Sweeter Tweet Novels & Stories

He was a heartache but he was her heartache. ‘Could she have feelings for me all this time?’ Mike thought to himself as he walked out of Sarah’s room. A smile brushed across his face. A sudden tingling filled his cheeks. As soon as he came to his room, he took his phone from the charger. On speed dial, he edited a contact, which was previously saved as SWEETHEART to MY SWEETHEART.

Hundreds of boxes stacked at the front desk, the dark red fruit piled into little mountains. A young girl from HR ran up. "Mr. Bassett… we're really doing this?" "Yes." "And the campaign?" "Do it." By three in the afternoon, the company's official account posted. The photos were meticulously arranged: cherries spilling onto velvet cloth, a company-logo card beside them, handwritten words: [Sweetness fills the New Year.] Caption: [This New Year, we don't want money. Just sweetness.] The comments exploded. The first few praised it.

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Sugary Goodness "That's not how it is supposed to work Mr. McCain. Yes... I know you had paid a large amount of money. Yes... but our girl is still free to decide. It is quite clear on the agreement sir. Let's see, how about if I set you up with a more suitable girl for you? I'm really sorry about this. Why don't you take Jaquelyn to dinner first, anyplace of your choosing all expenses are on us, as a token of our apology. Then if you deemed appropriate, she will replace your previous one? And I will take care of everything personally. Yes sir, I understand. I will set it up with Jaquelyn tonight. Thank you, sir." Damn billionaires! I finally ended his call. Mr. McCain was one of our top pay

She sipped on her cocktail and continued with her explanation. "That said, we have millionaires and billionaires as clients here Lorraine. That's why we keep it close. There are no sluts, whores, nor strippers in our list of sugar babies, almost all of them are socialites just like yourself. Most will want to have sex with you. While the older daddies, usually just want the companion of a beautiful young woman by their side. Just because they can. As for boundaries of sex, that's for you and your sugar daddy to talk about, and will remain private amongst you both." My turn on sipping my cheap soda. But she quickly ordered my favorite vodka cherry. "It's on me, just because you took your time

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I remembered my network signal going off when I got here, I couldn't imagine these people having some kind of social platforms. "What do you mean?" Sara chuckled instead of getting annoyed. "We have everything you guys have over there. Even more than that. But it's a complete wolf thing, we only follow one another and not people from your world." Fair enough. The phone already had I*******m on it, alongside a couple of social blogging platforms like F******k, Twitter and even a Wolverine app which I didn't care enough to ask Sara about. "Make me the first person you follow" She winked at me. "Don't worry, I post exciting fashion content, you know what I mean " She was more excited about this

In an instant, the paid Internet troll"s account became an influencer with tens of millions of fans. With the sudden update of Twitter, Teddy found that the only person he followed has just tweeted a year later. There were only four words on the tweet, but each word was shocking. "I am Cassie Garsia." In an instant, Twitter boiled with excitement. It had been reposted millions of times, and some people even began to cheer and jump with joy. "See, I told you that Cassie is Kate. You don"t believe me!" "It"s a slap in the face, a slap in the face for all those who said Cassie has imitated!"

Zeiara muttered, glancing over at Zeeve, who was simply listening at the time. "Don't be concerned, Ade! I'm confident that you'll come to like my cousin because he was a good man! He has a natural ability to captivate people,” she encouraged with a grin on her face. I was about to say something else when Zeeve interrupted me. What is it about today that people find it so appealing to interrupt me? "Let's head to the cab terminal; we need to go home before it gets too late in the evening." Zeeve said this in a nonchalant manner.

Apart from her videos destroying the credibility of the company, which could easily be fixed with our PR, she shouldn't be able to have as much pull with the media and public as she now had. The answer to our questions soon came in the form of a tweet from a verified account with over two million followers. Italian Sugardaddy. The name didn't ring a bell, but his words told a different story. My eyes narrowed as I read through the post, and a spark of rage lit in my heart. "Who even is this?" I snapped, showing Bridgette the tweet. She stared at it, her expression blank, then scoffed. "Whoever it is, his words keep screaming for attention. Ignore him."