ღ꧁ღ╭⊱ꕥ Maria Isabel Monedero fantasized about being like Shakespeare. She devoted her all life to writing romance tragedy stories. She joined many writing competitions but never won. She almost gives up her spirit, but her bubbly personality doesn’t. Until the day she graduated college. Then, Maria Isabel Monedero, known as Mimo as her pseudo name, joined Story & Life publishing incorporation to work as a creative novelist. She got admitted, and many editors demanded that she be in their lineup. Unfortunately, before she gets to designate a team, she must undergo provision training within six months. Then, finally, the publisher assigns her a personal editor named Jaime Tejedor, who claims to be a hopeless romantic. He dislikes tragedy romance stories, which is Mimo’s best field in writing. He rejected Mimo’s works twice, and she only has the last chance to stick around. If she ever gets rejected again, it’s the edge of her career. For her to evade that… She plots to seduce her editor to approve her work. Will she succeed? Or fall entirely to his charm? ꕥ⊱╮ღ꧂ღ
View More📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (。❛ᴗ❛。)📖
My alarm rings, and it's already Saturday. I get up on my bed while my eyes are narrow. I look to my right and glance at my image in the mirror. It isn't pleasant. I'm ugly as my hairs are all curly because of my lousy habit of sleeping.
"MIMO!" I heard my loud stepmother's voice as she called me, but I didn't answer. So instead, I stretch up my arms and yawn. Afterward, I remove the sheet covering my legs and get up completely.
"MIMO!" I hear her yell again. "WAKE UP!"
"I'm already awake!" I yell back at her while walking going to the bathroom.
My name is Maria Isabela Monedero, known as Mimo, my nickname given by my late mother. My story life is like cinderella because her mother died and she got a stepmother and two lovely fucking stepsisters. Like me but the opposite, I have a sweet stepmother who has taken care of me since I was five years old. I'm lucky to have her, and I treat her as my real Mom. I also have two adopted older twin brothers named Jean and Jason. They are two years older than me, and despite being twins, they are super hot.
They are ophan adopted by my father from his best friend who died in a car crash when I was little. The first time I met them, I became their secret fan! And I admire how beautiful their faces are. Compared to me, and these two. They were more feminine than me when we were little.
If they were not my brother's, I would be glad to take them both as my husband. Don't think of me like a slut. It is how the way I am. I'm quick to fall in love with tall hot guys, and sometimes I fantasize about them in my writings, and afterward, I kill them in the end. They need to suffer pain! All the stories I've written so far are tragedies where all the main characters' guy dies. It's kind of my fetish to kill them mercilessly. I'm joking.
Besides being an ugly little squirt, I love writing romance tragedy, and my favorite novel at all times is Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare. So since I read that story by the age of five, I dedicated myself to writing the same.
"MIMO!" I hear her again. What now? I took a deep sigh as I looked at myself in the mirror. I open the faucet and let the water flow, and I grab my soap and wash my face first. While washing my face, I hear a pulsating knock on my door. Why is it very lively today? I quickly dry myself and run towards the door.
After I opened the door, a hard object hit my head. "Aw! It hurts." I immediately place my hand on my forehead and massage it. I look at whoever did that to me. My stepmom hits me, and I glimpses that she holds a ladle in her hand. She crosses her arms and looks at me with her eyebrow furrows. "How many times do I need to call you?!"
She scolds me early in the morning. What a day! I just graduated two weeks ago, and I still can't find a job. My only chance is to get into Story & Life Publishing incorporation so that my career will bloom as a writer.
"Mom! Stop hitting me with the Ladle!" I raise my voice as I massage my forehead. It feels like it is swelling. Even if she is my stepmother, I still call her Mom. I love her so much! VERY MUCH! Because she acted as my real Mom.
"You are old enough. Stop slacking!" She pauses as she pulls an envelope in her pocket and gives it to me. I immediately accept the letter.
"I keep calling because you receive an invitation to publishing house! Yah!!" She shrieks as she hugs me, and we bounce. After I heard that news, I gulped, and I didn't know that I had made it. I hug her back, and we are jumping out of happiness. We were screaming both because we were happy, then suddenly my brothers came.
"What's going on?" Jean asks while putting his shirt on, hiding his visible abs. My twin brothers are indistinguishable, and I often confuse who is who. Both of them have good physiques and are very masculine. They are so overprotective because I'm their only little sister, but I see them as a lover, just kidding. I love them too, but no romantic relationship since our surname now binds us, so basically, they are my husband. Charot!
"Your sister passes the interview!" Mom joyously exclaims as she is excitedly bouncing her place.
I glance at Jason as he smirks and then reaches out his hands to me. "Wow! Congrats, good thing that you already have a job, and we can stop spoiling you." Then he messes up my hair.
I remove my brother's hands. "Jason! Put some shirt on!" I yell at him because he is not wearing any shirt, and his abs are tempting me. I was engulfed with nervousness as I observed him from top to bottom. I wish there weren't my brother so that I could seduce them, and I've been single for 23 years since birth! I never had a chance to get a boyfriend because my two brothers scared them away.
He put on his shirt and Mom, hit them both, and scolded them not to be naked in front of me. I beg to disagree, but I love them to be topless. It's a feast to my eyes! While Mom is scolding them and hitting them with the spoon, I open up the letter and read what's written. My eyes widen that I have another interview for team distribution. I hesitantly go inside my room, close the door and get naked.
