One Arranged Murder Novel Free Novels & Stories

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Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. Then she typed. Thomas Ledger. Nothing useful appeared. Mostly business articles and property acquisitions. She frowned. Then she tried another name. Damien. Several results appeared. Her pulse quickened. She clicked one of the older articles. The headline alone made her stomach tighten. The article described a notorious underworld figure wanted by multiple agencies. There were references to organized crime, international investigations, and countless rumors surrounding his rise to power. What surprised her most was the lack of photographs. There wasn't a single clear image.

I caressed her hair and chuckled, "You know I kick people when I get hurt!" Meggay stared at me blankly but looked away before folding her book and putting the book in my Vanity table. I stared at the book reading 'Who is the traitor?' She was looking at the title in her book before looking at us, "In that book, The classroom consists of 20 people and one of them is the murderer, they have to find the murderer in 20 days or all of them are going to die, they put five suspects gather in the one room, and try to interrogate them, one of them tells that he didn't know what is happening, the second one denies the truth because he was with some of his friends in their dorms, the third one is not

I said to him and he sighed. "I know it sounds crazy but I can't shake all this off Liam, I just can't. I feel like I'm slowly losing my sanity and it feels like someone's trying to slowly drive me mad with misery. I'm under investigation for an attempted murder when I can't even hurt a darn fly. I lost my job, my reputation that I may never get back and now I've lost my cafe and another murder case is about to surround me cause they will investigation and since I already have a pending case, they'll add me to the list of possible suspects. Tell me now Liam, am I really not cursed?" I asked, heaving a sigh of frustration as it dawned on me that I am indeed a misfortune like mom always told m

She had no idea where she was heading to but she was horrified because years back a murder she encountered changed her life and tonight she witnessed One Murder and what will it change now was her fear! *

After getting myself all comfy, I climb my bed and get ready to have an early night. I get on I*******m to see what my friends are up to and I like all their pictures. Ezra's win is all over my feed and so I decide to just put my phone down. But before doing that, I click on the Twitter notification feed that says, 'Ezra and mystery girl kissing'. I feel my heart stop for just a bit.

Lucy opened her own laptop, her hands shaking so much she could barely type. They worked in that suffocating quiet for over an hour. The only sounds were the clicking of keys on their laptops. Every time their hands came close to each other while reaching for a shared textbook, Jonathan would pull back instantly. Lucy realized then that she couldn't go back. She looked at the man across from her and knew that the quiet, obedient girl who followed Adrian’s orders had died in the storm. Even if Jonathan never kissed her again, the memory of it had changed the way she saw herself. She didn't want to be a trophy. She didn't want to be a solution to a debt.

His arrogance and contempt cut off my lifeline. Rochell sensed Timothy's change in attitude and decided on her final move. She rushed over, clutching several printed screenshots of phone chats. "Timothy, look!" She shoved the screenshots into Timothy's hand. "This is the chat history between Leah and that werewolf that I found after paying a high price to have someone hack into Leah's phone account!" On the screen, a werewolf with the contact name ‘Darling’ was chatting enthusiastically with me. Darling: [Baby, when are you going to confront that arrogant heir?]

I thought she might’ve disappeared somewhere in shame after what happened, but I guess she’s just trying to clean up. I get ready to leave her to it, giving her space to get dressed, when something catches my eye. It’s a book lying on the sectional sofa. I pick it up, turning it over in my hands. It’s clearly a romance novel, one of those old-school kinds. The cover’s a little cheesy, showing a bride and a guy in a tuxedo. I flip it open, and right there on the first page, in messy handwriting, is a dedication. "Isayanna's Copy."

I gasped sharply as the tip of his finger slipped inside my wet cunt. My entire body clenched around him instantly. Tears burned at the corners of my eyes from the sudden pleasure as I struggled to breathe through the feeling of his fingers moving slowly inside me. “Or,” he continued teasingly, “did you follow instructions because you secretly wanted this?” Goodness, It was true. The note his secretary had handed me earlier had included one ridiculous instruction: 'Don’t wear panties.' I had every intention of ignoring it. Yet somehow, before knocking on his penthouse door, I had slipped them off anyway and shoved them into my purse like some desperate, obedient girl.