The Arrangement Booktok Novels & Stories

Amber said as she scooted to the edge of the bed. She took her book along with her and immediately placed it back in front of her face. That way Grayson couldn’t see her shit-eating grin. She could hear him preparing himself as she pretended to read her book. He dropped the lube on the bed beside her, not even able to bring himself to touch her pussy with anything other than his cock. She turned the page on her book and didn’t even look at him as she spoke, “Oh that won’t be necessary. I took care of myself already. So by all means, precede sir.”

Descriptive head plates hung in the corner of the walls, labeled Space books, Cyber security and tech, medicine and engineering and the third section was a comfortable three bedroom apartment with individual bathrooms and a kitchen. "It's… wonderful." Luuk said subconsciously. It was even better than he thought. Just a glance and he noticed the books were arranged in order of years they have been published. To arrange hundreds of thousands of books in the order of year of publication was a feat only Ruben could have accomplished. Luuk could see himself spending comfortable sleepless nights here. It had all the knowledge he could ever dream to acquire. He was excited. Ruben could see the wave

The arrangement is the visible trying. ---

“And I'm glad that I'm here. Here to fulfill your needs. I'm glad that I have the power to do it.” I am already in one of those few moments where I am more than emotional, and I am grateful for the things that are happening in the past few days. “Do you want your privacy then?” Cassian asks, tipping my chin and making me look at him. I give him a small nod. Fuck, I want to run my hands through the pages. The books are arranged according to the series, and in order of color. If that is not the most aesthetic thing ever, I do not know what else is going to take over.

I can still feel the maids eyeing me, but I didn't mind them anymore to not make them uncomfortable with me. And while looking around the shelf, I noticed something wrong so I went to check the other shelves as well with a creased forehead. I glanced at the maids who were back to doing their jobs and noticed that one of them is arranging the books in the same way. "Excuse me?" They stopped from moving just to face me. I frowned at them. "Why is it that all the books are arranged according to what year it's published instead of by titles?" I looked back at the book beside me. "This one, the Lycans History from the Vampires invasion, is two books away from book two of this title. Why is that?"

The books were similar in sizes, and has no unbalanced pattern. "Here!" Nathan shouted. "Shelf No. 21..?!" he frowned. I felt the disappointment in his voice. But why? "Does the arrangements of the Shelves were—" Ella was a bit shocked, covering her mouth. "They were arranged randomly!!" Aaron concluded, and panicked. He rapidly thrown all of the books in his chosen shelf just to find the Encyclopedia! "Oh, here!" Trixie gladly shouted. She was jumping in joy! "Encyclopedia No. 13, right?" she smiled.

** Her socks were everywhere. Not in a messy way. In a Holly way — mismatched, folded, tucked into drawers I didn’t know existed in my own penthouse. She was unpacking with the precision of a woman who’d moved too many times and never had enough space. I watched her stack her books in color order. She caught me staring. “What?” “You’re organizing like you’re preparing for a museum exhibit.” She smirked. “This is my chaos. It’s curated.” We were halfway through unpacking when she pulled out a box labeled “Tea + Emotional Support.”

The site was sleek, minimal, exclusive: THE ARRANGEMENT - Where exceptional beauty meets extraordinary wealth. She entered the access code, and a video began playing. A distinguished older man in an expensive suit spoke directly to the camera: "Congratulations on receiving your invitation. THE ARRANGEMENT is an exclusive auction where carefully vetted young women are offered six-month contracts to exceptional men. These arrangements are consensual, legal, and extraordinarily lucrative. Winning bids typically range from $500,000 to $2 million for six months of exclusive companionship."

Brianna listened to that carefully, and her facial expressions made clear what she was thinking about all of that. "I don't even know what to say, Chloe." Brianna was shocked. "Victor is a jerk! He always was. Mr. Bailey hates him deeply, and now I can see why." Staring at that brown-haired woman with sad eyes, Brianna continued: "I'm sorry. I know this is not what you thought it would be. I mean this relationship. Actually this is not a relationship but an arrangement, and that's why I should tell you to be careful." Chloe lifted her eyes to glance at her friend, trying to understand what her point was. As Brianna didn't complete the sentence, she asked cautiously:

I took my time reading, and another hour went by. On finishing the third book, I realised I hadn’t read them in the right order. It seemed Finding the One was the first book, followed by The Claiming Rites, and then Under the Red Moon. This was a trilogy that needed to be read in the right order. I stared closely at the books and found the numbers on them written on each book from one to three, just like I arranged them. These numbers were written on the drawn-out full moon on the bottle right of the book’s front page, and, being set beside each other in the formal order, the full moon glowed.