"I'll be submitting my resignation this afternoon. I'm sorry for my behavior; it was unprofessional," I mentioned, tears still falling.I heard a very deep sigh."There's no need," he said, sounding resigned. I looked at him hopefully. "We've all made bad decisions and had bad days. You don't deserv
A week had passed since the disaster at the bridal shop, and my wicked stepmother hadn't stopped pestering me for the name of my supposed fiance. But all I'd gotten from that infamous dating app were twenty dick pics, five offers for casual sex, and countless hours of frustration. I had no one to ta
"Nothing. I'm going to the equestrian club. It's Amanda's engagement dinner," I explained."What are you planning to sabotage this time? Don't tell me you've given up—that would be so boring of you."I looked at him, pressing my tongue against my cheek. I felt ridiculed and mocked, but there was no
Amelia was the name of my detestable stepmother. But I loathed her name so much that I tried not to remember it. It was the name my mother used to repeat incessantly when she was ill, blaming her for the destruction of her marriage. Even as a child, I understood that my father was more to blame for
"Don't be rude, Andrew. He's my guest. He came with me," I informed him, trying to keep him in check."He's your boss. He doesn't need to come with you anywhere," Andrew snapped, barely containing his anger.I rolled my eyes and walked past him."Don't be ridiculous. Control yourself," I whispered a
A stepmother on the floor, an apparent boyfriend who came out of nowhere, and more alcohol in my system than I should have. That's the summary of the scene I was living through at that moment. With Amelia passed out, Serge wasted no time in reacting. My father carried her in his arms, while Amanda f
We left the room and walked to his car in silence. We got in, still silent."What was that? What are you planning to do with me?" I asked, bewildered."For now, I'll take you to get some real food," he decided, starting the car, as cool as a cucumber.-The "real food" Lucius referred to was this gl
Being a real estate agent for a project as grand as the New Century Project required qualities like eloquence, distinction, elegance, and sharpness. The truth was that I, Marianne Fairmount, only pretended that these traits were part of my identity while selling properties to make ends meet. Otherwi
I was easily the most boringly dressed guest here, yet the moment I arrived, I felt all eyes on me. Around me were either complete strangers or familiar faces tied to the Lewis family, and the latter group I knew watched me closely. I ignored them as best I could. Let's just say I wasn't a welcome p
"Well, that boy has been in love with you for many years, and a man's ego is fragile enough as it is. I'm not surprised he reacted badly to your rejection," my mother said.I bolted upright from the bed, startled."What are you saying?" I sounded offended. "Our romantic feelings are recent. That's w
My mother had had me when she was eighteen—a single mom who had faced countless struggles because she had a child so young. I know that for most of my life, I've had the financial backing of my father's family, but those early years of poverty, hunger, and loneliness were memories that hadn't faded.
He was staring at me a lot."What are you looking at? Haven't you had enough of staring at me since we were kids?" I teased him."I'll never get tired of looking at you," he replied.I couldn't help but smile at that. How could he be so sweet?"Well, since you've given up on that ridiculous wedding,
I unhooked my bra, wanting to be more comfortable, and I began playing with my nipples. He noticed and kissed his way back up to them, sucking on each one in turn. It was even better as he didn't stop using his fingers, thrusting them in and out of me. However, he hadn't looked me in the eye since I
I hadn't woken up this morning planning to test Lawrence's patience, let alone end up kissing him like this. But the way he held me tightly against his body, the way our tongues danced wildly together, had me teetering on the edge.I had no idea he was such a good kisser nor that he was so skilled a
"Hello, Emma. It's nice to hear from you too..." I answered, feeling utterly drained."I want an explanation now, Lawrence," she snapped.Honestly, my brain wasn't functioning well enough for riddles at this moment."Who is 'she'? How are we making fun of you?" I asked, confused.I heard a frustrate
The best treatment and care at home—that was what my father was receiving. But no matter how much money was spent or how excellent the medical attention was, it wouldn't save him. In the end, money could only buy the material things. It couldn't replace a body destined for death.I was so disturbed
Lawrence Lewis's P.O.VWhen I got engaged to Emma and put the distance between me and Sara that I should have enforced all along, I never expected this. Out of all the scenarios I had predicted, what had actually happened was never one of them. I tried to chalk up what happened in that dark closet t