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Looking over her shoulder to make eye contact with Courtney, she directed,"I will be quick...........have fun but the boy toy is not to ejaculate while I am away! Or you will be reprimanded!" Before the three realized they were on their own, they could hear the sound of the shower running from behind the thin wall. "Oh my god!" Shannon exclaimed, "What the fuck is this chick up to?" she finished, her tone more apprehensive than fearful.

Shannon thought, she walked up to him. "Hey." She said. "Are you talking to me?" Jackson asked. "No, I'm talking to the wind, hey wind." Shannon scoffed and rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry I didn't know you were talking to me, I'm not used to you saying Hey, you always ranted everything at once." Jackson answered. "Oh, I just thought it will be nice to talk Nicely to you, besides we will be working together it Won't be a bad idea to he friends since our motives are to make Crimson proud." Shannon said.

“Daddy...” “Daddy, why don’t you come and see me? Have I done anything wrong?” He muttered under his breath, in a voice full of despair. “Daddy, I promise to change anything. Daddy, I want you here.” “I don’t want to live without my daddy. Daddy. Daddy...” Shannon covered her face and ran out of the ward as soon as she began crying. Her hands were already dripping with tears, but no amount of crying could ease the pain in her heart.

she started to beg “Save the poetic nonsense for my dad, I’m sure he’d like to hear it. If all what you’re spewing is real then why did you leave in the first place? You weren’t satisfied with the love and care dad showed you so you run off without even looking back at me only to give birth to your own son? Why? Because I’m not more of a son” Dylan spat angrily with his eyes turning red and tears welling in them. “No Dylan… I don’t even know why I did it but I regret I swear” Shannon moved closer to try and hold him but he raised his hand for her to back off

He stood up straight and arranged his tux, “you know Mrs. Williams, there is a reason they invented the word ‘knocking’, and that is to prevent people like you from witnessing sights like this.” Lillian said nothing, not like she had anything to say, she looked at the lady with him who was trying to hide her face, she remembered her immediately, she was one of the ladies that entered the lady’s room when she opened the door. She looked back at Shane and he was looking at her, his eyes devoid of any emotion. She had so many things to say, so many questions to ask but when looking at him, her voice failed her. “Could they be a reason you are looking for me Mrs. Williams?” He asked, “I hope it’

I selected shuffle and Slow Grenade by Ellie Goulding came on, and the song was damn appropriate for my life right now. One of the lines specifically spoke to me, “Why don’t I stop it? It’s like a part of me must want it, that’s why I’m not running from it,” it was slightly true for me, I was fighting it by telling Damien to keep away from my dreams, but I found myself sad when he actually listened to me and said he would.

Shannon said. "Any day she goes missing I'll remove you from this world" Grayson said with an hard voice. "She will never escape sir" Shannon said and shook his head. "You had better be vigilant Shannon" Grayson said in reminder. "Now go get me the whore" Grayson ordered and smirked mischievously. Some minutes later shannon brought anya to my chambers. "You may leave" I said to Shannon and he left the room immediately. "Why did you call for me?" Anya asked fearlessly.

I had told a lie cruel enough to cut both of us, and I had chosen it anyway. I didn't have another option. I couldn't let him destroy his impeccable reputation because of me. … Outside the kitchen, two small figures stood by the door, having quietly cracked it open, their gazes settling on my shaking shoulders. Shannon's voice carried the kind of confusion only a child could have. "Why did Mr. Shore leave? Why is Ms. York crying like that?"

"Contestant number 33, from Cresia, will be performing Moonlight Lake. Please welcome Natalie Quinn!" The moment the emcee's voice rang out, Charles jerked his head up. His eyes twitched, and a rush of emotion hit him—guilt, shock, and the joy of finding me. It was so intense that it left him breathless. He took deep breaths as I sat at the piano in a flowing white dress, graceful like a swan. He watched as my pale fingers danced across the black-and-white keys. But everything was different now. He had lost the woman who once loved him like he was her whole world.

They would be even more excited if she started crying out of fear. But her chuckle threw them off. Shannon glared at her. “You’re in our hands now. Why are you laughing?” “You touched my phone, didn’t you?” The two men looked at each other, then at Shannon. “So what if we did?” “I hope you didn’t turn it off.” “Get to the point!”