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West said calmly and Davis nodded while saying "Yes madam, but you will have to wait for a while since he's having a meeting with the directors in his office" "Oh, I understand" West followed Davis to the set of chairs a few miles away and she settled there. Davis walked back to the doorpost and stood there. West was bored as she searched through the internet and stumbled upon trending news that Mr Gabs moved out of the country overnight, leaving all his accent behind. West frowned, wondering what must have taken place, why did Mr Gabs not investigate the cause of his son's death?? Even if West was fully aware of what happened, she never expected that Mr. Gabs would not only drop the case bu

“Why do you want to watch us so bad? Are you a freak or what?” “Maybe because I need you to tell me the so-called dark secret you said you would tell me if I did it,” I replied evenly, holding his gaze. “Can we not talk about it?” Hayden muttered, his voice tight with frustration. “I want to forget about it now. I won’t be telling you my dark secret anymore, and I won’t be having sex with Kyle in your face.” “Then can I ask,” I leaned forward slightly, watching the flicker in his expression, “why you brought the idea up that night?”

She doesn’t need to try for these male leads to fall head over heels in love with her. Cassie stared at the folder with a scowl, but her face beamed at the comments. She held her phone and deleted the data right in my face. “Poppy, save your idiot’s guide to yourself. It’s not for me. “Watch and learn. I’ll have Camden under my spell. He’ll be smitten with me, even if all I do is talk about SpongeBob SquarePants.” Not the least bit upset, I smiled brightly. “Good luck to you.

She didn’t answer, her eyes fixed on the wound, but her jaw clenched as she said enough. In Matteo’s apartment, the shower shut off, and the guy stepped out, a towel tied low around his hips not tight. Water dripped down on the hardwood floor as he walked toward Matteo, his eyes filled with mischief. “Daddy, I’m ready for you now,” he said, letting the towel fall. “Use me however you want.” Matteo’s pulse quickened, the cocaine magnifying every sensation. He set his whiskey down and leaned forward, his voice thick. “Siri, play me ‘Earned It’ by The Weeknd.” The romantic rhythm filled the room, the sound vibrating through the air. The apartment is a playground of dark desires—ropes, cuffs, an

"And you really look like someone who likes dark lyrics.” I gave an innocent smile, hiding in the background any characteristic of that little monster that lurking underneath.” "What's so dark about a woman who says she's crazy about someone?” "Nothing that is good comes from someone who is obsessed with someone else," he scored wisely. "You're right," I replied, arching an eyebrow. "Obsession always ends in a tragic way.

She nodded slowly, as though agreeing, but then said, “He looked at you more than once, you know. I saw it in the footage from the liaison’s camera. He couldn’t quite stop himself.” I looked up immediately. “Footage?” “Every patient in this hospital is monitored,” she said smoothly. “But that’s not the point. The point is his eyes found you even when they shouldn’t have.” “That’s not true,” I whispered. “Isn’t it?” Her voice was soft, persuasive. “If he truly despised you, he wouldn’t have asked to see a footage of you. He wouldn’t have watched you at all. Disgust is easy to hide. Obsession isn’t.”