Romans & histoires Twice Short

I swallowed the sob stuck in my throat, took a deep shuddering breath and tried to make my legs hold me upright even though they wanted to give out completely. I did not know how long I stood there. Minutes maybe or house. I only knew that I was alone. Betrayed again for the second time but this hurts way deeper. I’m also carrying something that no one in this room would ever respect or care for. The baby kicked again and for the first time, despite everything, I let my lips twitch in the tiniest almost invisible smile. Maybe the world had betrayed me but this tiny life had not. This tiny life had no idea what kind of kings had made it exist and had no concept of the hatred amd betrayal arou

When he saw me I could see how his eyes glistened as he held back tears and then he reached forward to cup my cheek that a tear was running down from. “Mate..." We both caught each other in unison and then smiled at each other. From that moment I thought that everything was going to be alright, that our lives were now sweet after accepting each other. I didn't know how long I was, but I was soon going to find out we had twins and two beautiful children after years of struggling to get pregnant. It has been so difficult and people have been wagging their tongues again, because they never seem to be able to give me a break.

The shorter of the two men narrowed his eyes at me, tilting his head slightly to see me better. His eyes flashed with suspicion before he spoke to his taller friend."Yes, you're right. She does look like her! Now that you say it, she looks a hell of a lot like the world-famous slut. And she has a twin sister too. Damn, you're her, aren't you? Or are you the other one?"I took a slow breath, trying to remain composed. Being busted now would blow everything. I didn't even know where the auction was yet, and I hadn't even met their so-called boss. I had to roll with this.

“This isn’t the time, or the place.” Natalie’s smile faltered, replaced by a flash of anger that she quickly hid. The party was in full swing now. Waiters glided through the crowd with silver trays of champagne flutes. The murmur of accents American, French, British mingled with laughter and soft music. Cameras occasionally flashed as someone important posed for a discreet photograph.

she shouted over the thumping bass. Anita raised her glass and clinked it against Tina’s and Valerie’s. “Long live my reign,” she said, her voice coated in boldness, before tipping the drink back. The liquid was cold, sharp, and exhilarating. The music changed—something fast, flirty, and alive. Tina whooped and dragged her toward the center of the floor. Anita laughed as she followed, her feet moving instinctively. Her hips rolled in rhythm, drawing looks from passing men, the slit of her dress teasing every step.

His words were like a soft breeze, making my heart flutter with a sweet, spreading warmth. "I've got a secret," Damon said, smiling. "I've had a crush on you for ages." I looked at him, my eyes wide with surprise. "Remember when we were kids, and my parents were still around? We visited your place, and you were just a little thing, barely a year old, pouting for candy. Right then, I knew there couldn't be a cuter kid in the world. "After my parents were gone, I kept to myself. However, I'd watch you from afar whenever you were out and about. I didn't want to bug you, but seeing you bending over backward for Alpha Iris hurt.

P‌resent⁠. Li⁠am spoke quietly above h⁠er. ‌“I’m‍ not go‍ing anyw‍here.” A pause⁠. “Not now.” Ava closed‍ her ey‌es‌. Not fully believing in forever. But believing in this⁠ moment. ⁠That wa‌s e‌nough. ⁠ For now. She wh‌ispered softly against⁠ him: “You already ruined m‍e‍ twice.”

BASH My secretary stared at me as if she was seeing a ghost. "What?" I questioned her. "It is a simple question." "Sorry. Can you repeat it?" She asked me again. Impatience started to make its way inside me. Why no one in the world don't understand that I don't have enough time? I repeated my question to her. "On a scale of one to ten, how likely is a twenty-three-year-old woman like a nineteen-year-old boy who is shorter than her?" This time, I told her slowly so that she would not ask me to repeat it.

They were so blue and intense, the colour almost didn’t look normal. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to actually hit you,” Reese whispered and their lips touched briefly. “I’ll heal.” Troy leaned forward then and kissed her, softly at first but then she parted her lips and his tongue dueled against hers. Troy left her breathless, her knees a little weak and her mind completely confused.

When two guards came in, their boots were so loud it hurt my ears; I'd gotten used to the quiet. "Get up," one of them said roughly. "You're being released." I didn't believe it. Released? It had to be some kind of trick. I stayed right where I was until the second guard grabbed my arm and pulled me up. My legs shook, but I managed to stand up straight.