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Via exclaimed, stepping back quickly. The woman looked her up and down, a small, tight-lipped smile forming. "No problem," she said smoothly, her voice tinged with curiosity. "Are you one of the new team members?" "Yes, I am," Via replied politely. "I'm Olivia Hansen. And you are?" "Stacey Evans," the woman said, extending a perfectly manicured hand. "I'm an old family friend of Raizen's." Via shook her hand, feeling a bit of tension in the air. "Nice to meet you."

Heavens stares at me, her eyes shifting from my face to my body. Is she checking me out? No way, I'm overthinking. "What are you two losers doing here? In case you didn't know, this is a party for popular people." Heaven says, circling her hand in motion to the people around us. "Really? So then where are they?" I ask, looking around. I hear a snicker from behind me and I then around to see.... Jay? What is he doing here?? "Whatever, just because I don't feel like dealing with you I'll let you be here just this once." Heaven replies.

When he opened his eyes, he felt much better. The headache was gone, and the unnatural tension in his chest faded into nothingness. His mind was clear as his vision slowly adjusted to his surroundings. He could hear Allison’s voice saying something to him, but he couldn’t hear it for a moment. Instead, he slowly turned his head to face her, unable to speak. Because what else could he say? This was such a strange phenomenon. It was as if he had awakened from a long dream, from a completely different life, and then suddenly jerked awake to realize that it was all a nightmare.

The flowers are also glowing with different colors but most of them are dark. We are star-struck! We didn’t expect this to happen! We didn’t expect to see these! “Am I dead? This place, it looks like heaven.” Havoc whispered. “You seriously think this looks like heaven, you haven’t been there, idiot.” Tristan joked. I chuckled. “You’re always bad on supporting other people. You know it’s just an expression.” “I’m just spitting some facts. We also don’t know if you’ll reach heaven, Havoc. Your name alone doesn’t stand a chance up there.”

I click the message bubble and the conversation opens. It reads: YOU’RE GETTING TOO CLOSE TO STERLING. STAY AWAY FROM HIM! HE’S DANGEROUS!!

Are there strangers that you don’t even know? Are you scared that you might just get lost? ……….. Then an angel came to me, And told me never to be sad. Just be strong and healthy fit for her. Even though she didn’t last with me for a lifetime. Be sure to know she’s happier and feeling better. Cos she’s smiling in heaven, she’s smiling in heaven Smile-smile-smiling in heaven, she’s smiling in heaven Free from the pains of this life.

“This is not about him. This is about our sisterly relationship.” “Then you’ve got nothing to worry about. I’m the one who slept with a stranger and refused to take a morning-after pill. And that wasn’t on purpose. I had slept with Zion a couple of times and I didn’t get pregnant. I thought I wasn’t a very fertile lady so a night with a stranger without protection was probably nothing. But it’s cool. I can’t imagine living a life without Ryan in it. He is my greatest blessing of all.” “The stranger’s sperm was definitely stronger than Zion’s own.”

Daniel__ I pulled up to a small apartment building in my sleek black Escalade. It was quiet and a bit cold. Heaven had texted me her address after our call, her voice still echoing in my mind—soft, a little breathless, like she was trying to play it cool but failing adorably. I'd lost my wallet at that upscale restaurant, Mosaic Cuisine, but honestly, I left it there intentionally. She was too stunning for me to overlook: long dark hair falling over her shoulders and those wide blue eyes that sparkled with innocence. Her uniform hugged her curves just right, rev the soft, full breasts and rounded hips. I couldn't stop imagining my hands spanking that round ass.

Then, she found herself in El Paraiso, a small town with breathtaking beauty. El Paraiso was ruled by the Saldieguez, from politics to business. Her path crossed to the CEO of Nirvana Hotel and the youngest of Saldieguez named Luther. In Paradise Club, where all fantasies happened, the two of them had an agreement—to be “Strangers with Benefits”. With Eura being a brokenhearted widow and Luther as a troublesome playboy CEO, will things work between the both of them? Will the “Strangers with Benefits” contract between them work? Because the both of them know, at the end of the day . . . they’re just strangers to each other.

I said. “Where? Should I drive you?” he asked. I snapped my head at him. “Why? You're bored and looking for a plaything to pass the time with?” I asked harshly. His brows creased. “What?” “Listen, Aaron, you don't like me, I get it, stop confusing me. One minute you're nice, the next minute you're shouting at me. Sometimes you make me feel like we are buddies and other times, you remind me that we are nothing but strangers to each other”