Romans & histoires Not Fine Day6

He made love to her in the car, and when she climaxed against him, she said, "I love you, Cian." "I love you too, Ivy lass." Writer's Note Hello loves. This concludes the book 'One Night, Six Days & A Date Later'. I hope you enjoyed it. Do leave your comments below. I'm considering a sequel for Riley. I'll decide this based on demand. Please let me know what you think. Until then!

I looked at them, they looked serious that there isn’t even a possibility that they’re joking. “May I know what day it is today?” I asked instead, since I don’t know how long I am sleeping, I don’t know what day it is today. Freya searched for the calendar and said, “Today is Agate 6, 76.” Wait. Is that it? What’s with that day? “No, I mean, the day, like monday or what?” They tilt their head this time. They seem to be thinking. “What’s that?” They asked in unison.

I had known from a young age that I wasn't the Blackwood family's biological daughter. So I knew that I wasn't worthy of being compared with Claire Blackwood in any way. I had only gotten her doll dirty while cleaning the room, yet Mom punished me by locking me out in the rain all night. When Claire blinded one of my eyes with a laser pointer, however, Mom protected her instead. “Your sister didn't mean to do it. She was just playing around.” After I lost sight in my right eye, Claire showed me a triumphant smile. “Who told you to enter our lives in the first place? You deserve it.” They all said I was an outsider. So for eighteen years, no matter how hard I tried or how desperately

I almost laughed. “Of course you didn't.” I stood anyway. For a moment, neither of us moved. Then Luca spoke. “Sit down.” “No.” His jaw tightened. “Don't make this difficult.” I stared at him. “You kidnapped me. I think we're way past difficult.” Something flashed across his face. Annoyance. Maybe. But there was something else underneath it. Something I couldn't name. I turned toward the door. “I'm done with dinner.” “Sit.”

When it's a bit messy, she curses out and throws her shoes as if it's gonna jump through her screen and smack the person in the head. I let her mood swings entertain me, waiting for her to say something but she remains in her cocoon. “Are we gonna go to the club or…” “Find dicks online. First things first.” She flashes her screen at me and grins. “There’s this sex site called find your fucker…” She laughs. “The men have their dicks displayed like toys…” “Rey! God.” “God has nothing to do with this, sweetheart.” She twists her lips. “Let him rest in heaven.”

It is six in the morning now. The sky is all covered in the fresh beauty of a new day, hugged by the thin layers of clouds, wrapped in the old yet mesmerizing shades of yellow, patiently waiting for its companion- the sun. The city is pretty silent for now as all the noisy beasts, or the machines in modern language, are resting.

They heard him making a call as he finally walked out the exit door. They were a little close behind him. “fine… I’ll be at the club in 10 mins then.” They just kept walking behind him without approaching him yet. Though he was still making a call, but didn’t say anymore words until after a while again. “uh… fine… i'll be at the club at 10 pm sti… you know what... …………………………………………………… I know. Fine day break.” He hung up and kept his phone in his hoodie pocket. He probably doesn’t have a car cause he just kept stroding down the road.

Angel muttered with a confused face. "Good morning, Your Majesty..." Angel looked back towards the bedroom door, finding Anne entering with a tray in her hand. "Welcome back to this palace, Your Majesty," said Anne with a sweet smile. "What did you bring?" Angel asked when he saw Anne placing the tray on the nightstand. "Semi-cooked beef with the best quality goose blood. Dr. James said, you are currently recovering and need high protein consumption," explained Anne as she opened the serving cover that was lying face down on the tray.

Nate picked up her phone, to contact the lady with the number provided. *** The second date was less fancy than the first, but still had the same romantic ambience, yet it ended up being another failed one. He had nine more dates, each of them set at a different location, and none of them met up to his standard. There was always a flaw. Carl was over it. The string of failed dates has finally succeeded in draining him. He let out a loud, and frustrated yell, like he was about to destroy the world.

“What’s Ben got this time?” “2067 G wagon.” he replied between chewing, crumpling the burrito wrapper. “That was delicious, thank you. I’m gonna change then we’ll head out.” He kissed Emma and went back to his bedroom. Lucas kept a meticulously clean apartment. It was well decorated with beautiful pieces of furniture, that complimented each other well, and abstract yet gorgeous paintings and sculptures. The sun, still on a steady rise, only made the apartment feel more beautiful and alive. Lucas admired this beauty on many mornings, sometimes with Emma and sometimes without, but that beauty left his mind this morning when the holo-screen buzzed.