Sans Quotes Novels & Stories

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Please, let this be a joke. "Exactly and I'm serious." He says like he's reading my mind. "Oh, I... I'm really s-sorry. I'll bring it back when I get dressed." I stutter and overthink the words I just spoke out loud. I should let it wash first of course. When I'm nervous I sometimes talk weird stuff and stutter all the time. I hate to show it like this.

Not an exit strategy. This...

--- --- Clearer. --- --- And finally— --- Free. --- ---

"Yes, Mr Warburton. You said 'An extraordinary meeting of shareholders is now in session.' To which Mr Collins replied 'Who the fuck are you?'" Damn, I loved it when Beth said 'fuck'. As in 'fuck me'. Okay, I had never heard her actually say that except in my fevered imagination. Although when she said 'fuck you' or fuck off' to other guys, it was pretty neat as well. I smiled at her. She smiled back. Did I mention I love that smile? "Notices were sent out two days ago, gentlemen. As required." "That's nonsense," said Crisp, the company secretary. "I haven't received any notification of any such thing, and I would be the first to know."

Nobody there could understand. Sugai stood with his hands on his hips, head up, and sighed. He felt impossible, he wanted to cry but tried to stop the tears from flowing. He really didn't understand why his girlfriend and Daisy couldn't escape Yuki's death. It's confusing. Clearly, they’re all strangers who met each other in a different country, yet their affections were still closer than the relatives. Sugai said in pain, “Are you two going to let me continue to live?"

“No, you know it's not about that, your work is immaculate, I have no complaint about it.” “Well then, Mr. Sanders.” I said standing up and grabbing my bag “If you’ll excuse me, I must go.” “Damn it!” He exclaimed hitting the desk before getting up and reaching my way “Mark! My name is Mark! Use it!” “But, that wouldn´t be professional, sir...” “Fuck professionalism! When you opened your legs and I buried myself in you, it wasn’t professional!”

Don Torento raised an eyebrow, Amanda looked away from him quickly, she wanted to slam her palm on her forehead for saying something stupid. Don Torento was looking at her like he wanted to tear her limbs to limbs, she gulped. "S—sorry, I say stupid things sometimes."

I suggested. His eyes narrowed dangerously as he leaned forward, making the space between us smaller. “And why should I agree? If I let this pass without any consequences, then you wouldn't take me seriously. A Fitzgerald never goes back on his words” He declared and leaned even closer. His breath reeked of whiskey, and woody cologne that played with my nostrils. “And I won't make the mistake of letting someone else get away with breaching their contract again, you understand that, yes? Now, I am offering you one more chance to reconsider. You don't have a choice but I will give you a week to agree or else, you know how it is going to end” He finished and sat back down.

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