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Seeing how focused he looked, a mischievous thought suddenly crossed my mind. Maybe I should tease him a little. "A blunt man," I started counting on my fingers. "A grumpy one... someone who's arrogant, too full of himself, a bully, and an absolute troublemaker." By the time I finished, one of his brows had already risen. Clearly...He knew I was describing him. "And what about your likes?" he asked calmly. I smiled to myself before continuing. "I like thoughtful men." I counted another finger. "Kind men." Another. "Playful men."

27% rogue. It made me laugh out loud and, despite the lack of detail, still told me a lot about him: that he has a great sense of humor, that he’s single, that he can cook, and that he probably plays World of Warcraft. I thought he sounded fun. But he was so much more than that.

“I panicked. I was trying to make a deal to stay here and my brain just… short-circuited. My mouth betrayed me completely.” She stared at me for another heartbeat. Then she burst out laughing — warm, genuine, and completely unexpected. She quickly covered her mouth. “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t laugh, but… our Alpha’s face must have been priceless.” I blinked. “He didn’t throw me out immediately. He just assumed I had severe head trauma.” The maid laughed harder, eyes sparkling. “Oh, that sounds exactly like him. Calm, logical, and terrifying even when he’s trying to be reasonable.”

"But I didn't bring my sports attire." Those words just glided through my lips before I managed to stop myself. Have I told you about the clown attribute to my personality? Especially when I'm nervous and try to get away with it, I would crackle jokes that most would find them barely humorous. But that never stopped me, and here I am, with my dry joke. He must have not known what to take of that super dry joke that he looks at me with the same blank stare he had earlier. Nothing changes, that makes me wonder if he's being dismissive again or he actually didn't get the joke.

"I am not praising myself. I am actually trying to tell you the kind of person that I am because, it is obvious you don't know anything about me. By the way if I may ask, if someone asks you to describe my personality just tell me what you would answer the person" "Is this a test or what?" "Not really a test, just answer me, so that I will clarify you, because it seems you are mistaking all my actions" "Okay fine, let me try and answer your question. Anyways, if someone asked me to describe your kind of person. I will be able to say that you are a disciplinarian, always talking with authority, loves respect so much, harsh most times and you are always serious. It's hard for you to laugh"

Bianca said. “I mean, why should we complicate matters when it’s very simple,” Bianca added. “Uhmm, what about his behavior or his personality? Things like that?” Mitchelle asked further more. “A guy's behavior? That is what tells you who he is, he might be grumpy, he might not like to smile and always wants to be possessive but as long as his grumpiness is what makes you happy or his weird smile is what makes your heart skip a beat.” Bianca voiced out with a dreamy smile plastered at each corner of her face.

D) Careful and selective, with passion hidden beneath calm. 6. What’s your go-to coping mechanism when stressed? A) Retreat into silence and solitude. B) Talk it out and charm your way through. C) Create distractions or stir the situation to shake off the tension. D) Take a moment to breathe and analyse before responding. 7. Your friends would describe you as: A) Loyal and brooding. B) Charming and witty. C) Calculating, clever, and mischievous. D) Calm and resilient, with a quiet strength.

Each of them was vastly different, offering personalities that kept me guessing who they were. First, there was Zephyr. He was the life of the chat, always ready with a clever joke or a quirky meme. His messages were filled with energy, and his effortless charm often left me laughing out loud something that my family couldn't give me, happiness. He seemed genuinely interested in me, asking about my day and sharing hilarious anecdotes about his job and how boring it was. Zephyr was like a burst of sunshine, he is a jolly good fellow although, I haven't seen his face, but I couldn't help but look forward to the messages. He told me, everything about his look, judging from his description of hi

Liam had an uncanny ability to infuse laughter and light-heartedness into any situation. His jokes, witty remarks, and playful banter seemed to dissolve the weariness of the physical work we were engaged in. The repetitive strokes of the paintbrush and the meticulous care required to refurbish the furniture might have been tiring, but Liam's humor was a refreshing reprieve. It kept us going, and his ability to make even mundane tasks feel like fun was a testament to his infectious spirit.

I asked, never losing eye contact. He was taken aback by my sudden forwardness. “They are mostly on point,” he replied wittily. “Why haven’t I heard about this incredible trait of yours? If its mostly on point like you said.” He threw his head back and laughed. “Baby, I’m a man of many facets. I don’t have just one incredible thing about me. I’m handsome, brainy, and successful. I didn’t get to the place I am with just one single trait,” he ended with a scoff.