Kieran bob his head to the other side, curious, “Before I was born?” he didn’t know his mother was fond of another person other than him. Should he be pleased or upset upon hearing about it? Looks like his instinct would rather choose the latter.
“Yes, Marga has been a good friend. We’ve been looking out for each other for five years now and meeting her was actually a funny story,” Hillary pause when she saw the eager look on his face.
He lifts his chin more to see her as he continues to chew, nudging her to continue. His entire attention was fixed to her.
Hillary resumes speaking, “I met Marga during my pregnancy with you,” the corners of her lips rose, “You may not know but mommy was a rebel back then too. I use to sneak out of the mansion as your grandparents wouldn’t provide nor satisfy my intense cravings with all the restrictions they left inside the mansion.”
Her parents adore travelling around the globe, which she didn’t complain a word, in fa
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On a spur moment the weather must have understood the situation she’s in as the clear blue sky was now accompanied with obscure thick and dark clouds. In any minute from now it was clear that the rain will plummet and destroy the nice weather. Sarcastically speaking, there goes their day crumbling into pits.On her way inside, the butler opens the double doors and they all followed her in tow. The empty living room was now filled with different heavy footsteps echoing and bouncing everywhere across the room. Hillary stops in front of the staircase and she turns to her heel, facing her uneasy servants. They all look spiritless.With the look on their faces it’s easy to read the tracks of her mother’s doings. Did she berate them? Or perhaps declared to fire them?“I want you to at least let him rest for an hour and hold over his classes until he wakes up,” Hillary gently pass the sleeping kitten in her arms over to one of the butler&r
Hillary stared at herself in front of the mirror. It was already four in the morning, but she has been stuck in the same spot with the same issue trying to figure out the blouse she’s wearing. She bites her lower lip as she gawk at her own reflection, tilting her head to the other side at the lack of fulfillment she felt.I don’t know. There’s something about what she’s wearing feels off. She turns around, arching her back, and popping her ass out in the air.She glance back at the wide mirror by her right shoulder and just as she thought, the top she chose doesn’t match her tortilla brown trouser. Hillary’s fingers grip the bottom edge of her black blouse and pull it through her head, leaving her naked in front of the mirror with nipple tapes on her breast.Her eyes roamed around the wide room, browsing thoroughly at the arrays of different clothing hanging around her. She walks over to her white clothing collections, skimmin
The astonishing beauty of the darkness was his sole comfort. Obscurity was his safe place, it felt serene and quiet like nothing’s ever coming to his way to seek his damaged self. It wasn’t the dark that strangled him, but the slightest light does. The little hope that he’s been holding on was slowly and gently drifting away from him. After all these years he carried that small faith within him with utmost care, but why won’t it cherish him as much as he does? His throat went numb at the thirst and inevitable temptation while looking at the bottle on top of the coffee table in front of him. His shattered and mended heart needed it more as to temporarily put it itself to rest. After arguing with himself for a whole minute, his resolution was all that matters for him to reach the bottle open. He toss away his conscience and listened to his own free will as he pours himself another shot, staring at his miserable reflection in his glass. It was ne
Her mouth was gaping wide open at the full sight of him. Goodness, her eyes have been blessed. She couldn’t concentrate at keeping her eyes up when the sight below was a pleasurable distraction. Leaning her head back and biting her bottom lip, she whistles, “I think I want to enjoy the view more,” she wiggles her brows at him. Wearing an amused smile on his lips, he cross his arms and run his tongue between his lips, “Do you now?“ he slyly responded and walk his way back towards the bottom edge of the bed, bending down with his two hands sinking above the thick comforter. His bulky arms and shoulders were flexing from the slightest movement he makes. He was towering her, “I prefer the view from last night.”She restrains herself from smiling at the sight of his unsophisticated sultry gaze rampaging inside his burning and passionate deep green eyes. Oh, no baby. I know wha
Seven hours since the plane took off from Yuro International Airport and as the plane reaches its cruising altitude. A deep masculine voice burst out from the intercom. It was the pilot that called out to his passengers for his brief announcement. “May I have your attention, passengers? This is your captain speaking. Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen welcome to Rightwing Flight 85A, non-stop from Yuro to Xei, Shangwei. Checking our time it’s 2:41 pm. Unlucky at the turn of events, the weather looks rough, but we are expecting to land in Xei International Airport approximately twenty minutes behind of schedule. If the weather cooperates we should get a great view of the city as we descend. Until then, sit back, relax, and enjoy the rest of the flight.” After the dark rigid voice ceased from echoing at the intercom, a bright chime bell melody followed and skip to the air in harmony. The heavy silence once again reign the entire cabin. Mark Zhe
