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"Whatever happened to love each other first then... then doing the deed after. Is everyone after physical contact only these days? What about getting to know each other first? Chivalry? Romantic date?" I sighed and stopped spinning, facing my laptop and visiting a bookstore's site to see what books sell. Ah, of course, my book wouldn't be in the top 10, and I didn't hope so; what's staring back at me is the top 10 best-selling books for the week, where five of ten are Erotic Romance books. "And I thought my company wouldn't be like other companies who are after profit; I was wrong. Then again, business is business."

Perhaps all his previous misfortunes were meant to bring the immense luck of him meeting Hannah. Hannah blinked slowly. Something in her mind cleared up. It seemed like she had been too constrained by the book. The book revolved around Misty and Cedric's love story, and the side characters were only there to serve them. However, the world was never as simple as it was depicted in the book. The characters that weren't mentioned in the book were real; the food was real, and the scent of the flowers was real as well. Darren, who was only briefly mentioned in the book, not only didn't pass away at a young age, but he became more successful than everyone else.

The wheels of her head rolled, and realization set in. Kara, feeling uncomfortable, quickly snatched her hand away. “So, is it true what the hotel mill says? You were the boss’s apple of the eye?" Marmie bumped their hips in a teasing manner. "You are lucky, girl. I heard Mr. Bernardi was a generous lover both in and out of bed.” Marmie murmured while they walked to the employee’s lounge. Kara did not know what to say. How can she admit that the truth was far from all the romantic notions in her friend's head?

This seemed to be quite entertaining for her. “I think I understand better now…” Anna finally told me. “And you talked about the fact that a tall, slim, curvy, and beautiful woman like me is not your type. Please, what’s your type?” “Dark skinned or chocolate girls…” William said excitedly. “I have been all over West Africa and those black girls are so beautiful. You can never know the combination of a black girl with white, shiny teeth. It is one of those things that made me believe in God and heaven. You can never compare them with white girls like you. Also, they like white guys like me so much. I was deployed there once and I even fell in love with one of those girls. Her name was Fatima

Now he was so mad he wasn’t on speaking terms with his brother at all. Two women joined us a moment later, both tall and beautiful. I squeezed Cato’s arm harder. The tough thing about Cato was he was known to have multiple lovers, so seeing me grip his arm like this didn’t matter at all. The brunette came to us, her eyes on Cato. As if I weren’t there at all, she addressed him in a sultry voice. “Cato Marino, I heard you and I have similar tastes. Care to find out?” She helped herself to his lap, about to straddle him without even introducing herself.

“Someone who actually reads. Who’s been broken before and didn’t turn careful forever. Someone who… sees me. Not the version I put on dating apps. The real one. Messy and scared and all of it.” The words hung there. Vulnerable. Too much. Callum went very still. His hand moved to his jacket pocket. He pulled out the wrapped book and set it on the table between them. Sloane stared at it. Her throat felt tight. “Who was it for?” she asked, voice small. He rubbed the back of his neck. “My date. She mentioned Zaha Hadid once. I spent three days hunting this down. Essays on beauty in architecture. Stupid, right?”

My jaw tightened further. “How do they trade someone like that… for them?” I muttered. Aaron didn’t answer. “There’s another problem,” he added instead. I dragged my gaze back to him. By now, irritation simmered beneath my skin. “What now?” “They’ve already entered her into the lottery.” Everything in me stilled. “Were they selected?” I asked sharply. Aaron shook his head. “No… not exactly.” I frowned. “Then what?” He hesitated briefly before continuing. “Apparently, her sister has been having an affair with the ex-fiancé for over three years.”

Sophie is a typical romantic young woman. The books she reads most are romance fiction stories and the rules inside the books had become her treasured wisdom. "Let me tell you, in this type of properly arranged blind date, you will not be able to find any suitable partners. It is too old-fashioned. Everyone who comes will be prepared with their hearts filled with expectations and imaginations. When they really meet, they will not have any feelings anymore. The type of fate that comes unexpectedly is more reliable. For example, at a supermarket, when he reaches for something and accidentally hits you or he is pushing a trolley and accidentally knocks into you.......

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