Alexia Ross, a young woman with a traumatic past, is devastated when she discovers that her boyfriend has been cheating on her. Seeking refuge, she escapes to Paradise Island, vowing to swear off love. However, she soon encounters the enigmatic Benedict Hastings, who seems determined to help her heal her broken heart. Will she accept his help and learn to trust and love again, or is she right to be wary? Is their meeting merely coincidental, or is it the work of fate?
View MoreI carefully whisk the batter in a large mixing bowl, ensuring that it becomes silky smooth and devoid of any lumps. As I dip my finger into the fluffy mixture and bring it to my mouth, the sweet, creamy goodness explodes on my tongue, evoking a smile that spreads across my face. At that moment, I realized how food really does soothe all of ones troubles.Setting the mixing bowl down on the countertop, I turn to the cabinet, rummaging through the cookware until I find the heavy frying pan. I pull it out and place it on the hot plate, allowing it to heat up properly. With a knife, I carefully slice off a generous piece of butter and set it aside, eagerly awaiting the moment the pan reaches the perfect temperature.Once the pan is hot enough, I drop the butter in, and it immediately sizzles and dances upon contact with the surface. The delightful aroma fills the kitchen as I swirl the melting butter around, ensuring the bottom of the pan is coated in a glossy sheen. Satisfied with its p
"Ugh, my head! Mia, I am going to kill you!" I exclaim, groaning as I press an ice pack to my forehead and slump onto the couch."Don't shout! I'm already feeling dead, so you can't even kill me!" Mia shouts, walking into the living room with her ice pack on her head, still in her pajamas, just like me.With a playful plop, she flops onto the couch, groaning dramatically before letting out a loud, exaggerated moan. "Mia, shut up please come on! You're killing both my ears, drums, and me! Now I feel dead!" I say, joining in on the groaning fest. Before long, we’re locked in a weird competition of who can groan the loudest."Well, I’m zombie dead!" Mia counters, a mischievous grin creeping across her face before it fades back to a wince of pain."Oh yeah? Well, I’m more than just a zombie dead!""You know how in those movies and games people kill zombies and they get a second death? Well, I’m the undead zombie!" I declare, pointing at myself with a goofy sense of triumph despite feeli
"We are going to be together, forever, Little doll face," A mans voice whispered, his cold breath brushing against my ear as he dragged me deeper into the cabin. The wooden beams creaked and groaned, and the fire crackled in the hearth, casting eerie shadows on the walls. I attempted to struggle, but my wrists and ankles were bound by rough rope, leaving me helpless.He unties the ropes given me a little surges of hope ,but it all fades away as he pulled me closer, the stench of decay and rot filled my nostrils, making my stomach churn. The man's eyes gleamed with a malevolent intensity, as he gives his signature smile , a smile so twisted and cruel I can't help but flinch. "You'll never escape me, Alexia," he hissed, his voice dripping with malice.I thrashed and kicked, desperate to break free, but The man's grip only tightened. He dragged me outside, the darkness of the woods enveloping us like a shroud. The trees loomed above, their branches creaking ominously in the wind.As w
"Don’t do this," Mia pleads, her voice urgent as she rushes toward me. She cradles my face in her tender hands, gently wiping away the tears that I hadn’t even realized were falling down my cheeks."I’m not doing anything," I murmur, my voice trembling and breaking at the end, as I struggle to say the words that I know are lies ."Then why are you crying?" she asks softly, drawing me closer so that my head rests against her warm chest, her heartbeat steady and calming, making me feel a bit better.I take a shaky breath, trying to gather my thoughts. "Well, you see, I decided to immerse myself in the movie I was watching, and it hit me hard. The scene was just so heartbreaking—I couldn’t help but cry," I confess, sniffling as I recall the sad moment when they scattered the ashes of the girl into the vast ocean. The name of the movie escapes me, but the sad story lingers in my mind: a girl trapped by a medical condition that forbade her from ever seeing sunlight, only to accidentally st
"I told you so," is the first thing she says when I finish telling her the whole story, which only dampens my already sour mood."Wow, no, I am so sorry for you ,girl.""Or I will always be there for you ,bestie.""Or I will kill those bastards ,I always knew men were scum." I say with a raised eyebrows, Mia is a very loyal person with strong opinions about a lot of things including my relationships,so I was expecting something more but all she does is shrug."Nope, the only thing I'm going to say is that I warned you there was something off about David and his sister," Mia replies, putting air quotes around the word "sister." I groan and take another spoonful of ice cream."First of all, you were the one who introduced me to him, so if there is anyone to blame, it's you, "I say, pointing at Mia which earns me a glare from her and a pillow tossed at me, almost knocking the bucket of ice creams out of my lap."Hey, stop that! Secondly, he said she was his stepsister, or sister—I don
