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Paul persists, a hint of worry in his voice. Audrey offers a faint smile in response, her eyes meeting Paul's as she explains, "Paul, I can't have soup without fries. It's just a habit." Paul nods understandingly, glancing around to see Sean standing nearby. A thought crosses his mind as he wonders if Kalix is aware of this particular quirk of Audrey's when it comes to her food preferences.

I muttered as I opened the freezer, bought out a cold juice pour some into a glass together with biscuits for little Anna. After arranging it in a tray,I went back to the parlour but Seth has already left. He was not there. "Here is your drink"I said as I placed the tray on the table. "Thank you"Natasha replied and I nod my head. Author pov Staring into the television, pinky touched her tummy. Natasha and Anna were busy enjoying their drinks. Pinky's mind was restless with numerous thoughts,those thoughts were centered on her father's in-law. Seth returned back to the house with some gifts and presents,he drop it in the kitchen and went to pinky.

Her lips parted, but whatever she was about to say died before it could leave her mouth when the sudden vibration caught her attention. She tried desperately to compose herself, but the flushed cheeks, tight smile, and strained politeness gave her away. I found her struggle to maintain that perfect composure far more entertaining than anything anyone else in the room had to say. My gaze remained fixed on her from across the room, the remote still warm in my pocket. Sinclair’s heir kept talking, all polished smiles and corporate bullshit, but my attention never left Chloe. The young man who’d approached our table was leaning in now, saying something that made her force a polite smile. That wa

“This place was not the same without you.” “Pen,” Aeliana says with an eyeroll. “What?” “Where do you want me to sign?” Audrey blinks, “What?” “You’re a fan, are you not? I—” “Agree,” I mindlink her. “Yes,” Audrey instantly nods. “I’m a fan?” She frowns, her gaze momentarily shifting to mine. “Huge fan?” “It’s why I do this,” Aeliana sighs. “For people like you,” she pouts. “Tell me, what is your favourite character I’ve played? Was it Trina Michelle, Avert, Light or—”

Her laugh was music to his ears. Annabelle has never witnessed someone talking against Gordon and she cannot believe her ears. “Will someone ask her to be quiet? She’s..” but then she was cut by Gordon “No, let her speak, I like it.” He does not understand her attraction towards her but he feel the urge to protect her from anyone.

Alpha Luciano, opted for a nocturnal stroll, the biting wind a fitting companion. Seated at the mini bar, he poured a glass of whiskey. "Enough theatrics," he snapped, prompting a masked figure to emerge. "Always surprising, Arthur," she mused, hands on his shoulders. "Call me that again, and I'll reduce you to ashes," he threatened, downing the whiskey. "Aren't you cold? I can warm you up," she insinuated, hands descending towards his sweatpants. Their eyes locked seamlessly, and she grinned, planting a kiss on his neck. "Thoughts?" she inquired, shifting to face him and settling onto his lap.

Nathan wanted to believe he heard her correctly. This time around, Audrey turned her eyes away from the television and looked at him. “Paw patrol, didn’t you hear me?” Nathan jumped up from her thighs with a bizarre look on his face, “like the cartoon show?” “Hm” she nodded, “that’s like my favorite” “But you love serial killers documentaries” She cringed at the mention of that, yes she knew Vanessa loved serial documentaries but Audrey had never found it entertaining. Like how would a normal person love watching how a psychopath killed someone? In her own opinion , they were supposed to be taken to a mental institution or even thrown in prison.

Group chat in F******k and non-stop messages. — Little niece to take care of Captain Paul’s hard work, please accept red envelopes. — Little niece to take care of Captain Paul's hard work, please accept red envelopes. — Little niece to take care ofCaptain Paul's hard work, please accept red envelopes. — Little niece to take care ofCaptain Paul's hard work, please accept red envelopes. …… Someone else sends you lucky money, it's difficult to control yourself not to open it, red envelopes $10 of "Firefighters are good at catching cats" also worked Fiona startle.

Had James really told them I was his girlfriend or they were pulling my legs. The one I could recognize was Louis who looked more handsome and taller in person than I imagined with really brown hair and an easy going face. I knew he was my favourite already. And there was another guy, Liu, whom I had also seen in a picture. He seemed snobby even though he was very outspoken. ‘’That’s a lovely dress you have there,’’ he said and I gave a wide smile. ‘’What time are we leaving tomorrow?’’ he turned his face to James without bothering to see my countenance.

"I think this belongs to you and don't worry. You can thank me later after your meeting because you and I are gonna be great friends if not partners" Partners? What the fuck is he talking about?partners? He is so fucking delusional but I got to hand it to him though. He seem pretty confident for a new student. I took hold of my book and stepped closer to him. He smelt like hot summer air with a mix of lavender and the longer I stood staring at that piercing on his lip while he bite playfully at it, the closer am to smacking him really hard. Shit! Smack him?_why the hell do I even want to smack him and better still where?