"Oh my God, was that your boyfriend?" Alexa asked giddily. "Do you have a boyfriend?"
This girl was way too hyped, happy and excited for absolutely no reason. I mean, we just met today and you're my minion, act like it, I guess.
Isn't that how this whole bad bitch and her minions thing work? Were they supposed to be so involved in my life? Weren't they supposed to just follow me around and do as I say? Just gain me popularity and all that?
"Um … yeah … I guess."
First of all, I appreciate the fact that many girls; especially TikTok beauties and I*******m baddies, show off and tell people about their sugar daddies.
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I thought about it carefully and it's actually been so long I went for a massage and facials and the sorts so why not do that to celebrate my acceptance into Carrington College? I mean, I did get it after all and I couldn't be any happier. Also, I didn't suggest going to a spa so he'd get facials and clear out his face and rid it of acne and blackheads at least a little bit so he'd look more handsome. That's definitely not why I picked it. Yup, definitely not. I don't know why you would think that. "How about we go to a spa? It's been a while since I went to one and it would be so much fun." He smiled and turned to me immediately. "Really? That's it? A spa? You want to go to a spa? For real? A spa?" He asked immediately, he sounded very surprised.
Once I got home, I realized I had forgotten to call my dads to notify them about my acceptance into the college so I shot them a quick text."I got in."I couldn't be any more straight to the point, could I? I also shot a quick text to Belle and Camden as well. They also deserved to know, considering how much they actually helped and how supportive they were of my decision to change schools.I was pulling out a bag of chips from the cabinet when I suddenly remembered Rodney had an art exhibition by 6pm today which I'd promised him I wouldn't miss for the world. It was already past five and I ran to his house before I could even think about anything, leaving my bag of chips on the counter.I busted in without knocking, only to see him in the living room sitting on the couch with his head down. I nearly panicked, thinking something happened to him until I got close to him and indeed, something really h
Mrs Neumann wasn't always Mrs Neumann. She used to be Agatha Neumann, the sweet young and beautiful lady who loved cooking and making friends who would eat her cooking. Her favorite phrase used to be "Cooking is an art that must be taken seriously, especially when you're cooking for someone who hasn't had good food before." She loved cooking so much, wait, let me rephrase that, she enjoyed cooking but she loved and enjoyed feeding people even more. She enjoyed it so much that she always volunteered to cook at every party, function and charity events and everybody enjoyed her cooking as well. It was through her cooking she met her first boyfriend, Paul Pierson. They met at a chàrity function where Agatha had cooked and everyone ate. He wanted to compliment and reward whoever had made the amazing delicacy that filled his stomach with a burst of joy. Paul expec
Bit by bit, Rodney's art got more recognition and compliments by everyone who visited their house or randomly saw his work.He got many different compliments and offers but he refused to sell his work, claiming they weren't for sale. He would always tell them his art was for his Mom and nobody else.Meanwhile, Agatha did get a lot of advances from many different kinds and classes of men; rich, royal, average, countryside wealthy, name them.Her beauty didn't fade over the years and they all wanted a piece of her but she rejected all of them.She didn't want anything to do with any man at all so she rejected all the ones who came after her. If not for any other reason, for the sake of Rodney. She felt like he w
My dads had left work immediately I texted them and went to the hospital for confirmation while I held on to poor sad little Rodney. He was depressed and as much as I tried to rub and massage the back of his head for him to at least fall asleep, he didn't. He was way too sad and depressed to sleep. The child had a lot on his mind and he was way too young for all these bad things to be happening to him. I felt very bad for him but I couldn't exactly do anything to get it off his mind or forget it, that was the sad part. The poor child was completely broken and I was the only one he had to turn to for homeliness and comfort at this point but even I couldn't provide the comfort he needed. It's actually very illogical how nobody noticed that she was dying. How didn't we notice? We were all so caught up in our own ongoing busy lives that we
Rodney's grandmother came over as well as Mrs Neumann's friends and employees. They all majorly wanted to see Rodney and express their condolences but we postponed every seeing of Rodney. We didn't let them know he was in the hospital though. "I already asked you all to tell me where my grandson is. I lost my daughter already, please just let me know where my grandson is." Rodney's grandma requested. We didn't tell her because she was very emotional. She had been crying all throughout since she got to the house and everytime anybody consoled or tried to console her, she cried even more. She couldn't even bear the sadness that came with being in her daughter's house which is why she was in our house ins
“Evie, is he your boyfriend?” “No, he’s not.” I answered the curious Rodney who was looking at me with suggestive brows. He was such a curious child and even though it was a good thing sometimes, it was annoying. I rolled my eyes as he raised his eyebrows up and down suggestively. Rodney is a dumb and funny child. “Then how do you two know each other? Because I don’t think I’ve met him before,” He wondered aloud before his eyebrows went higher in realization. That cannot be good. Whenever Rodney has that look on his face, it never ends well. Oh God please. “Oh wait, is he your friend from school you talked about the other d
For one, I had completely forgotten about the fact that Jade had followed me down to Las Vegas due to my previous embarrassing moment with Rodney and Raphael. Why the fuck would she come down to Las Vegas to see me? Who sleeps with their acclaimed best friend's boyfriend and still tries to make amends. I mean, the deed has already been done, why are you trying to undo it? I glared at her as she stood right in front of my house. I didn't blame her. My dads weren't around, that's why she still had the chance to even be there. Such annoying thing. "Eve, please listen to me, please?" She repeated as I frowned at her. Once realization hit me very hard,
"Eve–" "No, listen to me this time, Jade." I took a short step towards her. "I heard and saw everything, there's no need to explain anything to me anymore." I cut her off before she could get any further. "I know you already found out the truth, I'm here to tell you I still haven't found Remy!" She yelled out of frustration. That had to be the worst news I'd heard all month. What the hell? I couldn't believe she still had to conform to having sex with that son of a bitch, Grey. What if he just lied? What if he was never the one who sent the burglars? What if he doesn't even have Remy or know the whereabouts of the burglars or Remy? What if he just came up with the story on the spot so he'd have sex with Jade? What if he's lying about bringing back her child when in actual reality, he's unable to do that or he has killed the child or hurt him.
