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2022-03-20 15:07:02What even is the definition of friends?
I was asking myself that while we were on our way back home from the hospital. After almost two weeks of complete isolation from society and being in close contact with doctors and nurses every day, I was finally set free. Not entirely though. The doctor had ordered complete bed rest for the next few days for me, or until our family doctor viewed I was healthy enough to get back out there again. She said I should always be in bed, even while I was having a meal.
The fact that I couldn't move a lot, let alone go places had somehow ended up bringing me closer to Liam than we had ever been. For the last few days, I was staying at the hospital, he was with me. He slept over. We ate together. We watched T.V. together and he would rub my back or feet until I fell asleep every night a
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Love me, London one
*Note: this book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Read at your own risk. Enjoy.Stepping down from a white Bentley, I glanced up to a lovely white stone Victorian mansion that stood at the center of the vast isolated estate. The place was strongly guarded with a great number of men dressed in black scattering about the driveway, some of them easily took notice of my arrival and soon approached me.Finding myself guided through the beautiful decorated double ceiling hallway, I attempted to ease my anxiety and nerves by focusing my gaze down toward a pair of crystal pumps I had on. I held my clutch closer to my dress and when I was alerte
Last Updated : 2021-08-30Love me, London two
"London?"From where I was sitting, I could sense four pairs of eyes in total were glistening on me. Regret immediate poured through me for following Emma's instruction and set my feet into this room."London?" A hoarse voice repeated and this time I snapped my gaze up from my lap to answer his call."Yes, Mr. Luciano."Intimidated, I was. Who would not if they found themselves seating across the table from Mr. Yusuf Luciano.Was I in trouble? Was the first thought which entered my mind the moment I stepped into the room. And with the answer being 'No', few other thoughts then arose.Hoping that maybe, just maybe someone would final
Last Updated : 2021-08-30Love me, London three
Rain. Water. Tears.I sat by the window of my bedroom and leaned my throbbing head against the cold window. It had been raining all day today and as if the sky knew I could use a friend shedding some tears. They cried for me. Just like I had been crying for myself for the past countless hours.Yesterday, I was given two choices by a man who was ought to be my future husband.To obey him or go against his order and see where I would end up.I, stupidly went with the second one.After we stepped downstairs together, Liam kept me close by his side. It made me want to vomit and the fact that most of the girls from my high school could stop blabbing about how lucky I was, I felt the need
Last Updated : 2021-08-30Love me, London four
Staring at my own reflection on my vanity mirror, I grimaced. Even with eight hours of sleep last night, I looked ready to drop. My face with professionally done makeup had never looked so lifeless and dull. My cheeks were puffy and my eyes were swollen. Most importantly, my brain was discomposed.After dozing off by accident last night, I wake up with a laptop still hidden underneath my pillow. I guessed that explained the sensation of resting my head on a log the entire night. I remembered carefully sitting up in my bed and tried not to wake up Amanda. I took out my laptop and got back on the research I left unfinished last night.My laptop was on sleep mode so it automatically took me back to where I left off but to my surprise, the blog of the girl named Amber had no longer existed. Her site was to quote the google people's statemen
Last Updated : 2021-08-30Love me, London five
With Travis's help, I eventually found myself sitting in the back of a jet black Rolls-Royce. The driver greeted me politely as our eyes met and the door was closed behind me."It took you thirty minutes to just get in a car." His deep, intimidating voice welcomed me and I shifted uncomfortably in my spot, "Some of us have places to be, London.""I am sorry."Didn't know what to say, I ended up apologizing to him like a coward. Not only that I was scared of him but I just did not have the power to fight back this time around.The car was then driven down the driveway smoothly. I looked out the window, hoping to capture a mental image of my house for the last time only to see three other cars were tracing just right behind us. It was l
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Stupid.Stupid. Dumb. London.I repeated those words to myself as I walked down the dark hallway and headed toward the room located all the way to the end. From what I remembered, that white double door was introduced to me as the door led to the master bedroom of the west wing.I could not sleep.No matter how long I had laid there in my perfectly comfortable bed and waited for sleep to take over me, it did not. I shifted and rolled around for hours and hours. Each time I closed my eyes, the only thing I saw was her.Her face. Her yelling. Her blood.She came running toward me even in my sleep and I had to keep my eyes open. I coul
Last Updated : 2021-08-30Love me, London seven
The next morning I wake up with the biggest headache ever. My head was throbbing and I swore, there was a constant ringing noise inside of my ears.That muzzle blasting noise of a gun firing.I sat up in bed and began to observe my surrounding. My other sense, however picked up a smell of a sweet vanilla as I turned toward Giovanna's side of the bed."French toast?" She mumbled mouthful.I eyed down a plate of food on her lap and looked back at her."I am good. Thanks." I said with a light chuckle and watched my bestie munching down her breakfast in bed."What happened last night? Why couldn't you sleep?" Giovanna asked up out
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"It's money, isn't it?!" I barked loudly through the phone and I could hear Mama lowly sighed, "Is it, Mama?! Papa owned Mr. Luciano some money!"From the other side of the call, she began to explain, "Dearest, I am sure it has nothing to do with-""Then why did he say those words to me?!" I cried, tightening my grip around my cell phone, "He spoke to me like I am a prostitute."I sensed her gasp in surprise at my choice of word, "London. Where did you even learn of that word from?""It does not matter." I snapped, making up my mind I decided to end it there, "I don't care what you and Papa have to say about this but I am coming home."With that, I hang up.
