"Don't overdo it; go back to sleep!" Richie ordered, but that didn't move Sharlynn. She was still too comfortable in embracing that firm, muscular body. "Sharlynn!" Richie broke the hug and jerked Sharlynn's body away from him, instantly surprising Sharlynn as she rubbed her eyes."Are you going to be cold to me? I want to hug you. Is that not allowed?" Sharlynn asked with a dreamy look. In other words, the woman fell back asleep in her husband's arms."You're getting in my way! Go back to sleep; I want to rest, too!" Richie shoved Sharlynn's body in front of him hard enough to make her move aside. But it wouldn't be curious for Sharlynn if she stood there and was treated like that by Richie."Richie!" Sharlynn pulled hard on the man's wrist. This forced Richie to stop. "I smell the smell of blood. Are you okay?" Richie's expression changed immediately. The residual blood from the fight had not yet been washed off, and the gunshot wound he had received had not even been cleaned. Shar
A taxi pulled up in front of a modest house in the Pankow neighbourhood. After handing over one euro, Sharlynn got out of the cab without hesitation. She stood in front of the classic white and grey house momentarily. Her long legs, clad in bright blue jeans, stepped confidently onto the porch and rang the doorbell.After a few minutes, the door revealed an older woman wearing glasses with bleached hair and a wrinkled face."Can I help you, miss?" The woman asked as she adjusted her glasses. Sharlynn smiled kindly at the woman, "Madam, is it true that Mr. Madison lives here?" "Oh, you're looking for my husband. He's inside. Who are you, ma'am?" the woman asked back."I am the daughter of the late Madame Marie, wife of Heinz Othman Eisenhauer," Sharlynn replied politely.At the same time, the figure Sharlynn had been looking for appeared, following her wife, who had yet to return to the house for some time. Upon seeing Sharlynn's figure, Mr. Madison was a bit surprised. Perhaps Shar
The smell of latte wafted into the kitchen. Sharlynn had just poured hot water into a cup, her left hand holding the sheet of paper Mr. Madison had given her. The woman seemed focused on studying all the financial issues within the company."I'm so lucky to have a friend like Melanie," Sharlynn muttered as she walked away from the cupboard and toward the chair in the corner of the kitchen. "I have to meet with Uncle Keenan tomorrow to discuss everything."She momentarily set her cup on the table, then turned to the next page. She briefly adjusted the reading glasses that hung from her nose.Not knowing what was going through her mind, she poked toward the open kitchen door. His eyes went straight to the front door of the apartment. "It's seven o'clock at night. Richie's not home yet. Is he out having fun with those women?" she muttered. A second later, she seemed to come to her senses. "What's it to me, it's Richie's right to have fun where he wants. I shouldn't have interfered." Sha
"Eng..." A soft moan came from the mouth of a woman lying on a bed. Her body was moving slowly, but her eyes were still closed. Her delicate fingers brushed across her forehead, which felt numb and painful. The touch stopped at the plaster stuck in the middle of her forehead."What is this?" Sharlynn whispered as she remembered last night's events. But her head throbbed even more, and the hot atmosphere seemed to burn her body. Her eyes slowly began to open. Like amber gems, the hazel irises blinked as if trying to take in her surroundings. The white ceiling was complemented by round LED lights scattered in every corner. "Where am I?"Sharlynn tried to get up from her prone position. But she felt that something was wrong with her body. She closed her eyes again while massaging her forehead, which felt throbbing. The door creaked slowly, revealing Richie, who entered the room and walked over to Sharlynn, still lying down while massaging her head."Are you okay?" The baritone voice mad
"How is Sharlynn?" Just as Richie opened the door, Keenan rushed in with a doctor who used to treat the Kaufmanns.Keenan was still standing in the living room with the doctor. He was waiting for Richie to show him where his niece was."Let me take you. Sharlynn is in the room." Richie led the way ahead of Keenan and the doctor. After opening the door, Keenan could see his niece asleep on her back. His heart sank at the sight. His sister's only child's life had been turned upside down in an instant.Keenan anxiously approached his niece and stood on her right side. Richie's bed was a little smaller and only fit one person, while two people had to squeeze in."Sharlynn," Keenan gently rubbed Sharlynn's forehead. He was a little surprised, not only because he felt his niece's body temperature, which was quite hot, but also because of the band-aid that covered the small cut on her forehead. Sharlynn, hearing her name called, slowly opened her eyes. She still faintly recognized who the f
After Keenan left the apartment, Richie decided to go into the room. Sharlynn was seen closing her eyes again, and her breathing looked a little heavy. Richie could see her chest rising and falling due to Sharlynn's position on her back.Richie walked over to the side of the bed and looked at the nightstand. The bowl of soup still looked full and started losing its smoke as it cooled. A glass of sparkling water was still on the same tray without a drop."Sharlynn," Richie called. He reached out and hesitantly placed his hand on her forehead. "You should eat something and take your medicine.""Richie, can you please not disturb me..." moaned Sharlynn, who was still not asleep. "My head is spinning."Richie's palm rose reflexively as he felt the woman's body temperature rise. His breath felt hot, too; maybe the doctor was right when he said Sharlynn had flu symptoms."Would you like something other than soup? I'll make it for you. But soup is delicious for your body to recover. You want
Dante squeezed his eyes shut, his mouth slightly agape. His blue eyes scanned the slender, wavy brunette figure in the doorway. The pale face was still beautiful in Dante's eyes.Richie didn't like Dante's look, which looked like a predator that wanted to devour Sharlynn. PLAK!The broad, rough palm landed right on Dante's face. The blonde-haired man was shocked, and once again, the fedora hat was knocked off his head by the force of Richie's slap on Dante's face. An instantaneous numbness and tingling sensation ran through Dante's face, blurring the man's vision."Don't look at her like that or I'll gouge your eyes out," Richie warned in a cold tone as Dante bent over to pick up the fedora."But she's very pretty. You're blind if you're not interested in her," Dante cursed with a chuckle as he put the hat back on his head. Richie ignored him and walked over to Sharlynn, who still seemed confused by the presence of the two men involved in the fight."Go back to sleep, I'll get rid o
BBRRUKK!They both fell right to the foot of the bed. A soft moan could be heard coming from the couple. Sharlynn rubbed the tip of her nose while Richie began to feel his chest getting heavy."Aauuww...Richie, you're so careless," Sharlynn complained with a grimace."You think your body is light? Get away from me!" shooed Richie, who was under the woman's body.Sharlynn blinked her eyes. She just realized that she was on top of Richie's body in a face-to-face position. The woman laughed at Richie, who seemed unable to move. "It's nice to see you miserable like this," Sharlynn said, which made Richie even more angry. If he hadn't remembered getting her into trouble, he would have rolled Sharlynn over violently."Get away from me or I'll roll you!" Richie demanded."Oh yeah? You want to hurt me again? I won't be able to. Feel this!" Sharlynn lowered her head and quickly sank her teeth into the man's left breast."Hey, what-" Richie gasped. He had not expected Sharlynn to touch him. "A