Stuck In The Middle Book Novels & Stories

Middle state is a country known for its beauty and diverse landscape, well preserve culture and tradition with beautiful women. In a dark room, stood a girl as she tries to find somewhere to lend on as she staggers. "Why... It's so dark!" She complains, in her drunken state, voice soft and cracking. Blindly, she locates the bed, and falls on it, letting herself get consumed in the comfort feeling as her hands search everywhere. "Andriy?" She calls out. Her hands land on a firm figure by the side, and without thinking, she grabs it, pulling it closer.

Royal P.O.V: This company was all but dead. I'm not sure if getting in was a good idea, and I think I already messed up by spilling coffee on her. But she was still careless—who jumps out of an elevator without looking? I was here for a reason, and I had to be patient until my goal was met. There was no one else who could get me what I wanted except her, and even if it meant rummaging through the dirt, I would do it as long as I got what I wanted in the end.

Palmer would come by later to settle the bill. Panic surged through me. I struggled desperately, only to find that while the restraints looked soft, there was no way to break free. "Where's everyone? I thought I told them I'd come by to settle the bill today." Mr. Palmer's voice drew closer and closer until it sounded just a few steps away. Frozen in this embarrassing position, I felt my face flush crimson. And in my panic, I froze completely, not daring to move a muscle. "Is this a new doll that just arrived?"

Jim never thought Cara would be the one in front of him with his offer, he thinks she is strong-willed and stubborn but Jim isn't going to sit her down and advise her like a father, he is lucky that she before him now and he won't ruin it. Cara can't believe she uttered those words, the smug on his face disgusts her him. To make it worse and uncomfortable, she feels the middle-aged man grab her butt with her smirk on his face. She wants to slap the smug of his face and break his nose but she stands still until he lets go. All she can see his red with murder on her mind but she controls it.

She gave him one of the best welcome home sex. His vision started to clear bit by bit and the pain behind his head reduced, even though his vision was clearing up, he couldn’t see much. It was still dark, that was when he remembered. “Joanne!” Simon called out weakly, struggling to get out of the rubbles he was in. The mafia gangsters had dumped him in a refuse area, which was in between tall buildings; nobody would ever find him there until the morning. Luckily for him, he was a hard head and gained consciousness faster than they thought.

The cards were laid before me, I had to pick a side. I was stuck in a maze, wondering how I got into this mess - a mix so uneven. I should have listened. I should have left when I had the chance. I gasped for air, trying my hardest to breathe in such a state. It felt like I was drowning, struggling for my life while holding on to thinnest sheet of breath I could grab on to. I felt myself jerk severally but I still could not tell where I was.

I would have thought I was kidnapped if I wasn't familiar with this room, maybe the door was mistakenly locked or it had a problem. I decided to call for help, maybe someone would hear me out. "Help,I am stuck here. ''I shouted while banging on the door but no one came. I went back to the bed and sat down when I became tired. Is there something going on that I don't know of? Who were those men and what do they want from us?How did I end up here and where is Raymond? what happened?.I was literally so confused that I felt like my head was about to burst open.

"Excuse me, how am I supposed to just go home? My car is fucking stuck!" He looked at me like I was being so annoying. I might be, but he can't just expect me to leave just like that? On foot over a mile away from home? He went to my car, opening the burnett. I don't know what he touched, but when he asked me to start the engine, it started in one touch. He closes the burnett, walking to the driver side. He didn't say a word for a moment, then when he did, he left.

My laughter came out bitter. "At least when she's angry at me, she's talking to me," I added. The truth settled between us. Because it sounded ridiculous. Yet it was real. Gabriel folded his arms. "You love her." I shook my head. "It stopped being that simple a long time ago." The room grew quiet. Outside the office door, I could hear distant footsteps and hospital announcements. Life continuing. People moving, but meanwhile, I felt completely stuck. "I saw her yesterday," I said.