Laura The meeting assistant showed me the seat where I was going to sit, which I did immediately, after greeting everyone present, who were friendly to me, except for the blond man who was sitting next to Max. He just gave a slight nod when I introduced myself to him. “I managed to get Gid out of
Laura “Oh, Laura. What's your damn problem?" I asked myself, standing outside the bathroom, seeing that I had entered the men's bathroom. Well, I hadn't paid attention; my mind was occupied with the issue with Ava that I would have to deal with. Good heavens! Now Gideon Bathory must surely be thi
A cool breeze blew past me, so I straightened my coat. Would she leave me freezing out here until I gave up and left? She must have been really upset with me. Luckily, the door opened, and it was Terrence. He was looking at me a little apprehensively, so just by looking at him, I could tell that A
Laura “Laura! Wait!" I heard someone calling me from across the street, so I turned to see Jason running up to me. I was at the entrance of the building where I lived and had just gotten out of my car. Apparently, Jason had been waiting for me all this time. I sighed resignedly. What did he want no
“Look at this glutton who seems like Daddy,” I said, tickling her belly, and making her laugh horribly. "Let's go then? There’s an ice cream shop across the street,” Laura said, pointing. So she, Annie and I went to that place, where we ordered some ice cream and ate it while we talked, clearly
Laura I was lying in my bed feeling incredibly bored. I had just gotten back from work, and today had been quite exciting. “You know it’s not necessary for you to be here, right? Gid? We're just checking in,” I remembered Max saying that to his brother when he, his brother, a few other designers,
“The shoes must definitely be fake,” said Suzy, trying to convince herself of that. “Suzy, it’s just shoes,” I reminded her. “Oh, stop being boring, you old woman! Leave me alone; I want to be angry with her, damn it, what hateful! What a perfect fucking little life she has,” she grumbled. “Di
Laura I was wearing a tight red dress that went to the middle of my thighs. The dress outlined my curves in a very sinuous way and highlighted the qualities of my body. Suzy had made me put on high heels, applied heavy makeup to my face, and even straightened my naturally wavy hair. I barely reco