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His words lightened up my face, I smile like a fool right now. "Thank you, thank you so much." This was a good opportunity to see Annabel again, she had told me she would be right there waiting for me, I was so happy that I couldn't stop smiling. "I love it when you smile, you are the prettiest." His words hit me and I stopped smiling, I turned to hide my face and the joy that was pleading to jump out.

Still, the sweet smile and warm eyes were unfazed. “Spicy” he mumbled without moving his gaze off her “Yeah… you are right, like a jalapeno” Joseph followed Mike’s eye line, looking at Sarah too. Odd, father and son have the same taste in women. Mike smirked and looked back at his dad “Mine is wasabi”

I know it's wrong to hide from the world sometimes, but when that becomes your way of rebuilding your sanity, you take it. "Ah, there you are young sir." His eyes dipped to the book in my hands and he fell silent for a quick moment before twisting out his words. "The sunrise is a beautiful view. Not just because the scene, but also the atmosphere just brings serenity." His brows dipped in observation as his eyes accessed my drawing.

Only one way to find out… "James?" "Yes, sweetheart." Sweetheart. His sweetheart. "Bite me. I need to feel you. I want you." "Grace." A groan. "You tempt me. I shouldn’t. Tell me to stop, or I wouldn’t be able to stop myself." He hissed.

I felt her tense under me, not in fear but anticipation. “Uncle, where are you—” "Shhh, honey; lie back. I'm going to make you feel good." She's fucking pure and untouched. Not only had no other man ever been inside that sweet little cunt I was inching towards, but it seemed no one had ever even done this to her. How in the world had no one ever managed to taste the sweet young honey I could already smell between this sexy fucking girl’s incredible legs? How come those college boys had no idea about the gold walking all round the campus?

"This is our home! Selene isn't back yet, so I won't let you do this to our home! Tell me—where did she go? Tell me!" Seeing how frantic he was, the lawyer sighed and said, "Ms. Adkins left a message for you. She said, 'With my heart long dead, where does love belong? A heart that has been shattered can never be pieced back together—just like how a past flame cannot be rekindled.' "So… Mr. Langley, you should let go." Jacob felt as if a hole had been carved into his chest, the cold air stabbing at his lungs with unbearable pain. A wave of dizziness hit him just then, sending a shiver down his spine.

he whispered. "Duex, I consider you a brother." Pain passed through his eyes. "So? I don't think of you as a sister," he interrupted. "I mean, I only see you as my brother. It would be incest if you'd continue being like this. I don't want to ruin our friendship, so please stop your trip." "Trip?" He chuckled lightly. "Who said I was tripping you?" I don't know how to make him understand that it's not possible. Even if he tries, I only want one person, and it's not him. I don't want to hurt Duex in any way, so I don't know how to make him understand without hurting him.

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Luca's presence was steady, warm, and comforting in a way I had not felt for a long time. Being around him made Silvercrest feel lonely and more like home, yet I could not help feeling uneasy. A single pregnant woman was spending so much time with a well-regarded researcher. Would that harm his reputation? "Luca," I finally asked, "will this make things difficult for you?" "For me?" He blinked, then laughed softly. "I'm single. What trouble could there be?" "But—" "No buts," he interrupted. "We're senior and junior. Helping you is only natural."

"Working, honey—it's the only thing he knows how to do." "And Corinne?" "Well, let's just say she's alright. She’s right here, do you want to talk to her?" "Yes, please." "Wait while I call her." This was what I needed—a bit of family drama to forget my own. "Hello?" a melodic voice sounds from the other side. "Is that any way to greet your sister?" "Oh, Carol, it’s you!" she screams. "Of course, Copito, who else?" I usually call her "Snowflake" because her skin is so pale; as a child, she used to say she was Snow White.