Pick Me Lirik Novels & Stories

Mikee said dramatically, “tonight is your last night as a virgin. I hope you enjoy it and don’t regret anything tomorrow. In the name of Mikee, I bless you. Love you! See you tomorrow!” She kissed my cheek and walked away, swaying drunkenly. I watched her disappear down the hallway before letting out a deep breath. Then I knocked on the door of VIP Room 92. After a few knocks, the door finally opened. “What do you want, Miss?” the man asked with a frown. He was even more handsome up close. My eyes drifted to his lips—they were red and tempting. “Make me pregnant,” I said without hesitation. I didn’t even know him.

Love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do Love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do Touch me like you do, to-to-touch me like you do What are you waiting for? after completion of my song iam looking at my smiling prince everyone is praising me I got call from dad i went to talk to dad after talking to dad I seen my prince coming near me he said "I never thought my cutie can sing" I didn't replied he seen my hand the ring he given me is not there then he said "where is the ring" I replied "ring oh it is no more I removed it" I know it's in my chain

But at this moment, that trust just felt like a joke. The phone screen lit up. I entered the password, and it was unlocked successfully. While he was still in the kitchen, I scrolled through his messages, call logs, and social media quickly. Most of it was clean and minimalist, just like him. That was until I opened a chat window labeled "Liana Redfern." There weren't many messages, and they were spaced far apart, but each one stung. "I'm wearing the blue gown to tomorrow night's banquet. You said I look beautiful in that color. We're going to take the perfect photo in front of the Moon Goddess statue. Honestly, I can't wait!"

" In the past, I would have screamed, cried, and cursed Vanessa for trying to step into my marriage. Now, I no longer had the energy to care whether Ethan still had feelings for her. I shook off his hand and changed my shoes. Then I walked to the dining table and took a sip of water. Ethan stood beside me, lowering his head, his dark eyes heavy. "Sophie. "Are you angry?" I lifted my eyes and looked at him calmly. "No." His pupils contracted. His breathing grew heavier. "I can explain." I did not answer. He followed me around the room. "Ethan, you don't need to explain. "I only have one request. I want a divorce."