Novel & Cerita Storie

And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"

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Every time I tried to edge away, he mirrored me, step for step. During lunch, he appeared again. A bag in his hand. I stared at it, suspicious. “I brought food,” he said simply, placing it on the table in front of me. I glared, ready to shove it away. “I don’t want your food.” He leaned closer, his gaze locked on mine. “You’re going to eat it anyway.” I shook my head, scowling, and slammed the bag to the floor. My stomach growled despite me. I hated that I was hungry. I hated that my hand shook as I picked up the food. I hated that I couldn’t let him know how much I wanted it.

The anchor’s voice was crisp and cold as she spoke: “In breaking news tonight, we uncover the past of Amira Santis, formerly known as Rosa Pedro. Records and footage show she spent two years working as a stripper under this alias before resurfacing in the journalism field. What does this mean for her sudden connection to billionaire Montez Vitalio, especially on the eve of Vitalio Corporation’s 100th anniversary?”

He'd become separated from his comrades and – "Was he a prince?" I interrupt the story. "A prince?" Gran looks thoughtful. "Well, this is a very old story my sweet. There are many different tellings of it. Some people do say he was a prince. Others tell it that he was a wandering knight in service to some ancient king, or else an elvish noble of the Fairy Court, lost and far from home. Some people even say he had wings like a bird, and he'd fallen down from a country above the clouds just to meet the girl.

I replied and she smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." She said and giggled. I chuckled hearing her. She was right. No one would ever believe us. Not our future kids and grandkids. No one would believe our Stupid Love Story.

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store and almost bought the store itself because it sells a lot of peculiar things. Yeah. I zoned out on that because those four incoming people just entered the field. I’m sure the two of them are the mean prince and Vaughn. A weird and unsettling sight for me. “Nevertheless, chimney! It’s time to present our morning feasts!” the sudden shout of Riain brought my attention back to them. He plopped down on the ground and sat with his legs crossed. His friend’s eyes widened before it turned to crescents as he broke into a wide, toothy grin.

“I told you, I won’t force you.” “But we must, I mean we can’t fake the-” “We’ll mark each other. It'll be enough to sustain our story. I know how you feel about it, but the mark will fade away eventually. We'll renew it once in a while.” By the end of this talk, he was only in his underwear. A small whimper escaped my mouth causing me to slap a hand over it. His laugh filled the room. Despite the turmoil of emotions that were ravaging my mind, I couldn’t deny the fact that his body was nothing less than perfect.