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Brandon smile and kiss my lips. "Yea now I want to enjoy my Highschool Days"I say . "With You" "With me?" "Yea With You" The End Thanks everyone who support my work ,I really get a very unaccepted feedback from you Thanks for reviews ,and thanks for your views , stay tune and follow my other work , love you all stay safe and happy .

He knew a female voice when he heard it. "You think you're untouchable, Jason Hale? That little performance was cute. Really, very dramatic, babes. We reviewed your cute little request and we decided on a few new terms: now we want seventy-five million, and now you have only 12 hours to pay up." "Also we really don't need any more of your pathetic grandstanding. This isn't a fucking democracy, babes, so your opinion doesn't matter. Any more of your nonsense and we'll make sure she bleeds on camera, and we'll make you watch every single second of it.

During the helicopter ride back, I remained silent. According to the instructions in that strange text, I just had to continue living a numb, obedient existence for two more days, and then I would die. It promised to reward me with a second life, and honestly, that wasn’t that hard. I had held on for so long. Waiting two more days until my death made no difference. The moment we stepped off the helicopter, a slender figure stood in the way of the exit. The fake heiress, Vanessa York, sized me up.

Even if I won't be able to kill you, I will still make you suffer. Fall for me, until you feel the same betrayal. It wouldn't be my lost since I don't believe in Gods anyway. "The water for your bath is ready your Highness," the servant said. "Your Highness, do you want to use a fragrance?" she asked. Ah, she's annoying. I don't even know her name, she suddenly came out of nowhere and proceeds to take care of my bath. Fara isn't here because of the errands I ordered but I guess she'll be here in any time.

The heavy scent of lilies filled the penthouse, a gift that had arrived while we were at the boardroom massacre. They weren't from Xavier. The card was thick, cream-colored, and bore a single silver 'S'. “To the woman who makes kings kneel. I have something that belongs to you. Or perhaps, something that belongs to the man who thinks he owns you. Meet me at the Midnight Gallery. Alone. J.S.

I was about to say something when my phone notification rang out in the room. “Bank Transfer: 50,000 dollars.” Now that's a big shot with style. Even in a bad mood, he pays bonuses on time. Giving what he should, never skimping. My face hurt from smiling so hard. "Thank you, young master." Unexpectedly, as soon as I spoke, Brad's face darkened further. "You seem quite happy lately." That sounded somewhat sarcastic. This isn't good. My beloved master isn't happy—it's an insult to my professional abilities!

It was like somehow I got this strength that I didn't know was there. "I'm not a toy Alexander. You don't own me. We are done so just be on your way. This is the one thing you can't control your highness." I mocked though gritted teeth. He smirked and It seemed like I spoke alittle to loud because a few gasps could be heard. Great. My normal day was ruined. "Omg. You are the high king. King Alexander." One of the Goddesses farthest over screamed before she was bowing from her seat like a crazy Goddess. There goes my chance at making any friends tonight.

) "Yes, and you do a good job. I perfectly understood your explanation. Do I get golden cheats or something?" (A beginner package: 3x Beauty Pills 3x Pain Relieving Pills 3x Antidotes for any kinds of Poisons Perfect Mask: Perfectly hidden your emotional struggles whether you're in pain, sad, happy, or anything else and showcase a perfect and suitable expression according to the plots. Initial points: 1000 pts) "You're so nice, White Ball. Okay, enough chitchat, and let's go already. I have a debt to be repaid, and I rather settled it as soon as possible."

But Your Highness. "No buts! You are to do as you're told!"" AUTHOR But Your Highness...." "No buts! You are to do as you're told!" Anita said angrily. She was already pissed off with the way Conan and Nolan has been acting. If she had to deal with a maid who doesn't even know her place, she felt that she'd go crazy any time soon.

“No wonder he’s a model.” “Oh, you have no idea how many companies are competing just to get Heiji’s attention.” Hera crossed her arms while observing and stared at him with veneration. Ginny covered one side of her mouth and leaned closer. “Is it true that he’s the youngest highly paid model in the industry?” “Yes. True. In men’s section.” Mira finally sat down and joined us. “I’m guessing you’re the top paid model in women’s section.” “Correct!” She softly chuckled.