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I thought: this is what it looks like. Not the gala. Not the midnight apartment. Not the dark and Prague and it worked. This. Six AM and coffee on my side of the table and work to do and him across from me and Isabelle smiling at her laptop and the city outside the windows doing what it always did. This was what it looked like. I picked up my pen. Went back to work. End of Chapter Fourteen.

It's getting hot in here, sweet mother of cookies! I couldn't say anything and could only stare at his dark eyes and lips. “Would you like to know what that is?” I gave a timid nod. “Your sweet lips,” he said, pressing his lips against mine, and everything else faded away. There are sparks here, butterflies there, and fireworks all over the place. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/N - There's still an hour to be the next day in our country, so we think it still counts as Thursday's update (nervous laughs) but we still apologize for the late update. Anyways, comment your opinions about the chapter if you like it and support

She fanned herself and wandered until she reached a large room on the second floor where only a half dozen or so people were gathered. She sat down and took off her stilettos, not caring if people were watching. Her feet ached and she was exhausted and starving. She was considering calling an Uber and getting some In-N-Out Burger when Hayden came stumbling toward her. “There you are.” He collapsed into the chair next to her, chuckling. “I can see your boobs down your dress when you bend over.” “Then don’t look,” she snapped. “Then don’t bend over.” He shrugged, swirling his drink in his glass. “I bet Carter looked down your shirt all the time.”

When the elevator opened on the fourth floor, they saw Susi and Tukijo chatting. Ningsih immediately ran towards them and apologized for her tardiness. Susi introduced her to Tukijo, but the boy kept glaring at her from head to toe. "Do you think you can fool me? Sis," Tukijo said with a thin smile. Cecep and Sugeng, who were beside Tukijo, were very surprised, eyes wide open. "Jo, are you sure you recognize her?" Cecep whispered. "Of course. Right, Sis." Once again, Tukijo smiled thinly.

And the thought of that, even imagined, made my stomach knot with a delicious ache. I leaned on the railing, eyes following the stretch of sunlight across his window. My imagination refused to stop. I pictured him sipping his coffee, paused mid-motion, head tilting, eyes squinting as though he recognized me from the whisper. And then he would smile. That faint, teasing smile that belonged only to him.

“Then ice cream after. You can pick the flavor. Even that weird mango-chocolate you like.” I smiled into the pillow, heart stupidly full. God help me, I’d fight him every day. And still, I’d always want to fall asleep in his arms. END OF CHAPTER 41

A small, barely-there smile graced his lips. He looked like a golden, contented cat basking in the sun. Harper pressed the shutter button. Capture. She looked at the photo and whispered to herself: "Much better than a billionaire. He looks like... Sebastian." (End of Chapter 12)

"A-Are you threatening me? And when did I ever do anything with six people…" "All those dreams you had while you were asleep, Winston? They were real. Face the facts: you're old and hideous. You got to feel like a man by spending time with beautiful women for a few million—it was worth it. And one more thing, Winston, don't go to the police. It'll be better for both of us." With that, Nancy hung up. As soon as the call ended, I felt myself blacking out and almost fell backward. Luckily, Lawrence caught me in time.

She stopped the call, her frustration boiling. Later that evening, Ava found herself in the corner booth of an expensive bar. Roman sat across from her, nursing a whiskey he barely touched. “You’re playing a dangerous game,” she added, leaning forward. Roman’s stare didn’t waver. “So are you.” “You think dragging me into this will somehow vindicate you?” He shrugged, the picture of nonchalance. “You’re here, aren’t you?” “Not for you,” she shot back. “For the truth.”

I growled, they better not harm a hair on Tiffany’s head. “Now that’s the spirit! Go fetch them for me and you two will be released.” She said happily. She opened the cage door, and I stepped out before snapping myself to the gates of hell. It had been a while since I had visited. I’m sure my brothers will be displeased to see me. After all, they stayed in hell while I was raised on earth, so they were jealous of me. TRIGGER WARNING Rest of the chapter is RAPE To avoid, skip to next chapter