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Liam’s expression darkened, how dare someone reject his woman’s request! “Mr. Ackman, in this industry, all that matters is your fame and experience, they lack the necessary experience, and both are newcomers who haven’t even graduated from university, it’s normal for them to be rejected.” Liam’s eyes turned dark, “You know what to do.” “Yes, Sir.” Since those companies dared to reject what belonged to his woman, they didn’t deserve to exist! “So, she didn’t get anything done today?” Liam muttered under his breath. “Well, not exactly, in the end, they visited an advertising design company called SN, apparently the company ordered a design from them, they’ll be paid if they do well.”

"My friends are constantly the victims of such things, and I am never going to be like them." "Huh, are they?" the man inquired, completely uninformed that such a thing was occurring. Of course, he had never used a dating website before. And now that he knows about these things, he'll never bother anymore. "Yes," Ida responded quickly. "Here this one out then," he replied, only to elicit a sigh from Ida. There's nothing she can do but listen to his next nonsensical idea. "I discovered this special vacation package deal from something called Love-Free Yacht Services," he explained. "And I think it's perfect for you... It's a perfect way for you to unwind and forget things, especially those re

Jay replied while staring at citra. From citra's face, he strongly rejected her but couldn't say anything "why can't you reject her? It's called not having humanity, think we're just part of the entertainment community there? We reach this limit to work and achieve our goals, what if the agency is not good and instead takes advantage of the image?"It's hard to ignore jay's words.

You might think I am weak, but the rejection hurts so much, literally. “Oh, please, you might be the next Alpha and all, but I don’t want you. You are so boring, Killian. I have known you ever since, and there is nothing about you that intrigues me, so accept the rejection so that I can be on my way. Don’t bore me with your stupid tears.” Trisha says to me. Her words are so bitter to me. How could she just reject me just like that?

I had nowhere to go as well. I knew I f****d up. I told Anita that I didn't want anyone to know what I can do and I just gave it away. I was so mad at her, What was exactly her point in telling me all of those? She knew I would gladly accept Jacob, he's so gorgeous and manly any woman would want as a mate. But what else can I do? He doesn't want to accept me but doesn't want to reject me either. He keeps me hanging by a thread of being wanted and rejected.

I wanted to hear her whine, "I don't know how to cook, Christopher, come help me!" I wanted to hold her as she shrank into my arms, blushing as I teased her. Jessica was the woman I loved and the woman I wanted to spend forever with. I wanted our home to be filled with her presence. I wanted to grow old with her. Thinking of that, I quickly dialed her number, but her phone was turned off. A sense of unease crept up my spine. I asked the guys in the group chat what they thought, and they reassured me that she was probably just exhausted. A wedding was a huge event, after all.

I knew he would be disappointed I hadn’t given the mate bond a chance. That’s when the memory hit me full force. I hadn’t given the mate bond a chance. I had rejected them! Fuck! I had never wanted to accept the mate bond, but the reality of rejecting them hit me like a freight train. There were consequences for rejecting a mate. And I had gone and done it out of anger and embarrassment, totally unprepared to face those consequences.

"You failed to complete the mission. Or should I say you didn't do it deliberately. Boss is enraged. If you say no to us, then be ready for your family to face hell. Trust me it won't be good and you know it much better than anyone out there, princess." The line went dead, flat. She looked at her broken screen. Her sapphire glaring at the man's names; Retainer. He was a fucking bastard, who kidnapped and auctioned little girls for prostitution and illegal things -- for his coward boss. "Fucking asshole." She muttered under breath and placed her phone back in her pocket.

Left with no choice, I took the gift and returned to my class. My best friend, Ramona Lynch, guessed the outcome of my attempt at reconciliation by looking at my downtrodden expression. She came over to pat me on the shoulder and comforted, "Let it go. There's no point forcing something when the other party isn't receptive. You sit so close to the front. The teacher will definitely assign a new deskmate to you from one of the seats at the back. "Who knows? The new desk mate might be even better." I sighed and responded, "I hope so."