Just as she thought of the bad weather, her body instantly felt ill as she was nauseous enduring the different smell of men scented perfumes inside the plane for hours. A strange combination of different strong scents she wasn’t accustomed to for years, making her forehead ache when the smell had repeatedly travelled her through her nostrils.She felt hysterically upset to have set aside the warning calls she sensed just for the prosperity of the company’s future in fear of bringing shame to the hardships of her ancestors.Albeit the unexplainable fear within her, her cold hands wrap around her stomach as she witness another brief and swift bright flash from the darkened sky. After the lightning struck, where no one know who and what it shot, the dark and upset sky rumbled and roared across the city followed by the sudden fall of heavy rain.Like trumpets, the sky rejoiced thunderously.It was a terrifying sight to witness in pair of her
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Two slender legs gracefully marched down the broad raven black jet bridge followed by ten pair of combat boots owned by a group of men who’re walking inharmoniously above the deep crimson red wool carpet prepped to welcome the passengers that has a simple golden designed line at the edges.The audible sounds of discrete footsteps were quarrelling against each other over the lull silence, clattering and bouncing against the four crook corners where not even a single human breath was heard, allowing ten pair of attentive ears to feel and hear the soft vibration deriving out of the metal walls and the distinct noises of vital engines at the bottom of their foots, below the material they’re stepping. The person taking the lead in front who possessed an authoritative presence dissimulating in the shadows simply raise a hand to push her hair back.Her eyes set straight like a high-profiled elite alongside her intimidating presence as she lend her ha
As the limousine turned right, her chauffeur drove the car down the long road towards a famous residence where they will be arriving shortly. Hillary pinches the tip of her nose bridge in distress.The sound of rain against the roof of the car rang inside her ears. Her eyes fluttered open and surveyed the skyscraping-like buildings and the dark desolated alleys they passed.No wonder why the layout and expensive figure of the burgundy box in her hands looked very much familiar to her.One close look, she could already tell something was off.How could she possibly forget the majestic diamond dust and tiny gems attached around its silver shank? Her eyes feast at one of the rarest round diamonds at the center of the ring.‘Charlotte’s tears’ the legendary jewel whose famed existence started centuries ago that was passed on from one person to another as its value increased in the market.It's considered a sacred piece as its c
A WHITE LIMO stopped in front of the terminal building gate entrance, the newly polished car was wet from the heavy rain, yet it glimmers with the skies reflection against its hood and roof, highlighting more of its beauty. Hillary walks her tired feet towards the car and her men do the necessary things for her as blocking her from the rain with umbrellas and placing her luggage inside the trunk of the car. As she hops inside, the comforting scent of her favorite fabric condition evades her nostrils. She was calmer now that her body was comforted by the mini heater beside her. Mark Zheng closed the door seeing she was placed well and walks around the car to hop in from the other side. Without paying much attention she didn’t notice the car started moving to the wide highway along with the other vehicles. She’s here, again. She still couldn’t believe she’s placing a foot inside the country she despises and cursed a few years ago
KOVI THOROUGHLY swept his hair back with his fingers, the corner of his eyes twitching non-stop in irritation. He stood there, lips sealed and unmoving amidst the boisterous weather while he was targeted with personal questions his crewmates threw at him, yet not a single word went through his ears. He didn’t have the slightest interest or will to respond. After such a long flight, a nice and warm rest at home was all that matters to him right now. This was why as much as possible he avoids indulging himself socially with others. He despises getting the slightest attention, let alone being surrounded or accompanied by a crowd just as he is now. He breathes, his exhaustion was kicking in. He wasn’t the type of outgoing person everyone thinks he is as their first impression towards him. Every person he comes across would assume he sleeps in one country after another. The fact that he had natural dark skin doesn’t make him an adventurous person.