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Love me, London sixty
What even is the definition of friends?I was asking myself that while we were on our way back home from the hospital. After almost two weeks of complete isolation from society and being in close contact with doctors and nurses every day, I was finally set free. Not entirely though. The doctor had ordered complete bed rest for the next few days for me, or until our family doctor viewed I was healthy enough to get back out there again. She said I should always be in bed, even while I was having a meal.The fact that I couldn't move a lot, let alone go places had somehow ended up bringing me closer to Liam than we had ever been. For the last few days, I was staying at the hospital, he was with me. He slept over. We ate together. We watched T.V. together and he would rub my back or feet until I fell asleep every night a
Love me, London fifty-nine
Like music to my ears, his heartbeat softly echoed off the walls in perfect harmonies. His eyes were closed, face looking serene as ever while his tiny body floated endlessly in my womb."Perfectly healthy, Mrs. Luciano." The doctor said as she pointed with her finger towards the monitor of the ultrasound machine.My chest puffed, proudly. Bobbing my head in pure satisfaction, I flashed her a warm smile back.He's beautiful.Gorgeous.In a way that no word in a vocabulary could narrate. By just witnessing his existence through the monitoring screen, the overwhelming love I felt towards him was truly priceless."Is everything alright, Mrs. Luciano?"
Love me, London fifty-eight
The next morning I wake up feeling fresh. Last night. Oh, last night. I literally had the best time of my life. So much food came in and out of my room nonstop upon his request. We were watching Masterchef on netflix and every time I mentioned about how delicious and tasty those foods they were cooking look, Liam sent someone out, looking for the exact same dish for me in all the restaurants around town. We ubereat-ed too. Like a lot. I felt almost like a princess. It was so much more fun watching a cooking show and being able to taste all the foods similar to what they were making rather than just sitting there and starved yourself to death at midnight.I was stuffing my face with a bowl of arugula and shrimp salad when the door suddenly burst open."Good mor- What the hell is going on in here?!" Giovanna exclaimed. She care
Love me, London fifty-seven
[LONDON P.O.V.]"You can have any girls in this world. Get with them. Play with them. Break their hearts. I don't care. But her. She is mybest friend."It was the next day in the morning. Early in the morning. How did I know? I hadn't even opened my eyes yet but I could feel a warm bright sunlight shining through the window, heathing up my skin.For the second time, in a subdued voice, almost a whisper, the person hissed."Why does it have to be her?"I did not need to open my eyes to guess who she was. I recognized her voice, possibly within the first two seconds I heard it."Trust
Love me, London fifty-six
[THIRD PERSON P.O.V.]Like a thunder, he entered the room, seizing every breath and attentions to be turned directly in his way as they should.Six men seated across the long table in Yusuf Luciano's office glanced up in awe. Their eyes locked on their one and onlybossin unison,"I need a word with you...inprivate."Yusuf's pulse skittered. He watched unbelievably as every one of his minion co-workers stumbled out of his office as per his son's request. They knew better than to define him. Even Yusuf himself was getting more and more intimidated by Liam these days."Son."
Love me, London fifty-five
I am sorry.His soft half-broken apology rung in my ears. It had been over fifteen minutes now since we last said anything to each other before the doctor came in, disrupting our conversation by requesting a moment in private with Liam.I wasn't sure as to whether or not I should be thankful for him for saving my butt from what could have been a very awkward encounter, or should I get mad at him for interrupting such a potentially heartfelt moment between the two of us. Anyways, my heart ached for the poor man.An expression of pure horror gripped his face, yet his gestures remained stoic and professional. I watched carefully as Doctor Gideon continued to express his concerns over my case with Liam who in return, was giving him his full attention. His eyebrows d
Love me, London fifty-four
Would you do it?If your best friend asked you for a favor, would you do it?I guessed the answers could be varied and by varying, I mean it had to do with lots of things. Lots of facts. The task they asked you to accomplish. The situation you both were in, and the most importantly who that person was.When Luke asked me for a favor, I couldn't help but say yes to him. Did I regret it? It was still too fast to tell. But given the situation I was in, I couldn't afford losing another person in my life who actually gave aneffabout me.With Luke in the picture, I definitely felt much better and safer now. Apart from Giovanna, he was this other person who had always been looking out for me,
Love me, London fifty-three
All I heard was a strange sound. An odd static noise followed by tiny beeps as myself was slowly coming back. My eyes felt abnormally heavy, but not too heavy that it would be impossible to lift them open. My body jolted like it was awakened from death, raising from out of the tomb in which it had been buried. I groaned in pain, feeling my stiff muscles and tendons stretched underneath the thin covers. My chest rose on heavy, rasping breaths and I opened my eyes to an unnervingly white, clean ceiling above me.So calm. So peaceful. Airy and neat. It was then when I was vaguely aware that I was lying on a hospital bed and likewise, the tears started to fall again."Thank God." I heard a strong, steady voice mumbling from beside me then a comforting pair of arms wrapped themselves around my trembling body.
Love me, London fifty-two
There was a strange feeling erupting in my guts. Like suddenly, my stomach fell into a knot and my chest clenched tight. I couldn't begin to explain how weird every organs felt inside my body. I just knew everything at the moment felt wrong. I couldn't move, nor speak. The only thing I could do and had been doing for the past several seconds was staring straight into his expressionless face.As if what happened tonight wasn't delusional enough already, standing in front of me, in the flesh, alive and breathing was Xavier.Yes. The same Xavier whom I once mistook as my friend, and spent a great amount of time hanging around without knowing every words that came off of his mouth was based on a lie.One big fat filthy lie.
