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Chapter 111: Tears of joy
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" It's late, Mama", his deep baritone voice whispered into her ears and sent shivers down her spine.Her fingers grew weak and unable to cut further. There it was again, the feeling she felt the other night; there it was, rushing back, but this time, she might not give in to it." Christian"," Hey princess, miss me?".His breath was touching her neck, causing her to quiver, and he noticed. Her heart was beating so fast and hard, and her face was all red.' what's this feeling again?' she asked in her mind and touched her forehead with her palm." Am I.. having a fever?".Christian immediately broke the hug and turned her to face him, "You're having a fever?" he immediately touched her forehead and neck and noticed a little bit of an increase in temperature.He checked her arms also and noticed the goosebumps and she was looking a little bit sweaty," Are you feeling cold?","I.."," A minute." he immediately took his phone and dialed a contact." Hello, Mr Christian"," Get down her
The Billionaire's Fashion Designer Chapter 113: Innocent Ari
Christian immediately approached the doctor the moment he walked out of the room." How's she, doctor?"," Everything is fine Mr. Christian", he said, " she has no fever, she just needs some rest and to take more vitamins", " Are you sure? Or do I need to bring her over for some test?"," You've known me for quite some time now; there's no need for that; she just needs some rest".Christian sighed in relief, "Okay, great job," he said and went into the room, brushing past him." Thank you so much doctor", Clinton bowed to him," It's my job, Mr. Clinton"," Kindly let me see you off", he gestured, and the doctor appreciated him." Hey Princess", he called as he walked into the room, proceeding towards the bed she was lying on.She sat up on seeing him and quickly cleared her throat," Hi"," The doctor said you need some rest".He sat beside her on the bed " I'm already taking the rest"," Do you need anything?","No"," Are you hungry?"," No, I'm fine, thanks".He noticed her avoi
The Billionaire's Fashion Designer Chapter 114: The night
Clarisse kept tossing around on the bed, his words ringing in her ears, there was too much to feel, too much to remember, too much to think about. She groaned, trying to catch sleep, when the image of him laughing popped up in her head again; how cute he looked, how his lips felt against her ears, and finally, the words that wouldn't leave her head." Touch yourself".She rolled over on her bed panting slightly, after staying motionless for some seconds, her hands began to move around her body, from her neck to her breast, her eyes were closed, remembering what it felt like when he touched her there, trailing the hands to the middle of her legs and touching her laps.She moaned softly remembering his touch, his lips on her skin, the texture of his skin against her palm, his tongue on her nipples. She opened her eyes, realizing what was happening, " I'm crazy," she said, taking her hands away from her lips, " He's driving me crazy.".Clarisse jumped with the sudden ring of her phone,
The Billionaire's Fashion Designer Chapter 115: The weird noises
She could feel the eyes on her as her booth clicked the floor; her always sensitive ears felt the unusualness in the air, how unusually noisy it was that morning. She tried not to listen to the whispers, not wanting to hear what she might regret hearing, but her mind wondered if the noise was about her dress as her flawless skin was adorned with a beautiful short flare skirt and an off-shoulder lemon top. But she was convinced that it was not her dress and the majority were looking from their phone to her.In order not to be distracted or swayed, she diligently buried herself in her work, sowing lots of dresses with much enthusiasm and ignoring her phone that wouldn't stop buzzing. The sound from the swirling machine did a great job of preventing her ears from hearing the whispers and the continuous buzzing phone. Clarisse was so engrossed in sowing the fabrics together when a lady walked in and tapped her on the shoulder, bringing her back to the realm and making her stop abruptly.
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(13 years ago)Nellie sat by the door, unable to go in, Cladded in a black oversized gown; her hair was so messy, her lips were dry and rough, her fingers were so bony, and her neck had deep bole holes in her collarbone. She looks so skinny and pale and that shatters Antonio's heart." Mum", he called with his trembling voice. He was dressed in a black trouser and black shirt like everyone else present, also dressed in black. It was Anthony's funeral.Antonio went to her and knelt beside her enabling him to hear what she was muttering. The same words she had been muttering from the day Anthony died. Antonio felt his chest tighten, suffocating and aching, but he swallowed down his lump and wrapped his small arms around her." I'm sorry, I'm so sorry", she kept muttering," No, mum, it's not your fault", he tried to convince her, but none was entering her ears.Nellie felt ashamed of herself, she felt blank and the feeling of guilt that engulfed her seems to have drowned her in the ocea
The Billionaire's Fashion Designer Chapter 117: Here for you
The nonstop buzzing sound of Gael's phone finally woke him up; he groaned as he turned around on the couch, his senses getting assaulted by the stench of alcohol in the room and also lingering on his tongue. " Hm," he groaned deeply, holding his head from the banging headache, and the beeping phone wasn't helping.He stretched over to pick it up, opening his closed eyes to check what the buzzing was all about. The moment he read the headline, every foul smell or headache vanished as he jumped up. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped in disbelief as he kept reading through the lines." What?! What the heck! What the hell!!", his disbelief kept increasing but was soon replaced by the ridiculousness of the message that angers him. He looked around." She's gone," he said on realizing this and immediately went to get his sweater and a coat, dialing his mother's number continuously, but she wasn't picking up. Gael began to panic. He called Christian's number also, but he didn't pick up.H
The Billionaire's Fashion Designer Chapter 118: My family
After telling him about Kyle and Alice, she realizes he's more than she thinks of him. Her face won't stop smiling even after driving to the town where they get to feed their eyes with lots of things. They parked the bike somewhere out of the rowdy environment, before strolling inside. They could see the sellers and buyers making friendly transactions, they could hear the drum beating and chanting of the festival people coming from all directions." What kind of a festival are they doing?" Clarisse asked, looking around in astound." Calling in goodness, they do it once in a year", he said smiling as he watched her astonished and excited expression. She started jumping from one shop to another, checking out their goods and the street food they were selling. They brought some steaks cut that were aligned into a tiny stick." Hm," she moaned as she chewed the delicious meat." Want some of that?" Christian asked, pointing at the shop selling local wine." Yes", she replied with her mou
The Billionaire's Fashion Designer Chapter 119: pick out the culprit
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