Novel & Cerita No 1 Mister Perfect

“Your body temperature is normal. Maya are you alright?” “Oh come on Noor! Of course I am fine.” “Then are you serious?” she asks and she nods. “Maya what you are asking for can only happen after centuries. Mr. Ambrose is an embodiment of male beauty, many women out there want to be with him and not one,” she emphasized by showing her finger. “I mean not even one has been able to capture his eye and heart. We are talking about the most eligible and beautiful models like Chanel Gold and Camellia Canella. That men’s heart is as hard as a rock and no woman has been able to break it. Do you honestly think you have the shots to do it?” Noor asked her and the woman doubtingly bit her nails. “Maya,

I couldn't talk to the driver anymore like I told myself I was going to talk to him immediately he arrives. I reached the organisation since it was really a popular one, this will be the first time I will be going to a place like this. The building look so huge and they were made of glass. It looked so magnificent and attractive. I walked into the company and the tiles were so sparkling, I went to where the receptionist was. "Please I'm looking for Penelope." I told her. "You mean Miss Lawrence?" She asked in order to confirm. "I don't know her last name." I replied as she rolled her eyes.

He ordered a drink he didn't plan to take and waited. Adam walked in at exactly 7:15. He looked tired. The kind of tiredness that came from sleepless nights and constant worry. His shoulders carried a tension that didn't relax even when he sat down and ordered his usual drink. Daniel waited, the match was already playing on the screen above the bar. A Premier League game. Daniel had studied Adam's preferences carefully enough to know exactly which team he supported. He approached casually. "That's a terrible call." Adam looked up, surprised. "Excuse me?"

Then, turning to me with a kind smile, he added, “Thankfully, Sabrina has good taste.” Aaron stared at me in disbelief. “No, this has to be a mistake.” He then turned to me with a hopeful look and asked, “Sabrina, it's a mistake, isn't it? There’s been some kind of mix-up, right? You chose me that day, but somehow your grandpa got it wrong and chose Ethan, didn’t he?” I found it laughable. I looked at him coldly and replied, “No. From the very beginning, it was Ethan. If you think you're worthy of marrying me, dream on.”

” Mason ~”Let me show you and you can decide. Mason slowly walks up to me, unexpectedly, his hand lands on my hip and he pulls me closer. I inhale sharply. I am against his warm chest, it is chiselled to perfection. Why must he be so perfect? I lay my hand against it, intending to push him away, but instead I leave it there. His breathing becomes faster and so do mine. He begins nuzzling my neck with delicate kisses. So faint, they are almost whispers.

“ Dear, you're the only one who's called my number in a very long time. It only made sense that you are the one who called that night. “He says, and I stare blankly at him. “ So? Can you help me? “I question, and he fixes his vision on something behind me. Like he's looking at a much taller person standing behind me. I look behind me in fear but find nothing there. I turn back to him and find him smiling. “So, you want to be beautiful. Mindlessly flawless. To stun all those who've looked down on you. “He says to me. Repeating the words I said to him that night, and I gulp before nodding. He stares closely at me, and questions, “How old are you? “ “ Eighteen. “I reply, and he heaves a sigh. “

Even though I am alone, I can't risk opening it without the privacy of my room. It's a but plug. I had ordered one because I want the night to be as perfect as possible, and I don't want to waste even a moment due to prep work. Now that everything is in place, it is time to tease my boyfriend. I take a shower and then put on my sexy underwear; it is lace and black with a tiny pink bow at the top. I pose in front of the full-length mirror in the bathroom, and I have to say I look decent enough, maybe even pretty, with my curly hair falling on my face. I take a few selfies and send them to Simon with a message.

Andrea was staring at the ceiling thinking when she grabs her phone and play music. Playing: Perfect by Pink Made a wrong turn, once or twice Dug my way out, blood and fire Bad decisions, that's alright Welcome to my silly life Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood Miss knowing it's all good, it didn't slow me down Mistaken, always second-guessing, underestimated Look, I'm still around Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel Like you're less than fuckin' perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing

Ashton said, and the crowd laughed, and my nervousness was gone. "We will sing The Perfect Fan by the Backstreet Boys. I hope you know that song, Babe." Ashton whispered in my ear as I saw Zachary bringing the guitar towards me, and I smiled as I looked at my boyfriend. "You are lucky because that is Dexter's favorite song for our mom." I said to him, and I took the guitar from Zachary's hand, and I could see the audience was looking at us in total silence.

because I was full of my own . I knew I wasn't perfect . I knew I would never be enough for someone but hey , you can be as long as you pretend to be the perfect one . And all its gonna cost you will be an eternity in hell , with a forgotten existence and an empty black soul . ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ " Crash her laptop " after a very long pause Conan spoke up again he voice was no where laid back as before , Anna's threat about sending his and her's pictures to Selina had done his magic , the guy was no longer relaxed as before.