Novel & Cerita Review Of The Book Night

They just stare at me in silence. *** That evening, while Ayesha rested in her room and Leo met with the hotel manager to finalize the next day's transportation, I sat alone on the balcony. The Nile shimmered beneath the moonlight and it was beautiful. Normally, the peaceful view calmed me but tonight… It only made me restless. The book about Kharef rested on my lap and almost without thinking, I opened it. The pages fluttered on their own, again, and they stopped at the final chapter, at the same page I had read before but strangely something was different.

There were three beds in the room, and it looked more like a mini-suite. He must’ve seen that I wasn’t convinced. “Promise, we’ll talk tomorrow. You should’ve seen yourself—your dark circles are screaming that you need rest.” I gave in and lay down. He placed the extra pillow behind me. I wasn’t sleepy at first, but the moment I felt the soft mattress and warm blanket, my eyelids began to grow heavy. Well... I let them win tonight. The Next Day “So?” he began as the waiter placed our coffee on the table. “What’s the deal?”

ANDY’S POV I barely slept a wink last night and I seriously hate the fact I couldn’t because I tried so much to just close my eyes but my own words kept hunting me. Maybe I was too harsh on Angela last night and I realized that like few hours into the night. I run my hand through my hair as I swing my feet off the bed and walk into the living room. I did not have dinner yesterday because of what happened and I was feeling so hungry right now. I step into the kitchen to fix something for myself, and settle for some leftover pizza, literally wolfing it down in seconds

He took a seat on the couch opposite hers and stretched a copy of the book to her, she took it from him and opened it. “Ready?” Axel asked and she nodded in response. “What do you not understand about the book?” He asked. “Everything.” She replied and looked up at him. “Summarise what you read to me.” He ordered and she smiled. “A man kidnapped a lady and made her do whatever he wanted. He was obsessed with her and dominant over her till they grew old together.” Lily explained and Axel nodded. She really read the book to the end.

Step one was dealing with the bracelet. I was thinking about how to get my bracelet to David because that was important to me, but I didn’t know how to react or even function if I saw him again, knowing what happened last night. What if I asked him if there were any specific bracelets in his room when he forgot who the girl he slept with was, then I am going to be doomed. It feels like I made him remember that I am the woman he spent the night with. Thinking about this infuriated me until my phone rang. It was River.

The remnants of someone’s bedroom that was long forgotten about crashed around us. We screamed in terror. I was beginning to fear the house was going to fall down on us. We continued to hear the sound of slamming and fighting happening through the house. I was clawing at everything to try and find an escape. Out of nowhere, a book dropped in my lap. It was old. It looked like it used to be cream colored with purple lace. This matches Gabrielle’s style. I saw a key lock. Suddenly, a key dropped from the binding of the book. It was a diary of some kind. I think Gabrielle’s spirit or someone wants me to have this. I shoved it into my bag and peaked out the door. I could tell it was still not s

If Caroline could look me in the eye and pour boiling water without a flicker of hesitation, what else was she capable of? A quiet chill crept up my spine. This wasn't just a rivalry between housekeepers. This was danger. The memory of the afternoon rushed back with the sting, the hot water. Wait… Afternoon? I looked up at the wall clock. “1:07am," Did I sleep for that long and why?

Madison’s POV Bip bip Bip bip bip Bippppp Why are my mornings always like this? Why can’t I ever sleep peacefully?, It feel like my brain contents were being ran through a meat grinder. Graphic? I know. I can feel the bright presence of the sun rays on my face, I must have forgotten to pull down the blinds yesterday, did I mention that my head was killing me? My demonic phone must think it’s at an audition with this enthusiastic performance it’s giving…Oh God, why won’t it shut up!!!

When I woke up early this morning, I turned on the bed to find he wasn't there again. As expected, he might be beating himself up on why someone who is ‘straight’ spent the most wonderful night in a gay man's bed. I had sex with him, I also had no regrets. I walked out of the room, burying myself behind me as I saw a car pull into the mansion from the window. “They're here.” Dad replied and I grunted, shifting uncomfortably. A few minutes later, the door opened and she stepped in, walking towards me with a big smile on her face.

Nadia turned pages at regular intervals, her eyes tracing lines she didn't fully absorb. At twelve-forty, the chill of the deep night began to creep inward from the glass windows. Nadia closed her book, the sound small but definitive in the room, and stood up. "Goodnight," she said, smoothing down her cardigan. Caiden looked up from the dying hearth, his dark eyes fixed on her face for a lingering second. "Goodnight," he said.