" I am glad you have come to the right choice," Mr Gregory says, his creepy smile getting wider every second I stare into his evil eyes. "I am too, " I say, standing up; he relaxes on his chair, spreading his legs, waiting for something that I know will never happen instead of doing anything he thinks I was planning on doing. I pick up his mug full of coffee , hoping it's scalding hot, the feel of the warm mug makes me smile as I dump the contents on his head . "How dare you?" he bellows in anger after he realizes what I just did. "Did you really think I was going to sleep with you " "What a joke " "You are a dirty pig, and I would rather be homeless than be with you, you perverted asshole, " I say, throwing his mug at him , watching with satisfaction as it hits his head, breaking on the floor . "You fucking bitch , how dare you, you think you can get away with this, you are just an ugly whore that will never make it in this industry, no matter how hard you try," he said
I stared at Mia in disbelief. "So, you're telling me that you didn't actually know anything? You just assumed something was wrong and decided to freak me out?" I asked, trying to keep my tone light . Mia nodded sheepishly, inching away from me as if she were anticipating my reaction. "I guess so. I just didn’t want you to be caught off guard," she admitted. I sighed, rubbing my temples to ease the tension building within me. "Mia, you’re my best friend, but sometimes your antics drive me crazy. Can’t you just let me deal with my own problems for once?" As my words hung in the air, Mia’s expression fell, hurt evident on her face. "I was just trying to help, Alex. I didn’t mean to stress you out," she replied softly. Feeling guilty, I got up and wrapped her in a hug. "I know, Mia. And I appreciate it. It's just... this thing with Mr. Gregory has me really spooked. I don’t know what he wants, but I have a bad feeling about it." Mia’s expression turned serious as she nodded in suppor
"That's it. Nothing can get worse than this," I say, rubbing my palms hard across my face in frustration. "What did I do, universe? Huh?" I ask myself, pacing back and forth while Mia bombards me with questions that are giving me migraines. "What did you do, Alex? What does he want with you?" she asks. I collapse onto my desk, wailing. "How am I supposed to know? I've done everything he asked! I worked overtime all of last week so I could take half the day off last Friday, and since today, I haven't done anything wrong," I say, biting my fingers in an attempt to organize my thoughts. "Maybe it has to do with the weekly report." "Have you sent it yet?" Mia asks. I nod frantically, unsure of what else to do. "Of course, I’ve sent the report," I replied, a hint of annoyance creeping into my voice. "You know how he is — he always demands the weekly sales performance reports before we even think about holding the board meeting," Mia said, rolling her eyes at the thought. "I
"Are you going to tell me now?" I ask Denise as she wheels me to the hospital discharge area, humming 'Sugar' by Maroon 5. "Okay, I will tell you. Your—" "Why are we passing the hospital checkout?" I interrupt, forgetting about what she was about to say. "Well, that's the good news." "What do you mean?" I ask as she pushes me toward the exit, unexpectedly guiding me to my car. It looks like it wasn't hit by another car at all; it seems even better than it was before. "Your prince charming paid your hospital bills and brought your car here," she says with a giant smile. "What do you mean he paid my hospital bills? How could you let him do that? He doesn't even know me!" I say, my voice a mix of disbelief and anger as I glare at her. She bursts into a fit of laughter, her eyes sparkling with delight as she seems to float away into a daydream. "Isn't that just so romantic? He even brought your car here!" she replies, her gaze drifting dreamily towards the ceiling as if envisioning
"How could you do this to me?" I yelled, my body trembling with uncontrollable anger.My boyfriend jumped away from the girl he had been holding, rushing to cover himself. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I turned to the girl he was with and froze, staring at her for a long time, hoping my eyes were playing tricks on me."You… you’re cheating on me with your sister! That is disgusting!" I scrunched my face in disbelief. I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing—the love of my life, the person with whom I had planned my future, was cheating on me with his sister, of all people."How stupid can you be? I am not his sister!" Anastasia said with a smug smile. She laughed as she snuggled deeper into the bed—the bed I had shared with David for the past two years."What do you mean you’re not his sister? You've been acting like it for the past six years! Someone better start talking before I lose my cool!" I said, pacing back and forth. I was confused, angry, and sl...
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