Two slender legs gracefully marched down the broad raven black jet bridge followed by ten pair of combat boots owned by a group of men who’re walking inharmoniously above the deep crimson red wool carpet prepped to welcome the passengers that has a simple golden designed line at the edges.The audible sounds of discrete footsteps were quarrelling against each other over the lull silence, clattering and bouncing against the four crook corners where not even a single human breath was heard, allowing ten pair of attentive ears to feel and hear the soft vibration deriving out of the metal walls and the distinct noises of vital engines at the bottom of their foots, below the material they’re stepping. The person taking the lead in front who possessed an authoritative presence dissimulating in the shadows simply raise a hand to push her hair back.Her eyes set straight like a high-profiled elite alongside her intimidating presence as she lend her ha
Hey guys it's Z, I want to share another good news to you all! I'm very satisfied and happy writing in this platform and I'm glad I had the opportunity to write and earn at the same time. I still have a long way to go, but good things always comes after hardwork. Hottie Series #1: Ricko Gardenan is also now available on Babel Novel. The same locked chapters here will also be locked on Babel Novel where you could unlock the chapters by purchasing bricks or gain them by doing task. D******d Babel Novel app or visit their website:) Thank you for all your support and time~ XOXO Babel Novel Story link: https://babelnovel.com/books/hottie-series-1-ricko-gardenan
Just as she thought of the bad weather, her body instantly felt ill as she was nauseous enduring the different smell of men scented perfumes inside the plane for hours. A strange combination of different strong scents she wasn’t accustomed to for years, making her forehead ache when the smell had repeatedly travelled her through her nostrils.She felt hysterically upset to have set aside the warning calls she sensed just for the prosperity of the company’s future in fear of bringing shame to the hardships of her ancestors.Albeit the unexplainable fear within her, her cold hands wrap around her stomach as she witness another brief and swift bright flash from the darkened sky. After the lightning struck, where no one know who and what it shot, the dark and upset sky rumbled and roared across the city followed by the sudden fall of heavy rain.Like trumpets, the sky rejoiced thunderously.It was a terrifying sight to witness in pair of her
Seven hours since the plane took off from Yuro International Airport and as the plane reaches its cruising altitude. A deep masculine voice burst out from the intercom. It was the pilot that called out to his passengers for his brief announcement. “May I have your attention, passengers? This is your captain speaking. Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen welcome to Rightwing Flight 85A, non-stop from Yuro to Xei, Shangwei. Checking our time it’s 2:41 pm. Unlucky at the turn of events, the weather looks rough, but we are expecting to land in Xei International Airport approximately twenty minutes behind of schedule. If the weather cooperates we should get a great view of the city as we descend. Until then, sit back, relax, and enjoy the rest of the flight.” After the dark rigid voice ceased from echoing at the intercom, a bright chime bell melody followed and skip to the air in harmony. The heavy silence once again reign the entire cabin. Mark Zhe
Her mouth was gaping wide open at the full sight of him. Goodness, her eyes have been blessed. She couldn’t concentrate at keeping her eyes up when the sight below was a pleasurable distraction. Leaning her head back and biting her bottom lip, she whistles, “I think I want to enjoy the view more,” she wiggles her brows at him. Wearing an amused smile on his lips, he cross his arms and run his tongue between his lips, “Do you now?“ he slyly responded and walk his way back towards the bottom edge of the bed, bending down with his two hands sinking above the thick comforter. His bulky arms and shoulders were flexing from the slightest movement he makes. He was towering her, “I prefer the view from last night.”She restrains herself from smiling at the sight of his unsophisticated sultry gaze rampaging inside his burning and passionate deep green eyes. Oh, no baby. I know wha
The astonishing beauty of the darkness was his sole comfort. Obscurity was his safe place, it felt serene and quiet like nothing’s ever coming to his way to seek his damaged self. It wasn’t the dark that strangled him, but the slightest light does. The little hope that he’s been holding on was slowly and gently drifting away from him. After all these years he carried that small faith within him with utmost care, but why won’t it cherish him as much as he does? His throat went numb at the thirst and inevitable temptation while looking at the bottle on top of the coffee table in front of him. His shattered and mended heart needed it more as to temporarily put it itself to rest. After arguing with himself for a whole minute, his resolution was all that matters for him to reach the bottle open. He toss away his conscience and listened to his own free will as he pours himself another shot, staring at his miserable reflection in his glass. It was ne