Rumah Dimas Novels & Stories

he said as he took a step back and then seconds later reappeared with a shirt now covering his perfectly toned chest. "I also emphasise the need for being modest in the shared space, but you don't seem to adhere to it, so I shouldn't be responsible for your nakedness in the presence of our guest," Javier countered as he gestured to me to get deeper into the house. Unlike our house that lacked flavour, I could tell that these guys both liked football and R&B music. "Oh, pardon my ass of a roommate. Welcome to our house," he said, stalking to me and then stretching his hand for a shake. "I am not usually like that, and I am Matt," he introduced himself, and I am intrigued by the special way he

I guess drinking water alone for the past two days wasn't such a good idea! "Come on then. Lucky for you, the restroom is just a stone throw away" she says hoping out of her bed and I do the same.. We quietly exit the room and we walk in the passage lit with the orange flame from the candels. Just as she had said, we soon getting the restroom. Much to my surprise, there is a quite clean room with a few pretty clean WC's. ~how in fu*ks name can they keep the restroom clean, but not the bathroom!!?

Thea grumbled “Because I'm going to be really disappointed if you let one thing that went wrong in your life ruin everything else you've managed to build with Alice.” Before Massimo could even think of what to respond, she hung up, giving him no choice but to grab his briefcase nearby and leave the office, passing through the now almost completely dark and empty corridors. At least Josiah wasn't as critical as his wife, remaining silent as he helped Massimo into the car and drove him through the streets, to the luxury condominium where the mansion Micah had purchased was located. Very different from Massimo's farm, which was old-fashioned and had been owned by the Bianchis for generations, e

Roommate needed: Male or female, doesn’t smoke, tidy, can cook tasty meals is a plus, minds their business – I scoffed at the roommate ad, is he looking for a roommate or does he want a maid? I folded the paper into my bag as I walked into the bank to clear out all the money from me and Marty’s joint account, ten thousand dollars, it was nothing much but it was enough to get me started on a new life.

"I do have some news, actually. My roommate has changed." A pause occurred. “A roommate?” However, you consistently stated that you liked living alone. "Financial necessity," said Grace. "The rent increased." "Is she nice, at least?" "He," Grace said differently. "And yes, he's... nice." One more, lengthier pause. "A roommate who is male? Is that smart, Grace? “Mom, it's quite natural.” He works at Luciana's as a cook. Elena gave us an introduction. "Well, if Elena vouches for him..." The tone used by her mother implied that Elena's judgment was at best dubious. “Just exercise caution, my love.” "Men can be."

Lucas went to Domus Malum and searched for his clients’ application. He knew his Father will come at the weak ones, just like what he did to Mrs. Hathaway, but he was also torn thinking that his Father might come at those evil-spirited and use them against him or to other people.

"So how come you're here. Who brought you?" "My roommate," I said matter of factly. "He is such a gentleman," Chris said, sarcastically. "Why didn't he show you around? I'm sure you haven't been in this house before." "I'm going to get a drink," I told him and went to find something.

"Please follow me." She led them down the hall and opened a door. It was a small room, dimly lit and cold. In the middle of the room was a bed covered with a white sheet. Mom stopped at the doorway. Her eyes locked on the sheet. Her lips shook violently, but no sound came out. Dad walked forward. Each step looked like it cost him everything. He reached out. The moment his fingers touched the sheet, he drew back. Then he forced himself to reach again.