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Letting Her Emotions Out
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“And…and that stranger…he saved me. I hate that, Doreen! I hate crying so much! I hate being a crybaby! I hate my-”Tessa wasn't able to complete that last word before Doreen unexpectedly kissed the red tip of her pointed nose. Her teary eyes widened in absolute shock, and maybe it was the deep immense comfort she felt from being around him, or the relaxation she felt from his aura…. Tessa couldn't tell. But she was trying so, so difficult to control herself from hugging him tightly, so clenched her fists and clenched her fists hard. Her eyes were shut, but once his lips parted from her nose, she opened them slowly and then looked elsewhere. Close — their faces were extremely close, and the sheer, unarguable glister of affection in his eyes felt like sadness was being extracted from her soul. Doreen had to lean in closer due to their height difference and seeing her cry so much because of some girls, he'd be damned not to find and deal with them. For causing his Angel to cry this
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“So…he didn't eat before leaving?” She questioned with an evident worried expression. Tessa was late for her ballet classes. One could say the excess comfort she felt during her last night's slumber made her oblivious to time. Well, that would be far from the truth. Laying next to Doreen was truly… divine. Her troubles, issues, and sadness surprisingly turned to a distant dot in her mind whenever she was close to him — it was a feeling she had never felt throughout her lifetime. Even when with Tony — it wasn't that way. Tessa, the moment she rushed into her room, had half an hour or so to calm herself down — by herself she meant her accelerating heart. Recollections of their embrace and heartfelt conversation in her room last night were so humiliating. She thought about it for so long that she became forgetful of time. Now Tessa ought to hurry the hell to the Ballet Academy, yet once the maid Sophia informed her about the Master's refusal to eat, she couldn't. “Uh-huh. Same th
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was the first time she'd be coming to the W Empire, and hell…!The largeness and elegance of the skyscraper surpassed her expectations excessively. The fact that Doreen managed something as jaw dropping as this was highly applaudable. Tessa sincerely would have gotten lost, but due to Klaus' presence and guidance, she thrived in locating the President's office. Her encounter with those two men who bore striking resemblance with Doreen creeped her out. He was always expressionless, and seemingly heartless, yet his aura was intimidatingly kind. But those men — heck; Tessa felt the one with the cigarette eye raping her. It was uncomfortable. Thank heavens Doreen showed up in time, and currently, as he pulled her softly into his office, she helplessly smiled. His touch or hold was always so gentle. “Why didn't you tell me you were coming?” Like a true gentleman, Doreen opened the glass door of his office for her. “Well…” A cheeky smile played on her lips as she drawled while walking
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He had already arisen from the cushion to go after her, yet the blaring sounds of his phone hindered that. Interruptions like this irritated him insanely and Doreen sincerely would've ignored the call, but Pearl's calls being ignored was unadvisable.She'd fill his ears with yells until his drums got blocked, so reluctantly picked the phone. What the hell does she want?Once Doreen swiped the green button, he could already imagine her enraged face as she shouted from the other end. “Why did you take so long to answer, Doreen? Were you fucking someone or what?”“Pearl I… I'm not in the mood for your bullshit; what do you want?” A great part of Doreen's mind, and attention, was still fixated on Tessa. What were the possibilities that he would catch up with her if he ended this call now? Inwardly, he hoped his elder sister, and the sole being in the family that he spoke to, would hurry with her words. It was wishful thinking; one that'd never happen. Pearl's yapping was endless. “S
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Throughout the entire day, every pair of eyes was fixed on the blond-haired beauty; Tessa. Unlike before when sheer hate, resentment, and thick jealousy filled their gawks, another emotion had blended with that. Amazement. The day's class hadn't even extended to an hour yet the events that had transpired were far too much!“All eyes on you, how does that feel?” Francess, the brown-haired haired, had her thighs kissing the wooden floors with her hands holding onto the barre. She was performing a spilt which was part of her daily warm-up exercise. Normally, she does this along with Maria but the ever so unusual, and bold Tessa took that spot. Tessa's left thigh was placed expertly on the barre, then she gracefully lifted it upwards before slowly pulling herself from the floor entirely. Their eyes widened in amazement as she held the barre while her whole body stayed in the air. Those slim thighs of hers were parted widely, and her form was so unbelievably graceful. For an assumed
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“That was remarkable. I mean, splitting in the air.” Another genuine smile she stretched her lips into. “Thank you. You shouldn't do that without putting powder on your palms, though, Francess. They'd get sore.” As Tessa grabbed her hands then spoke concerningly yet softly, she strangely had a quick flashback. Those words…it wouldn't be the first time she'd be hearing them. “O-okay.” She stuttered then withdrew her hands. Afterward, both went to freshen up and Francess in her shower began feeling a heavy pound of her head. “Shit…” She turned up the water's pressure, then banged her fists on the tiled walls. “Why…am I feeling this way?” ~~•~~~•~“Mr. Gabriele!”The amount of glee she felt the moment her eyes landed on the aged man was immense. Thoughtlessly, Tessa hugged him and the restaurant owner smiled fondly. “I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry for what happened yesterday!” She began her word vomit, but Mr. Gabriele was attentive enough to tell she was remorseful. He saw no rea
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His driving could easily be considered reckless due to the fastness of the Escalades' tires on the tarred road. Doreen Williams was one to always remain expressionless. Throughout most of his life, those who surrounded themselves around him found it impossible to detect a shred of emotion. His emotionlessness presumably would forever remain so but…Tessa Rashford came along. A world that always appeared as black as night and void of color was what Doreen lived in, but gradually she became his color.Effortlessly, he began smiling — like he was genuinely happy by just her mere presence, and scent. “Da… date? She's going on a date?” His heart was thudding fast — this time, not because of the thrill he felt whenever Tessa was nearby. This resulted due to fear, and immense anxiety. A date usually leads to a relationship right? A romantic relationship typically occurs from dates, and if Tessa goes on one with some fucker, does that mean he'd…lose her. Doreen was scared — overly afrai
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Even though it wasn't the weekend, his daughter was one to always arise early. A huge and well-equipped gymnasium was in the mansion yet Francess preferred to run through the estate since it was a great morning exercise. “Isn't she doing that today?” Killian D'Arcy could be seen at the bottom of one of the curvy staircases. The gray-haired man had worry roaming through those blue eyes of his, and he bit his lips hard. Perhaps it was best to check up on her rather than wait for her descent down the stairs. “What are you doing standing here, Killian?” The not-so-warm voice of his wife, Stephanie, was heard. The couple were done with breakfast, and she was a bit concerned as to why her husband rushed out of the dining table — was something wrong?The blonde-haired lady at a glance could be dimmed unfeeling due to her constant blank expression. There was slight truth in that, but undeniably she loved her family. Well…not wholly. “It's Francess. She hasn't come down for breakfast. Mi
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