Novel & Cerita You're Making Things Up Again Arnold

His eyes are dancing with flames and daring him to ask again. "Mr. Brown is too distant, we are close friends Alex. You can call me Arnold you know," Arnold chuckles, but there’s no humor in it. His eyes stay on Alex, hard with challenge, waiting to see if he’ll crack. Arnold looks like he's in his late forties with too much gel in his hair. It's unsettling. “I don’t know,” Arnold muses, swirling the whiskey in his glass. “You never used to mind sharing before.”

It was just last night we got back together, this shouldn't be happening. --------- Arnold already in a dark purple ironed shirt with a black tie around the collar and he still hasn't said anything to me. "Arnold!" "Can you give me my watch there?" He said as he combed his hair staring at the mirror. His black leather watch laid flatly on the small stool beside the bed. "I won't give it if you keep being silent." "Then I will just pick it myself." He dropped the comb, on his way to pick the watch.

Then I slowed it to half speed, staring at the screen without blinking. And in that fleeting moment, I finally saw it. I finally realized what had felt wrong from the beginning. Marc had lied to me.

Lexa argued, refusing to take in Arnold's words. Arnold hissed and turned back to face Lexa. At this moment, he was getting annoyed and frustrated, not at anyone, but at the current situation. This was really making him to appear like a fool.. " Am serious Lexa! I don't know! I just met myself like this. I know it doesn't make a sense, but that's the truth, and it actually driving me crazy.......You can't understand." Lexa flinched a bit, taken aback by his sudden outburst, and she parted her lips, but no words came up. She was now beginning to understand Arnold's words, but it was too strange.

he asks, scattering those fuzzies at the mention of my ex. “No. Not at all,” I lie. Arnold knows it. His gaze narrows on mine. “You’re not lying to me, are you?” I smash my lips together. I suck at lying. His dark eyes catch fire. “I swear to god, if he touches you or Sky—” “Arnold, please,” I beg. “We’re okay. I promise.” The big, growly man lets out a rough exhale. “Okay. I need to cool down. I’m gonna go take a quick shower.”

The one who spoke first and appears to be the leader of the team said and silence rented the air as the trio got back to their work. ==ARNOLD'S OFFICE== Arnold was already back in his office, he couldn't concentrate on his work so he just sat still on the swivel chair, thinking about what just happened a few minutes ago. He has never in his life, imagined meeting his mate, he thought the mood goddess wouldn't choose a mate for him since he's someone who doesn't what one, but now he understands that the moon goddess is a crazy selfish b*tch, how could she think of matchmaking him with a woman?

I don't know if I would ever want to put myself through something like to that again, especially seeking for her in a place as cursed as that one. Fuck that beach party, drugs party, or whatever they were named by those idiots who organised it. Arnold gave me a strong shove through my shoulders and in the direction of the door. Because my mind was so messed up, I had a hard time understanding what was taking place around me. The only thing I could see was how uneasy Cynthia was right now. She appeared to have heard about Arnold had told me… the truth. ‘‘Get the fuck out…’’ was all Arnold said before he threw me out and slammed the door shut in my face.

he said “Yeah I know Max, I know” “Then why were you not there?” he asked “It’s a long story” “it’s good to see you though” he said and hugged her “Look, this guy came to my office and told me some crazy stuffs which I shunned him but I later discovered some crazier stuff he said and I find it difficult to believe, that’s why I called him, I am really confused” “Come and sit down” Arnold said and he walked down to a seat