Novel & Cerita Rebecca Schaeffer Book

“I want to go home,” Rebecca whispered to April-the secretary sitting beside her. Rebecca Clovin, the beautiful manager, felt something strange happening to her body. Her heart was pounding, her whole body felt hot as if sparks were igniting inside her. Yet, at the team dinner held in a five-star hotel, she hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol. From the start, she only intended to treat her team to dinner to celebrate the success of the new product they had developed. She had only eaten steak, salad, and a glass of orange juice...

“I didn’t, I didn’t….” Rebecca denied it repeatedly. She was shaking like a leaf. Recently, she had been trying to please Titus, Matthew, and Sheryl. She thought she could deceive everyone by being careful. She was even secretly pleased with herself, even thinking that these people were too easy to fool Unexpectedly, her schemes had not been able to escape Titus’ eyes. This man was too terrifying.

Ava said as I nodded. "I just need to charm this woman and act smitten by her and in no time she'll fall for me. Then I can propose. Order me a ring, your choice one she wouldn't be able to say no to." I said as Ava picked up her tablet by her side and starts shopping online. "Tell me about this woman?" The little I know about her would work in my favour. “Rebecca Marlowe. Daughter of Elijah and Annabelle Marlowe. She’s a practicing lawyer working at her father’s firm. Twenty-seven. Never been in a relationship. Extremely shy, doesn’t drink, and conservative in her ways.” Ava rattled off.

She quickened her pace. Inside, Jessica was still sprawled on her bed, earbuds in. Faith was asleep, curled up like a comma. No one else was packing. Then Rebecca emerged from the bathroom, face fully beat, hair laid, perfume trailing behind her. She strolled to Jessica’s bed and smirked. “Finally. I’m leaving this dirty doom.” Her voice dripped with satisfaction. “God, I can’t be any happier. Imagine sharing a room with your enemy.” She flipped her hair. “I can’t believe I survived this scholarship dorm.”

And I wondered if she was even aware of what Luke was playing at. It may have been the alcohol, but everything that the man seemed to do was downright sensual and very inviting. And I slowly, I was falling for that charm. Never once in my wildest dream did I ever think I would look at a man with blonde hair and want to bed him right there and then. But then Luke… “I can assure you, Miss Brown…” Rebecca, the blonde with red lips and hazel eyes said with a dazzling smile. “I am not a reader myself but when that book came out, I just had to get myself a copy.” She countered, and I forced a smile.

All she’d done was write down her thoughts on how society made big women feel and how women living with curves needed to change their thinking to stop feeling inferior to anyone smaller. Along with all the fame of her book, she’d been in the public’s eye. Something she hadn’t enjoyed at all. She sucked it up and did what she had to in order to give big girls a voice. Rebecca had been harassing her about an interview for her magazine as well. Their last conversation hadn’t gone well. If only Rebecca could see the beauty of Aurora. The gorgeous forest and how clean the air felt. So crisp. Even waking up to two suns had done nothing but add to the charm of the alien planet.

, I opened and closed my mouth like a fish. I had no idea how to react. How come she knew about it? Who was she? Did I get the internship offer because of her? Fuck there were so many questions running in my head but I didn't have any answer with me currently. . . . #TBC . . Author Note: Any idea who is Rebecca? Do help Oliver to solve his doubt.

While the other friend slightly smirks to get a chance to adore her face and body more. "Alright, wait here." She turned and felt the same gaze again but tried to ignore it and started looking around at the shelves, while both boys smirked at each other and looked at her backside with dirty gazes. Their faces look proud to get her back. Rebecca, realizing their gazes, tried to find books fast, but at last, could not find the books. She turned back to look at both boys whose eyes still had the same beast gaze. Rebecca senses their sights trying to speak less.

Shiela said cheerfully. “That’s Rebecca! She transferred last Friday!” Friday? That was the day before my mission. But I didn’t remember her. Not a single interaction. That couldn’t be right. Someone like her—I’d notice. “She’s pretty,” I muttered absently. Shiela heard me and practically exploded into giggles. “She is! And she’s super nice! But kind of mysterious, you know?” My eyes didn’t leave Rebecca. Something was off. Her scent. Her presence. Her eyes.

The curtains had been washed and fixed, drawn back and the rays of the setting sun now softened the deep blue of the velvet chair beneath the reading lamp. She stepped inside slowly, not sure what she was even looking for. Everything had been so carefully preserved, and yet it all felt different. Rebecca moved around the desk and pulled open the side drawer she hadn’t touched in years. Her fingers paused on a slim, spiral-bound notebook with childish stickers peeling along the front. Alecia’s handwriting was unmistakable, etched across the top in ink and glitter pen was; This book is private!! If you’re not me, CLOSE IT!