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One Night Stand With My Billionaire Fiancé Chapter 55 Fifty five
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.Waking up with an hangover was probably the worst thing to happen to anyone in the world.What kind of spirits exactly do they use in the production of alcohol?Why in the world could something so sweet and bubbly be just as deadly?I let out a sharp breath and groaned loudly as I woke up. My head felt like someone was playing on it- like it was a conga drum, my forehead felt just about ready to split open, and my tongue tasted like I had washed and rinsed it with soapy water.What if I actually did wash my mouth with soapy water?I pried my eyes open but I regretted doing so, closing my eyes almost immediately as the bright rays of sun light, that escaped the curtain's shield in torrents, pierced my already hurting eyes, causing my eyes to burn further, blurring my vision.As I lay in my bed, my eyes still closed, I tried to rack my brain to recall last night's activities, but nothing was coming forth.I say in my bed with my eyes closed for a few more minutes befor
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DANIELLE'S P.O.V."If I am getting what you said correctly, you're saying that you can not recall anything else about the party after you called for a waiter?" Janelle asked."Yes. My brain is as blank as a wall right now." I sighed, picking up a French fry and putting it into my mouth."I still can't believe that Chase fucking Sinclair was at your school's reception. What in the world was he doing there? You don't think he is following you, do you?" Sofia asked."He probably was there with Madelyn as her plus one. She is his sister after all- it wouldn't be odd for him to follow his only sibling to a party dedicated to welcoming her and her colleagues to a new school." I shrugged."Aren't you creeped out by the recurrent coincidences?" Layla asked."What do you mean?" I asked in confusion."Don't you think it's odd that you both keep running into each other every where. First he came to the Bachelorette party, then he gate crashed your wedding reception, then he showed up at your dad
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DANIELLE'S P.O.V."That about wraps it up." Sofia said, looking around the kitchen."You guys did a good job." I complimented as I looked around the kitchen too, taking in the hard work my friends had put in to clean the Penthouse's kitchen. The marble counter and island glinted and shone under the stream of light created by the light bulbs as if it was agreeing with my compliment."We did do a good job." Layla said smugly, drying her hands off on the cream colored kitchen towel."I'm glad that is done and over with." Janelle sighed, checking her fingers for any damage to her nails which she had just installed a few days ago.After having our lunch, the girls had joined me in cleaning up the living room and kitchen. Sofia had wiped off the kitchen's counter and island because she was the queen of wiping down dirty or greasy surfaces and making them shine; Janelle was in charge of loading the dish washer, an effortless chore because she was trying to avoid any damage to her newly fixed
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DANIELLE'S P.O.V.The room was suffocating, hot, and airless, even with the air conditioner humming gently in one corner of the big space. My back hurt from crouching under the table for too long, and my throat was parched from the tension that coursed through my body and caused my muscles to be knitted tightly.You must be wondering why I was in such a position in the first place. What I would tell you is that I had made the biggest mistake that day, by listening to the voice inside of my head. No wonder psychopaths got taken to psychiatrist hospitals- because the voices in our heads were not to be trusted. But like the soft and kind hearted person that I was, I, Danielle Dawson, had stupidly listened to and trusted the voices inside of my own head that had encouraged me to go into Adrian's room.At first, entering Adrian's room had been a breeze- facile and undramatic. After turning the door knob, I had let the door fly open, the door hitting the wall with a soft thud. I had walked
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DANIELLE'S P.O.V.I stared at Adrian, my expression mirroring his. My eyes, like his, were as wide as saucers from the shock of being caught in the act by him. My knees stung from falling on to the wooden floor in shock, and sweat had started to form on my brow."What the fuck are you doing here?" Adrian said, his chest heaving up and down and his eyes squinting in anger.My throat had suddenly dried up, and my tongue seemed to be glued to the roof of my mouth, preventing me from uttering a single word."Did you not hear me? I asked what the fuck you're doing crouching in my fucking room like a thief." Adrian said again, the volume in his voice starting to rise from anger.I coughed to clear my throat, and wiped off the sweat on my brows with the back of my hand. I then stood up from my crouched position on the floor and looked around the room- anywhere but at Adrian's angry face."I'm still waiting for my answer." Adrian said, folding his arms across his chest in confrontation. I avo
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DANIELLE'S P.O.V.The early morning sunlight licked its way mutely through the closed beige curtains which covered the length of the windows in my bedroom, and fell on to my face. I squeezed my eyes shut in order to block out the tiniest hint of the dull light, much preferring the dark of the night to the morning light.Seeing as any hopes of going back to sleep had being dashed at that point, I relaxed the muscles of my eye lids and let my eyes fly open. I threw away the blankets and comforter I had tucked myself into the previous night, and buried my feet into my bathroom slippers. With my legs padding loudly against the wooded floor of the room, I made my way towards the widows and threw the curtains open, a thrill running through my veins as I watched the way the light streamed into the room and highlight the wooden floors.I then padded across the room in to the en suite bathroom to take care of my morning hygiene. Staring at me from the bathroom mirror was the literal definition
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DANIELLE'S P.O.V.For the first time in a really long time, I was up with the sun. I stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, dressed in my most comfortable set of pajamas which consisted of a blouse and bottoms, and I looked out of the window at the colours that painted the sky. Hues of pink and purple were reflected in the scudding clouds that had gathered overnight. I checked my phone for the day's weather forecast, seeing that the day was predicted to be scalding hot like every other day in August had been so far.I trailed to the kitchen, my bathroom slippers padding gently and then slapping loudly as they made the transition from the rugged living room floors to the wooded kitchen floors. I rummaged through the fridge for breakfast, searching for the last piece of frozen pizza which I had kept in the fridge the previous night. I picked up the plate of the two day old piece of pizza which I had been preserving for that morning, placed it into the microwave, presse
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DANIELLE'S P.O.V."This tastes sublime." Azra exclaimed after taking a bite out of her cheeseburger.We were at the school cafeteria for our lunch. Having settled our little brawl of sorts, I had let Azra drag me with her to the cafeteria, all the while she was eagerly talking about her excitement for lunch and high expectations from the cafeteria staff that afternoon. I was just as excited and expectant as she was- I could barely wait to relive my first experience with the delicious cafeteria food.We had trooped into the cafeteria, alongside several of our other course mates and colleagues, and joined the already long queue that was lined up in front of the food. For my meal, I'd opted for a cheeseburger, fries without the ketchup, some chicken, and a can of soda. Azra had chosen to take the same food that I had chosen saying that the food looked like the type of meal she needed at that moment.We had then looked around for an empty table to seat at, and our luck shone on us as we f
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