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She broke the silence again but he notices her voice, it was cold, empty, still. "Till summer." "So the bullshit about home was just....bullshit?" She asked and he noticed the slight fire dancing in her eyes but it was gone right away. "Don't curse O'Brian." He warned, eyes narrowed at the beautiful girl beside him. When she didn't say anything he said, "I meant it, I am home." It was just hard to explain to her what his home actually was. "You don't leave home." "Who says I left?" "You did."

Just to reading novel, watching movie and sleep, it was her parent that brought her home when they wanted to start the matchmaking process and other staffs. She took the novel that she was reading before watching the movie back on the table and the title of the novel was FORTUNE TELLER AND RETURN written by Zeezeefortune. Continue reading it and smiling when her father came out from his room, he didn’t went to office, it was sometimes that he uses to Show up to that place. “Hi my daughter! How are you doing?” Asked as he was sitting down on another chair. “Am good Sir and thank you!” She didn’t took her eye off from the novel.

Fuck now all the documents he was supposed to go through were ruined, it was a good thing he had a back up soft copy on his laptop he could always print out another copies but still the mess annoyed him. It was 11:00pm and after a day of long boring meetings and countless documents to go through he was edgy but not tired, he was used to working long hours he didn't get this far by slacking off. He owned the hotel that housed his penthouse it was so much better than living in a regular house it saved him so much stress. The penthouse had three bedrooms including a bathroom in each of them, a livingroom, kitchen, pantry, gym, study which was his favorite part of the house, and a swimming pool.

I clean the entire house last night, there were a lot of cobwebs, like it was dead, mirroring me, so I channeled my inner Fiona, and cleaned the entire house, till I was the only trash left. Damien was supposed to be here this morning, but his meeting got postponed. I won't lie and say that I don't miss my friends, I was going to cook for him, but he is not coming, and I am here alone. Placing the coffee down, I rub my hands through the book shelf, then pick out Rupi Kaur's Homebody, but put it back. This house was a gift from my girls when I blew the internet by publishing seven books at once.

The first novel I read was by Louisa May Alcott; Little Woman, and then moved on to other feminist novels such as Handmaid's Tale and Pride and Prejudice—the book I'm holding right now. Well, I shouldn't be going around the library looking for a novel I like because what I'm supposed to be doing is taking care of a crazy bastard named Rhysand del Millero, who's on the phone. But I don't want to do that. I'd rather buy time with the books in front of me until the helicopter he's waiting for comes over to the bullshit he started. Damn, I hate this situation. I hate being stuck with a domineering, powerful man who loves to be heard more than to hear, and hates that I can't do anything.

What kind of books do you usually enjoy reading? He answered, "We have many novels and poetry books at home. Personally, I prefer books that are more thrilling and unique. Mrs. Sutton, I just finished reading your new book, 'Seven Days,' a few days ago. The ending… how should I put it? It was unexpected, but also made perfect sense. I was genuinely shocked."

The air still smelled faintly sweet. Everything was there. Only I was not. Noah heard them come in and turned over in his sleep, mumbling, "Lily," before sinking back down. I floated to his bed and tried to tuck in his blanket. My hand passed through it. Mom set down my suitcase and opened my bedroom door. The room was exactly as I had left it. The comforter folded neatly. The unfinished homework on the desk. The little plant on the windowsill with a tiny new sprout.

Community Home for the homeless might be bad but there's nothing worse than this. I closed the book, letting out a sigh as I placed my hand on my forehead. Community home for the homeless was the name of the orphanage? I needed to go back there and trace the original background of Jasmine Winter.

Once the truth was fully uncovered, they would reinstate him. We stayed home all day, not daring to go out even to eat, ordering delivery instead. As the online frenzy continued to escalate, someone leaked our home address in the comments. All afternoon, the sounds outside our door alternated between violent pounding and streams of insults, mixed with the hiss of spray paint. Daniel wanted to go out and argue with them, but I stopped him. It wasn't time yet. Even though I still didn't know how Megan had become pregnant with Daniel's child, at this point, the only thing I could do was minimize the damage as much as possible.

Back then, Ruby was always dreaming about the capital city of Norcrown. "Silas, if our company ever really makes it big, let's move our headquarters to Norcrown! But I've heard office space in the financial district costs a fortune… When the time comes, let's rent an entire floor and make it grand! How does that sound?" I was still lost in thought when the car stopped in front of an estate in the heart of the city. The moment I walked in, the smell of home-cooked food greeted me. My mom ran out of the kitchen, her eyes red, and she gave me a big hug. "Silas! You're finally home! Look how thin you've gotten! Just how much have you been through out there?!"