Mr Green From The Night Before Novels & Stories

Damn this guy could be annoying. ~~~~**~~~~ Myra I wake up drenched in sweat and gasping for breath. The nightmares were vivid today, yet the faces were a blur, but the voices weren’t, the emotions weren’t. My gaze wanders around my dimly lit room. The curtains were perfectly in place and everything else looked alright, just like I had kept them before going to bed.

It was Morgan, the stranger that saved me from the rogues who tried to attack me last night. "I'm awake," I yawned, physically waking up from my sleep. It was already dawn, and the sun was radiating in all its full glory. "You sure do sleep a lot." Morgan smiled, putting out the fire from last night. "Having a good dream? Are you?" He asked with a laugh. I fought the blush that nearly exposed me. "Much more like a horrible nightmare, honestly," I lied, the details of my dream still vivid in my mind. It was a pleasant dream.

Relieved she wouldn't have to face Megan so early, Lily got ready for the day. Meanwhile, Greg slowly woke up in his suite with a foggy memory of the night before. As he checked his phone and saw Lily's message, Megan stirred beside him. "Good morning, Greg," Megan said, smiling. Greg looked at her, confused. "Megan? What are you doing here?" Megan chuckled. "Don't tell me you've forgotten about our night together already." As Greg realized he was naked under the blanket, memories of the previous night flooded back. He remembered Lily arriving, their intimate moments, and falling asleep together. Something felt wrong; he couldn't recall Lily ever being so bold.

Therefore, the next day, everyone at Blue-Mist went about their businesses with plans to gather again in the evening for the final unveiling of the new couple. Megan, just like Elvira had revealed to Ethan, left home at exactly 6 am and worked to her bones at the market. When it was 9 in the evening, everyone was still in the hall feasting. Megan, who had worked so hard because her auntie was at the wedding, slowly made her way home, her mind on Ryan and the things he might find out in that forest. They spoke on the phone earlier, and she promised to call him once she gets home. In fact, he was still on his way back from the forest too. Just like he predicted, it took him all day.

As Declan left them, she thought, "I think Mr. Declan Black, you are an unwanted guest. I don't know why but I'm not getting good vibes from Mr. Declan." After Dinner, Ruhi and Myra went to sleep in Myra's room where Aaron decided to sleep between them. "Be prepared, Myra, Maybe, a new battle is waiting for you," Myra thought while closing her eyes. As she fell asleep, the first scene that came in front of her closed eyes was the first attack on Aaron, then the second attack, contract papers, Austin's anger at her, and then at Declan. "Aaron..." She shouted getting up hurriedly, as her body was sweating badly. She wiped off her forehead and glanced at Aaron in the dim light. She caressed Aar

Puzzled by what to do, she announces her presence. "Hello !, Mr Black!". She announced as she walks slowly to where the sounds were coming from, hoping the people stop before she got close. The moans only got louder the more steps she took and the sound of body clapping soon joined in. Grace was distraught as to why she was sent here even though they were having sex, or was it porn?, she couldn't tell. She soon found out when she opened the next door she could see, to reveal a half naked mr Black banging a blonde naked girl.

“Ava, don't make this worse by going late, hurrying and running. Think of the guy you slept with last night. His face may help ease the tension. “Sarah!!!” I screamed, but she just pushed me out laughing. “You can go in,” Mr Dave, his secretary, said. My palms were sweating so much, I could barely hold the doorknob. I took a deep breath and opened the door. “Good morning, Mr Blackwell,” I said, not attempting to look up. He didn’t answer me, but the next thing I knew was I was pinned to the wall. “So you think I’m only worth thirty dollars?”

Samantha wakes up to the sound of birds chirping outside Adam's window. She turns her head and sees Adam sleeping peacefully next to her. Memories of the previous night flood her mind, and she feels a mix of guilt and excitement. She slowly gets out of bed, careful not to wake him up, and quietly dresses. As she stands by the door, she takes one last look at Adam's bedroom, feeling a pang of sadness. She wishes things could be different, but she knows she can't stay. She walks out of the room and closes the door behind her, tiptoeing down the stairs.

I almost turned back twice, but my mother’s face kept pushing me forward. I took a deep breath, pressing my hand to the cold brass handle. My fingers shook as I knocked. Nothing. My stomach twisted. Knocked again, louder this time. The door opened. A man stood there. Tall. Shirt half-unbuttoned. Eyes red. Staggering slightly. He smelled like whiskey and regret. It was Mr. Bryan Drake. The billionaire. Naomi’s fiance. And he was looking straight at me like I was the only thing in his blurred world.

She ordered some clothes from the hotel's closet and a light breakfast also. "Here." She said as she placed the ring on the receptionists' desk. "I think one of your customers forgot it in the room I used." "Thank you so much ma. Can you please fill in some details here?" *** HUGHES' MANOR ERIN'S POV I took a deep breath before pushing the huge, heavy door open. After closing it behind me, I walked into the living room and met no one. My eyes narrowed to the dining room. I knew it. It's either they are here or there.