"So… you've never gone skinny-dipping before for real?" "Yeah." Raphael muffled as I drew shapes and patterns on the back of his head while he sucked my nipples. We were going to have sex and all but this position we were in was oddly comfortable, relaxing and therapeutic for the both of us. We were both naked and he had his head in between my breasts while his tongue circled my nipples constantly. Therapeutic. "I really can't believe it. I mean, everyone has skinny-dipped at least once in their life, you're just strange." I told him casually. "Says the one who has never roleplayed in her entire life. " He retorted. &nbs
"Let's go somewhere private." He whispered in my ears slowly and seductively as his lips brushed against my ears softly. "Where do you have in mind?" I asked him as I pulled his face up to mind and let my lips linger a couple inches away from his. "I booked an Augustus premium suite in Caesars so we can go there." He pressed on, not missing eye contact. There was just one thing that shone in his eyes with so much light and sparkle; Lust. He was lustful. I could tell he needed me just as much as I needed him at this point. His lust was so evident and I could tell he had all that lust for me. It made me feel so good. Plus, I was completely drunk while he was tipsy so that set the mood even more.
There were five guys altogether, Raphael, Harvey, Martins, Ramirez and Duke. Also, we didn't get any of that strong alcohol. Nobody wants to pass out at omnia. "Questions time now. enough talking. Never have I ever cheated on a partner." Alexa, Jamie, Harvey and Ramirez took the shots. "Well, she was hot and my wife was home and she seduced me. No way in hell could I resist that very spicy latina. I mean, you all wouldn't." "Yeah, true, latinas are spicy as fuck." We all agreed consecutively. Unarguably true fact there. "I mean, he had to be one of the sexiest white guys I'd ever
Then, sadly I realized I had completely forgotten the fact that it was a night club I was going to and I had done a whole freaking daytime makeup and it was so fucking angering. I punched my pillow to contain my anger and annoyance at myself. Then I realized I could just transition the whole thing into a night time makeup. I decided to just build on the daytime makeup I'd already done. I started out with my black color outline eye pencil. It comes in a creamy jet black that glides on sleekly and looks fantastic smudged out for a more lived-in look. I brushed some of my W3LL people expressionist liquid liner directly onto my hand; it wasn't exactly necessary, but I do it to ensure a sleek, crisp a
Are you free? The girls and I are hanging out tonight at omnia club tonight. Dress code is formal and fancy. I read the text from Jamie out loud. Thank goodness. I actually needed something to get my mind off all the drama that had been going on in my life lately. It was tiring and frustrating as hell. Everyday, something new kept coming up. Can't there be at least one normal day? Before I know it, tomorrow, I'll find out that I was actually a man who got changed with surgery and my real name is Ethan and not Eve. Or I wasn't born. I was an illusion that got life by some weird cryo means. Or I'm not human, the scientists were testing out mutation and somehow my kind of mutant turned human.
You see, it started when I was born, my parents adored and loved me. I was born with meningitis and in case you might not know what meningitis is, let me explain it to you.” "Meningitis is an inflammation of the tissue surrounding the brain and spinal cord (meninges). Viruses or bacteria may cause meningitis." "Symptoms include headache, stiff neck, fever, and malaise. Routine vaccination has decreased the incidence of many bacterial causes; however, viral causes are still common." "Bacterial meningitis can result in severe outcomes, including permanent hearing loss, brain damage, and even death." "The three types of meningitis are viral meningitis, fungal meningitis, and bacterial meningitis. Th
"You have something important to say?" "Yes, very important." Belle replied in clarification. I didn't know why. I had absolutely no idea why but I felt like whatever she had to say was big, really big. Like way beyond me big. I wondered what was on her mind and what she had to say. I didn't know when I began to panic for absolutely no reason. I hadn't even heard her speech. "Well, we'll have to sit down for this."She said softly as she stared at me with guilt written all over her features. If she was about to tell my dads about my sugar daddy, Raphael, then she might as well just get a knife and stab me in the back physically instead. We all went to the living room and sat down but none of us looked or seemed comfortable, especially not me. "What did you want to tell us? What is this about?" I asked her carefully. &
"Spill." "What?" I was genuinely confused about what she was referring to. I was confused about everything. I wasn't expecting anyone to just pop up and say anything once I entered. I had just seen Raphael off to his car where he gave me a kiss on the forehead which had been on my mind as I walked back. Alongside the many things and theories I had been coming up with while I slowly walked back to the house. And I opened the door and walked in, only to see Belle with her hands on her waist and a suggestive smirk, right beside Rodney who looked like he just wanted to sleep. "Spill." She repeated.