Their Mistake Her Rise Novels & Stories

They both take a few seconds break to catch their breaths and it was during this period Anna knew she had better return to her senses or she might make a mistake only she would end up regretting. When Dylan attempts to kiss her the second time, Anna turns her face sideways but her eyes didn’t miss the look of hurt those green eyes held. “Sorry,” Anna says as she jumps off the kitchen counter and heads back to her room, her heart still beating furiously against her chest.

It felt like I had been watching the dance floor for hours, but glancing down at my watch, it had only been minutes. I kept gazing down, trying to spot Aurora Macafee, but all the she-wolves blended together. I couldn't deny the disappointment I felt when I didn't see her in the crowd. She must not have taken me seriously and decided to avoid the ball altogether. Or she just didn't care what I said, even though the Alpha's word was law. I think that's what caused me to feel the most intrigued about her, though; her rebellious side was intoxicating.

She could not believe that she was getting fired just like that but come to think of it, the mistake didn’t seem to be a small one considering the way his father lashed at him back at the meeting room. All her outstanding debts and fees flashed in her face in the split of a second and she knew that she was in a big trouble. She already quit at the club and was expecting a raise in few months’ time but now she’s being fired? How will she survive in Chicago? She got down on her knees with immediate effect, letting go of all her pride as she rubbed her palms together in a pleading manner. She cried out “I am extremely sorry for everything that had happened. I made a silly mistake and made you g

She shook and almost lost balance. "I'm sorry Alpha" she said quavering. "Did I apologise?" I snapped. She shook her head. "It was a mistake. I didn't mean to. I didn't know I marked it with the pictures I was supposed to send". I was so disgusted that she had such a video on her phone. With the look she has on she looks so innocent and naive but I know looks can't be trusted. "If you don't have such videos on your phone, you won't have run into this shameful trouble" I eyed her showing how disgusted I am.

il mio piccolo uccellino, you're soft but that isn't a compliment. “Humans make mistakes.” she muttered. I turned and opened my closet, dropping the shirt to the floor. I took one that was clean but I didn't put it on. I hoped she would see. Everything. Every mark. Each line on my body. I turned back to her and said, “And that mistake could have been your yourife.” “You act like you care.” “You want to live in my world? Then you had better pick up some knowledge quickly. Do you know one thing about this life? It's not forgiving. I also won't forget.”

she says quickly, her eyes still darting nervously. Then she looks at me again. Our eyes meet. And this time, she kisses me. Soft and needy, just as chaotic as the first. I run my hand through her hair. I don’t even care if the whole damn club is watching. Then she slowly pulls back, cheeks flushed. “Let's go.” She tries to move but stumbles a little in her heels. "I can't walk in these," she mumbles, then bends to kick off her heels. Without thinking, I scoop her up into my arms.

I made you CEO because I wanted you to have a dream to chase, so you could stand tall next to me. "But you treated me as if I was just a stepping stone, as if you could just lie to me and toss me aside." My voice turned sharp, cutting through the silence. "I could lift you up to the top. And I can throw you straight back down." I tilted my head, smiled coldly. "Actually, no. That's not right." "I didn't lift you to heaven. I was your heaven." The words broke whatever fight Richard and Iris had left. Iris sat frozen, her face as pale as death as she whispered over and over, "It's over… it's all over…"

She snapped, her voice breaking. “Don’t raise your voice at me. Don’t make it seem like I’m the bad guy. I did everything right to raise you, I did my best. I don't even know who you are anymore. The daughter I raised would have never disrespected Elijah like that. She would have never thrown a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity away all because she doesn’t feel butterflies in her damn stomach!!”

I whispered in disbelief. “It was a mistake.” I laughed bitterly through my tears. “A mistake?” “Yes.” “No.” I shook my head violently. “A mistake is accidentally putting salt instead of sugar into tea. A mistake is forgetting the flowers at the ceremony because you were nervous. A mistake is saying the wrong thing during an argument and regretting it afterward.” My chest tightened painfully as I stared at him. “But this?” My voice cracked. “This wasn’t a mistake, Roth. You didn’t accidentally fall into bed with her.”

“‘Fine!’ Fine as if you were agreeing to attend a party after being forced. You don’t get to call me insane like you did not just pull that.” Zelest took slow strides, each step precise and sharp. Five seconds. That was the difference between each step he took. But I didn’t say that— he didn’t need to know that I’d observed the way he walked for no apparent reason. “So what did you expect me to do?” I was befuddled by his question. “How’d you think that would look on you? Behold, the perfect heir failed a course simply because he couldn’t get his emotions in check. How do you think that would reflect on your perfect little reputation?” His words came out as a slur.