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I don’t try touching it again. Closing the box, I approach the shelves. I take out the book closest to me. Brushing off the dust, I realize it’s a strategy book, written in delicate penmanship. The paper is fragile, but the tome is bound with great care. The other side of the shelf seems to have hard-bound journals. It’s like an entire couple’s life secured in one small room. I hear a scraping sound, and I turn my head to see Robert picking up a stack of small portraits from one of the iron boxes in the corner.

I only knew I woke up too late because the glaring sunlight was already piercing through the thin sheets of the curtains. “Good morning, dear.” Zed’s voice rang in my head, so I turned to glance at him. He was already sitting in an upright position, his back on the bedboard. A motivational book by Robert Kiyosaki was in his hand. “Good morning,” I replied, turning to my other side with eyes closed. The part of the bed on his side then sank, and I knew he was lying beside me. As soon as the movement steadied, I felt his mouth on my nape, running down my shoulders.

The look on my face was all that he needed to know that he’d have to explain just a bit more before I’d be on the same page with him. Taking my hand, he gently pulled me off the counter height stool. “Come with me. I want to show you something.” I asked no questions as I allowed him to lead me, once again, up the servant’s stairs and back into the servant’s quarters. This time, instead of taking me in a lover’s embrace, he stood me before a sofa that was upholstered in the gaudiest lemon yellow fabric that I’d ever seen. I was so taken aback with my dislike for the sofa that it was a few moments before I realized that it was the oval mirror hanging on the wall behind it that he wanted m

If only her body and mind works at the same pace. "Sandra?" Salvador asked curiously. "My sister." Luna nodded. "You don't look alike." He stated. "They say that alot." Her eyes caught a quite complex map. She wasn't that good at reading maps but she could tell it was more of an action theme by the different territories marked out. "The maps are for your books right?" "Hmm..." Salvador hummed. "Then which book is this?" She turned over the book for him to see. "Let me see." He adjusted the nerdy glass sitting on his nose, squinting his eyes at the note. "I think it's 'NEKON'S.' map."

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Hopefully, I find a clue or two to tell Alpha Luggard about when next he orders me to dream walk and meet him at his pack. I position the ladder to climb and find a book since I don’t find anything interesting yet and I climb up. Soon my eye catches a book because the title sounds absurd a little and I pluck it out of the shelf before coming down the ladder. I turn the book in my hand and my eyes catch the author’s name ‘Sidney Sheldon’. The book title reads ‘The Sky Is Falling’ and I chuckle before I go off to find a place seat and read through it for while before I’ll begin to quietly search while Alpha Hugh is busy with his work and online meetings.

The woodwork of the wardrobe, cabinet and bed side table was homey. She sat on the bed, jiggled it and chuckled when it creaked. At the bottom of the bed side table was a mini section of shelf filled with worn out books. She skipped through several before she noticed a black, old book with a red ribbon sewn in its spine.

she rolled her eyes and went in the opposite direction to proceed with her main task. “I finally found the Non-fiction section!” she silently cried in joy after spending a couple of minutes walking around the huge shop, “I can’t believe it’s located in the far left corner, no wonder I couldn’t find it so easily.” she murmured. Her fingers trailed each of the book’s spines while muttering the titles, Valencia is searching for the book named, ‘The Golden Success’, a manual literature that made the world’s well-known businessmen and businesswomen massively successful.

Chapter 190 FAKE BIANCA The bedroom had the specific quality of a space that two people had inhabited together and that had not yet fully adjusted to being a space for one of them — the wardrobe had her clothes on one side and his on the other, with a precision that looked like something that had developed over time rather than been imposed. There was a book on the nightstand on her side that had been set down face-down to mark a page, which I had not touched because moving it would change the page and the real woman would not have lost her place.