Oh! My! I'm late! My following interview will be at the main branch at noon, and it's already 10 am! So I only have a few hours to prepare!
📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (。❛ᴗ❛。)📖 I'm so tired! What kind of team building is this? It feels like my whole body is going to fall to pieces. On our first day at the camp, we trekked on the mountain until we reached the other side. Then, we trek back to the camp. My legs feel swollen right now, and I can't even lift my body. As of the moment, we are currently inside a cabin. Jazmine and I, together with two other ladies, are procrastinating on their beds. We were so tired and couldn't even get up from our bed. "What kind of day this is!" Jazmine complains while she massages her feet. "I agree. Only the guys enjoyed the trekking." Linda said that while getting up from her bed. Linda is our new friend she works at a different branch of La Fari. Linda has long curly hair, and her eyes are hazelnut colored. She has fair white skin and a height of 175 cm. She is taller than me and Jazmine, a true model indeed. "Agree. I can barely walk now." Sharmaine replies to Linda. Sharmaine is Lind
📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ JAIME'S POV (。❛ᴗ❛。)📖 I called her number. However, she has not been answering my call. She might be busy flirting with other guys there. I took a deep sigh and placed my phone frustratedly on the table. "This is how you are going to play, huh." I looked at my laptop, and I had an evil plan. First, I'll make her suffer. Second, I'll lay her down on my bed. I'm kidding. I decided that even her second manuscript was written perfectly. I'll reject it and see if she wouldn't beg me to let her pass. I immediately opened my email and notified her that I needed her manuscript by next week. "Let's see
📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ JAIME'S POV (。❛ᴗ❛。)📖 A month had passed, and my work was overloaded. I need to review a lot of newly accepted books before publishing. I didn't have much time to visit my mom. My sister kept updating me about our mom's condition for the past few days. Unlucky, it's getting worst. Her boyfriend tried to expedite this concern to the South Korean Neurologist if the surgery could be placed immediately. However, the date was unexpected. It's two months from now, and it is the peak month of the publishing company to release new books. Then suddenly, it came to my head to call Mimo to let her know that I would shorten her probation period. So I get my phone beside my computer, look for her contact number, and then call her. I tak
📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (。❛ᴗ❛。)📖 Jean volunteers to drive me to the rendezvous where Jazmine and I meet. "Mimo, stay safe on the camp, ok?" Jean says that while he prepares his car. "Ok, and please take care of mom while I am not around." "No worries, Jason will take care of mom. It's also an excuse for me not to do house chores." "Jazmine might be bored waiting for me. Let's go." After saying that, I lift my purse, and Jean gets my bag pack. After an hour we arrived at our destination. It is in front of the main building we work at. Jean dropped me off and gave me some all
📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (。❛ᴗ❛。)📖 A month has passed, and I faced many difficulties when writing the second manuscript for submission. The reason was that I have a lot of photoshoots ongoing right now. In addition, many branded companies contacted me on I*******m to be their brand ambassador, which I happily accepted. Promoting beauty products, female wear, and shoes was the one I was promoting. Jazmine was so happy with my achievement and wanted to change my contract to an exclusive model in La Fari. However, I wasn't sure enough to sign an exclusive contract with them because I am still a signed author at the story and life publishing.
📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ JAIME'S POV (。❛ᴗ❛。)📖 Did I make her feel bad when I rejected her first manuscript? I need to think of a way for him to lift her spirit. I knew I was a bit harsh to her, but it's for her to improve. Then suddenly, it came to my mind that I would pass her work for publishing, and I'll prepare the contract signing tomorrow for her so that the manuscripts she created will not come to waste. I called her name, and she gazed at me. I fixed my suit and smiled, "Congratulation, as well. I forgot to tell you that your first manuscript will be part of our new joiner collection." Mimo looked confused about what I said, "I don't unders
📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ JAIME'S POV (。❛ᴗ❛。)📖 Being with her for a night was a chance for me to get her, but I was so stupid that I suddenly talked about work. It should be my confession about my love, but my plan failed because something happened. I arrived at my house irritated about myself, and I was so fucking stupid. I hit the stirring wheel while groaning, as I remember what I did while we were at dinner. Mimo was late, and I got bored waiting for her, so I ordered our food in the meantime, then suddenly the door opened, and I saw her entering the room. She looked stunning with her short red dress, and I noticed she put on her makeup ve
📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (。❛ᴗ❛。)📖 Mr. Marble, get the bell beside him and ring it. Hearing the sound of the bell, it sounds like he is calling for someone. The melody the bell gives it's pretty cute because every second I hear it, it reminds me of sorbets being sold in the street. A few seconds later, the door opens, and I notice the waitress comes in while they push a trolley with a bunch of luxurious food. My face brightens as I gulp while the food is being shown to me. The cart has beef steak, fries, roasted pig belly, cauliflower salad, and wine. I look at Mr. Marble, and I catch him smiling as he stares at me. "What are
📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (。❛ᴗ❛。)📖 It's Sunday evening, and I am in my room looking for a good dress since I will meet Mr. Mable later at 9. While I am looking for a dress, the door suddenly opens, hearing the creaking sound it makes. I look at my door and see mom coming in. "Where are you going?" She asks while approaching me. I sigh before I answer, "My editor wants to meet up to discuss my project." "On Sunday? And it's night?" After she says that, she puts her hands on her waist while she gawks at me. "Mom, stop looking a
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