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But I found myself hesitating. Curiosity tugged at my mind, making me wait for his next words. As much as I hated to admit, I was waiting for him to say something that would prevent me from killing him. This was bad. Thalia Rox never waited for excuses. She never waited to hear the target's side of the story. Yet here I was, waiting to hear Rocco's side. At this moment, regret seeped through my veins, making me wish I didn't get intimate with him.

Kira asked, snuggling closer and wrapping her arm around his waist. "Well…" Bryan started, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her deeper into the snuggle. "It is a suspenseful thriller with romance, action and so on. It's about a man who killed someone in self-defense and a female government agent. In a way, their fates collide. I haven't gone far, but it is an interesting read." "Sounds very intriguing. Maybe if you are done, then I will read it too." Kira suggested, her eyes closing as she got more comfortable and sleepy.

, the walls were painted a deep shade of brown, that were so warm against the reflection of the dim lighting. "Wow, lovely room...she does know how to make simplicity beautiful." He soliloqized. At least he could spend some time knowing her on his own. His attention was also drawn to a tall, white vase sitting prettily on another table near the door. Inside the vase, there were three red roses blooming. And as he observed them, he realized that there was a pint of blood on the petals, and a part of the vase. "How did this get here?" He wondered, concluding that she must have spilled some blood from her bruise. He ignored the blood and went over to the small bookshelf standing behind the vase

“A man peacefully sleeping in such a fancy car by the side of the road by this time of the day? He must’ve been drunk. I said to myself. I admired the car from afar and walked to the hostel. It was unusually quiet when I stepped into the living room, I moved to the table lamp and switched it on bringing light into the atmosphere. Where was everybody? I sighed heavily and dropped my bag and the books I held on the sofa, removed my shoes and neatly kept them on a shoe rack like Denise always advised us to. I could feel a twinge of pain around my right forearm and left shoulder that must’ve been from the heavy books I held and the bag on my shoulders. I rubbed it while letting out a groan but t

"Then Orion must be the one in great danger now. As what have my father said, Nerissa don't kill her preys right away. She plays with their minds first, but after that, she kills them mercilessly. Also, the weaker the mind of the man, the more possibility that he will go insane even after he is rescued. I hope your friend has a strong mind so he it will be easy for us to awaken him from Nerissa's magic later on." We continued walking but moments later, we made an abrupt stop when we heard roara that echoed in the whole place. I turned nervously and my heart started to beat frantically when I saw two giant tigers with two heads and snakes as their tails. They look at us as if they are hunters

He had the temerity — the nerve — to say such thing like that and then…disappear like he hadn’t just rearranged my entire thoughts? He had implanted himself so deep into my head, I'm sure I'll think about him for the whole week. “Fantastic,” I whispered to no one. I got up, walking across the living room because standing still felt difficult now. Every time I closed my eyes,I saw his face mere inch apart from mine. His jaw locked. His eyes darting. His breath hitting my mouth like he wanted to devour me, break me in the worst and best ways, but restraining himself. Levi Slate had a thing for creating torture and making it look like discipline.

Peaceful. Vespera Hale walked along the mahogany shelves, trailing her fingers over the spines of the books. Philosophy. Strategy. History. She stopped. On a shelf at eye level, nestled between The Art of War and a first edition of The Count of Monte Cristo, was a book she didn't recognize. It had no dust jacket. The binding was matte black, textured like volcanic rock. The lettering on the spine was silver, sharp and angular. SAVAGE REBORN.

Maddy put the phone on the table and went to the bedroom, she packed a few things, checked to see if Andre’s light was on and left. Back At Suzie’s “Come to me Philip.” “You are joking right?” Suzie looked confused. “What, you thought you could humiliate and threaten the life of my unborn baby, and my woman, insult me and THINK that I would sleep with you?” “If you don’t, she and the baby will die and for spite so will Andre.” Suzie was sitting on the side of the bed at just the right height. Philip had been rolling over to her slowly and before she knew it, his arms reached out and he wrapped his hands around her throat.

The top two buttons of her blouse were undone. “Bring the files here,” he ordered. Sophia walked around his desk and placed the folder in front of him. As she leaned forward, Damien’s eyes dropped straight to her cleavage. She could feel the heat of his stare. He didn’t move for a moment. Then he reached out and took the folder, his fingers brushing against hers. The touch sent electricity through her body. “Stay,” he said. “I need these reviewed tonight.” For the next two hours, they worked side by side. The tension in the room grew thicker. Sophia kept crossing and uncrossing her legs. Damien’s eyes kept drifting to her thighs.

June places beside her her earlier and took a sip before turning to the next page of the book she was reading. The book was a psychological thriller and it had hints of mystery in it. Whilst she read, her lips were pressed into a thin line as she had reached a cliffhanger. Hailey normally detested cliffhanger especially when the book was still ongoing however the book in her hand was quite an interesting one so she was willing to read carefully and wait for the next chapter. She put a bookmark in the book and stood io from the rocking chair she was relaxing on, slipping her feet into the pair of lounge slippers she brought and walked out of the lounge. She needed to use the restroom.