Perfect Mistake Novels & Stories

she replied, “I can’t believe we are breaking history, a maid is marrying her boss.” “I don’t think anybody would believe that for you look nothing like a maid.” “But I was a maid.” “Was, but not anymore, you are my imperfect perfection,” he replied that she could only smile and wondered how can they be a perfection that is imperfect? Not getting her answer, she smiled more pronounced and listened to the priest, today is a very big day to her, a day she had looked forward to all her life with the man beside her. And she knew that just as his words ‘imperfect perfection’ confused her, so would their love confuse anyone who tries to ruin them.

His suit was rumpled, but his face remained serene. Lena stood before him. "Your sister killed someone dear to me." Leo grinned. "And?" Lena's eyes blackened. "And now she knows that I can take something from her, too." The phone rang. Michael picked it up, handed it to Lena. Mara Varela's voice was cold. "You've made a mistake." Lena smiled. "No, you did. This is me fixing it." There was silence. Then Mara spoke. "What do you want?"

"What’s wrong? Are you hurt?" "I’m fine... Eric..." Gianna’s eyes welled up, her voice choked with tears as she clung to his arm pitifully. "It’s all my fault, I knocked over the wine glass... Is Miss Sera okay? Did I say something mean? Are you angry... I’m sorry..." She cleverly shifted the blame to me, making it seem like I was some jealous, wicked woman. Eric immediately frowned at me, his Alpha dominance pressing down like a mountain. "Seraphina! I warned you, don’t cause trouble! Do I have to punish you in public before you’ll listen?"

Dexter said, and I could see the worries and pains on his face. "I tried my best to win her over, but she was afraid that I would hurt her again, and her heart is now covered with coldness, and I don't think she was capable of giving me her forgiveness which I had been dying to receive." He added. "I knew made a stupid mistake, but it was the perfect thing to do at that moment; I think you already knew what happened between us and why do I need to do it; God knows I wanted her back." He continued, and I let him talk, and I listened without interrupting him.

"I know how this looks right now." I turned around slowly, leaning back against the counter. "Looks?" "Elena—" "No, define that word for me in this context." His eyes glistened with unshed tears. "I made mistakes. Terrible mistakes." "Mistakes are forgetting to pick up dry cleaning." "Please, just listen to me—" "Mistakes are buying the wrong brand of milk," I said, my voice remaining perfectly level while his desperation mounted. "Mistakes are not systematically robbing your teenage son to build a baseline for another woman's child."

I leaned over, every pore of my body taken over with the need to know what he was saying. "It’s quite simple," he said to me. "Before anyone ever found out I made a mistake, I would fix it. Well, everybody already knows about your mistake now. The only option left for you is to fix it. Do something so amazing that nobody even remembers the mistake you made before, and it is completely buried by what you did next."

he coughed breathing hard, “I’m sorry.” “That’s right,” I looked at him “You are going to be sorry” I started walking around behind observing his legs trying to decide where I wanted to hit him, I tilted my head a few times walking around him. “Please did she send you to do this, ” he stuttered in pain. I laughed, “This is about Maya but it’s not what you think. You ruined a perfect business deal.” “What?” He looked at me with hazy eyes almost passing out. I was back facing him as I smirked finally deciding on a perfect spot to break. Bingo.

' 'Exactly! She replied to him and automatically turned to look at him and once again, they were lost in each other. I reached over to the space between Kunmi and me to pick my can Malt when my hand accidentally brushed hers that she placed near my drink. Immediately my hands brushed hers, I felt something like a jolt or a spark or whatever because I did not even have time to decipher what it was as she removed her hand almost immediately and she clamped it together with the other one. 'Hey, I'm sorry. I just...'

“So, you want to be beautiful. Mindlessly flawless. To stun all those who've looked down on you. “He says to me. Repeating the words I said to him that night, and I gulp before nodding. He stares closely at me, and questions, “How old are you? “ “ Eighteen. “I reply, and he heaves a sigh. “ I don't mean to pry, but what makes you think you're not beautiful and perfect the way you are? “He questions, and I fall silent as distasteful memories split my brain. My aunties hurtful words, Amber's upper hand over me, how much my parents value Daniel over me, the flaws I have, and how far I am from the person I want to be. “That's my business. I just want to be perfect. Can you help me, or not? “I qu