let you go home! I need your soul energy to keep this world running!"

She shut her eyes and took her shower. If only she had money, she would never have to worry about anything. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── SIMON Whenever Simon said he was going to do something, he always delivered. He was a man of his word. It was one of the reasons why he was who he was today. If he made a decision, nobody could stop him. Not until her. Zoey. Simon had long made up his mind to not listen to any of her recordings at ‘Compagnon Incognito’ because he was trying to be as transparent as possible and he didn’t want to snoop behind anyone’s back to get information, but how could he not want the recordings?

"Clairebear, what should I do? Simon won't listen to you anymore. He insists I pay him back! "Please help me, okay? Seven hundred thousand is nothing to you. As long as you help me, I won't have to go to jail! "Clairebear, you've always been so good to me. This time you surely will—" Before he could finish, Claire slapped him hard across the face, her expression filled with disgust.

The system was still offline, and I had no way to check his affection level. What if his affection was still at zero? I had to speed this up. The dating-sim had a two-month time limit, and my two months were almost over. If I failed the route, I would lose the entire ten-million prize. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was the fact that he was too pretty for his own good. Either way, courage surged through me. I staggered to my feet. When I nearly slipped, I twisted my body and fell straight into his arms, pushing him down onto the sofa.