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Privacy was one of my top qualifications and I made that clear. There's a swimming pool outside if anyone is brave enough to sit in the heat and boil. No thank you. Even though the air conditioner takes the inside temperature down into the low seventies, it's too damn hot. The short trips I take outside to get in and out of my vehicle drive me the craziest. The heat is heavy like a wool blanket and leaches the water from my body. Who in their right mind would live in this godforsaken wasteland without someone holding a gun to their head?

Jodie asked as she slipped in next to Emily. "It's called 'The Vault'," Emily replied, a mischievous glint in her eye. "It's supposed to be the hottest spot in town." Jodie raised an eyebrow. "Sounds fancy. Do you think we'll even get in?" Emily grinned. "Oh, we'll get in. I know a guy who works there." Jodie couldn't help but laugh. Emily always seemed to have a connection everywhere they went. It was one of the things Jodie loved about her friend.

Bella was sure that the IT team would definitely witness this, the most disgusting and embarrassing thing that had ever happened in this world. That evening, Miya was at the hotel with Nicholas. The man sat with his legs crossed perfectly. Miya was so ready because tonight she and Nicholas were going to make love. “Can we do it right away?” Miya asked excitedly. "Drink some wine first, let's enjoy everything slowly." Nicholas smiled again at his future wife. He kept avoiding every time Miya tried to kiss him. Miya, who felt annoyed and impatient, immediately took a sip of the wine, but it didn't take long for Miya to feel that something was wrong with her and then the woman easily collapsed

* The last story heading made her shut her eyes and smack her teeth in exasperation as she slammed her laptop closed, throwing her head backward. Dang, she hated to admit that the new guy was the culprit that kept her awake all night, not insomnia. What he did to her earlier today strangely made heat surge through her body all day, and now that it was dark, she imagined he'd be curling his large body under the duvet—he was probably hot as hell—and his gorgeous face would be calm because his mesmerizing topaz eyes were closed. With those same eyes, he had looked at her condescendingly, using a gaze that made her insides knot together like she was alive in some sort of way.

Privacy was one of my top qualifications and I made that clear. There’s a swimming pool outside if anyone is brave enough to sit in the heat and boil. No thank you. Even though the air conditioner takes the inside temperature down into the low seventies, it’s too damn hot. The short trips I take outside to get in and out of my vehicle drive me the craziest. The heat is heavy like a wool blanket and leaches the water from my body. Who in their right mind would live in this godforsaken wasteland without someone holding a gun to their head?

He said and I nodded "Oh I forgot to congratulate you when you win." I said and he chuckled "I want a present." I raised my eyebrows "What present?" I asked "Another date." "Hmmmm." I pretend to think "Please?" "I'll tell you later." I smiled to him "So what's your hobby?" He asked "Reading, Watching kDramas, eating and traveling." I munched my burger "So you watch Decensdants of the sun?" He asked and I nodded "Salute." I turned to him and he chuckled

“Breaking news Lucas Motilfaco, the heir to the Motilfaco empire in a steamy explicit sex video with a young women at a private hotel.“ Within a few seconds my notifications was blowing up , it was filled with thousands of likes, reactions, comments, shares and threats . I could already feel the storm blowing from his direction. I smiled at my accomplishment, waiting for it to be aired on live television tonight in the news. I hummed softly to myself as I dress to go see my new date , my new target who brought himself— Rueben Bianchi. I dressed up quickly than I thought I would, put on my most expensive seducing cologne. The one that feels unforgettable the moment you smell it and set to sun

The snow had stopped, but the cold still bit at my arms as I sat under Wesley’s umbrella on set, sipping orange juice with shaky hands. Most of the crew had cleared out, but a group of girls nearby kept whispering loud enough for me to hear. “Can you believe it? Damian Holt and Wesley Kane fighting over her?” one sneered. “She’s such a nobody. How the hell does she have two of the hottest guys in LA going nuts?” Another one giggled. “I would kill to be Lila right now. Damian is so hot.”

Maureen nudged her. Aria laughed. “Yes, we’re friends now. Not that close though.” “I feel offended. I thought we were close now.” A voice spoke from behind and both girls looked back. It was Matteo. “Here, you left your book.” Matteo said and handed the book over to her. “You’re Maureen, right?” Matteo said, his right hand stretched out for a handshake. “I guess I’m quite popular. Nice to meet you, Matteo. Aria here was just saying nice things about you, so I believe both of you are quite close now.” Maureen said, taking the gesture.

Aurelia “Well, well, well,” Cassie, my new college best friend shouted over the pounding bass, leaning in so I could hear her, “Aurelia the good girl in a club.” I rolled my eyes, the neon lights strobing across her amused face. Good girl. If only she knew. Good girls didn’t let their stepbrothers fuck them in locked bathrooms. Good girls didn’t spread their legs under breakfast tables while four other people chatted about mergers and wedding dates.