Pet Regression Novels & Stories

“The ones addicted are you two.” Petra cut her off sharply, her voice firm and steady as it sliced through the tension between them. “A tiny company with terrible qualification like yours pulled strings. Or you wouldn’t even have the chance to stand here.” Her words landed heavily, and though she spoke calmly, the meaning behind them was unmistakably harsh. She turned her full attention to Pete, her gaze steady as if she were examining a mistake she had already predicted long ago. “After all, your product’s system has a fatal bug. It’s completely worthless.”

Pete says to her while playing with her fingers. " Pete , let me tell you about me ... I was only seventeen when one of my mother's friend saw me and she train me to become a model . I work hard because she said I can help my family with the money I earn . Then one day , the lecturer in the modelling colleague abroad saw me and she took me to study in Paris . You know Pete once we arrives in Paris she wants to sell me to a man . I think they are bad man . I run , I left my bag and run , until I met an old Chinese couple . They came from America to Paris for their foutry marriage anniversary . They help me by leaving me with their friend that handling a modelling agency . I've trained and stu

"What the fuck do you mean by I have to get married before I can inherit Sparta? What sort of Madness is this?" I yelled in anger at my mother. "It is exactly what you heard, Simon. In order to inherit your own share of the properties listed in the will, you need to get married." My mother said calmly, clarifying that the sorcery that I just heard my late father's barrister had read. "What sort of a condition is that? What the fuck is that supposed to mean? What are we in now, some Hollywood chic flick movie?!" I screamed, unable to believe anything that my father could go up to this extent just to have me settle down.