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she asked. Kingsley leaned casually against the desk. “Only the stubborn ones...You being the first, I need you perfect at this.” She accepted the juice reluctantly. “Thank you.” They sat there quietly for a moment. Then Kingsley spoke again. “You made good progress,” he said, nodding toward her screen. “What’s the concept?” Sara hesitated before explaining. “It’s an emotional support app,” she said softly. “Something simple… for people who are struggling but don’t have anyone to talk to.”

My ride was already waiting outside. ***** Sitting in my room engrossed in the book I am reading. After the visit to Sarah's house, I got home and no one was home as usual. My parents are very busy people. My dad owned various oil companies in Different countries and of course had to travel from time to time. My mum is a businesswoman. She travelled a lot too. Hopefully, she'd be around tomorrow. Deciding that the book was starting to bore me. I opened the I*******m app and started scrolling through the posts.

“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.

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Some might develop into good friends while others into lovers. "I want you to make the best graphic video to publish on all social media platforms for this app and a separate advertisement for the billboards and television." "No problem, I'm just going to need you to send me important notes about your app especially the different stages that the users will go through since the app restarts every one year for different groupings right?" "Yes, I will get my assistant to do that. She had to attend her child's pre-school graduation today." "Send my congratulations, I will be sure to send some flowers her way."

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He let out the friendliest of smiles, making Anderson very uncomfortable. Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive the stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation