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Arnold whispered quietly against her ear, “is the best thing I’ve ever heard.” Then he gently nibbled her earlobe again, earning another surprised laugh from her. The sound hit him straight in the chest. God. He loved hearing her laugh. More than he should. More than anything. “This…” Arnold’s voice softened further as he rested his forehead lightly against hers. “This feels better than the day I found out I would become Alpha.” The honesty in his tone stole Irene’s breath for a second. Arnold smiled faintly. “This is the happiest moment of my life, Irene.”

he asked me. “I don’t like sweets,” I replied casually and headed straight to the school cafeteria for snacks. “Do you know the sacrifices I made just to reach you, Josh? I followed you to the university you attended. I watched all your games. I always supported you in everything. And because you don’t like chocolates, I learned to bake for you. Do you know how happy I was when you first accepted what I baked for you? And I was almost fainting with joy when you first mentioned my name,” Bam cried to me. “And you know what? I knew that you only gave everything I gave you to your friends. For me, that was okay because what mattered was that you accepted them. I was already happy with that, Jos

“Liam you don’t understand, you have to think clearly. The man who killed your parents is almost dead and is counting on his last breaths. His two right hands were executed by you yourself. Don’t you think it’s enough?” “No it’s not enough!” he shouted and then buried his face in his palms. “Are you crying?” I asked in astonishment. Oh my God, he was actually crying. Liam Lautner was crying. “I should call Cassie” “No wait, don’t tell her that her Mafia husband is weeping like a kid demanding for an ice cream” he chuckled and wiped his tears. “Look Liam, you are one of the luckiest persons on earth. You’ve got Cassie beside you as your wife. You should be very thankful to God.” He held his h

Even Caramel finishes his food easily, though he is the last of us. As soon as that happens, we all look at Doctor Sweet. She is beautiful, the gentle look on her face able to make the weird thing in my chest loosen a bit. Even when she smiles, her eyes light up and makes the tension around us reduce by a thousandfold as she says "How are you?" There is silence at first but Strawberry breaks it by scoffing "That's a very fucked up question, isn't it Sweet?" She doesn't remind him of the no cussing on the table rule, her eyes rather are on Caramel "Love?"

A title soon came to mind and she answered, “Recently, I’ve been reading the book called ‘The Struggle For Sweetness’ and I found it an enjoyable read and to my liking.” A few of the young bachelors burst out in cheerful laughter. “The title of the book is called The Struggle For Sweetness? Is that right? Goodness, it seems like a book related to desert making.” Before Alicia could reply, Ash Pavard parted his lips open and said, “Hmm… Sir Killian, I think you have some sort of misunderstanding. The book is quite famous and renowTed for its humanities of sorts. It looks like you don’t know of this.”

"Now, your understand what it feel like? To be stupid from pursuing the person you wanted to talked to, and become a deaf whenever they trying to explain." I chuckled, "So, you mean this is my karma?" "Perhaps. We have no idea. However, don't lose hope." "Maybe it's easy for you to say that because you easily get my sister without even waiting," I sarcastically answered. "I did wait, Andrea. You know that," he replied. "Wait my a*s, Calvin. You didn't wait at all. Remember the time we're engaged and still manage to have a secret and ridiculous relationship with my sister? It means you didn't wait until settling your engagement with me, and instantly got into an relationship."

Holy shit. My eyes widened. My head practically exploded with flavor. The heat bloomed across my tongue, warm and addictive, perfectly balanced with a subtle smokiness I had never tasted before. It wasn’t just good. It was insanely good. I took another fry, then another, chewing faster, my whole body reacting like I was tasting heaven for the first time. I leaned back against the bed, eyes half-closed in pure bliss, letting out a low, satisfied groan. “This is dangerous,” I muttered to myself, already reaching for a third fry.

I slowly felt the tension leaving his body; his breathing normalized. "You almost killed me, kitten." He said, wrapping his arms around me. "I'm so sorry..." tears once again poured out of my eyes. "I'd never want that." "Shh, it's okay. I'm okay. Thank you." He whispered. "Thank you for accepting me. I love you. I've loved you ever since I found you. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on. The moon goddess paired me with you, which makes me the luckiest man alive."

I turned off my phone as I did not want to see her texts anymore. Although I already knew the truth, every message still felt like a blade stabbing straight into my chest. I couldn't stop crying. At least this betrayal would be over soon. Once I left Frostholm Isles, I would disappear. The next morning, Lorenzo and I arrived at the airport. Just as we reached the boarding gate, Marjorie sent a new message. "I heard you two are traveling? Going back to where you first met? "You think returning there will make him remember his old feelings and choose you again?

It was clear that all she wanted was trouble. "I can clearly see that you're not doing anything. Your only job in this mansion is to cook. So could you please tell me; just what exactly are you busy with?" Arya sneered while she said those words. She hated those that didn't value or take their job seriously. Seeing that Suzan was silent, Kayla clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes at her behavior. Everyone knew that Arya was a servant like them a while back and some didn't care. She was their new employer, it was her luck. What she didn't understand was why Suzan would spread some rumors about her to tarnish her reputation.