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100. A Dreamy Getaway
UHASAHello readers, Celebrating the 100th chapter of Tuberose. Thank you everyone for your support and love so far. Please keep supporting me like this. Thank you.
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Tuberose 101. Thank you for everything
Abigail's pov -My eyes widen with excitement at the mention of an ocean-view suite. Michael winks at me, knowing just how thrilled I am. "Thank you," he replies with a gracious smile.The staff hands us our keycards, and Michael leads me toward the elevators. As we ascend, I feel butterflies dancing in my stomach. I can't believe we are about to stay in a deluxe suite with a view of the ocean!As we step into the elevator, the soft music playing in the background adds to the enchanting atmosphere of the resort. The interior of the elevator is adorned with mirrored walls and polished metal accents, giving it a modern and chic touch.I catch a glimpse of us in one of the mirrors, Michael standing tall and handsome beside me, and a contented smile graces my lips.As the elevator ascends, I can feel the excitement building within me. I steal glances at Michael, his eyes filled with anticipation as well. The gentle hum of the elevator seems to match the rhythm of my heartbeat, both steadil
Tuberose 102. Embrace the day
Abigail's pov -As the morning sun gently streams through the curtains, Michael and I bask in the comfort of our deluxe ocean-view suite. The sound of waves crashing against the shore creates a soothing soundtrack, lulling us into a state of tranquility. We decided to take a little rest before heading out for lunch.After a leisurely nap, we both wake up feeling refreshed and hungry. Michael glances at me with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "How about we have lunch at the poolside food court?" he suggests.A smile spreads across my face, and I nod eagerly. "That sounds perfect. I can't wait to feel the ocean breeze while enjoying a delicious meal."We quickly freshen up and make our way to the poolside food court area. As we step outside, the sight before us is simply breathtaking. The resort's pool area is an oasis of relaxation, surrounded by lush palm trees and elegant lounge chairs. The sparkling blue pool stretches out like a shimmering jewel, inviting guests to take a refres
Tuberose 103. Strength of the bond
Abigail's pov -As we step outside, the sun kisses our skin, and the salty breeze carries the scent of the ocean. Michael opens the car's hood and invites me to take a seat. The soft leather of the car's interior embraces us like a warm hug.With the top down, we set off on our adventure. The wind gently tousles my hair, and I can't help but laugh with sheer joy. Michael glances at me, his eyes filled with love and happiness.The road stretches before us, and with each passing mile, I feel more connected to Michael and the beauty of the world around us. We drive along the coastal road, the ocean beside us, and the landscape passing by in a colorful blur.The open road fills me with a sense of freedom and excitement. It's as if all the worries and stresses of daily life have been left behind, and all that remains is the pure joy of being with the man I love and exploring the world together.As we drive, we come across charming little shops and cafes, each offering its own unique charm.
Tuberose 104. Best moment of life
Abigail's pov -The aroma of delicious food wafts through the air, teasing our senses and making our mouths water. We start with a plate of bruschetta, the crisp bread topped with fresh tomatoes, basil, and a drizzle of balsamic glaze. It's a burst of flavors in every bite, and we savor each morsel as if it were the most exquisite delicacy.As we enjoy our meal, Michael surprises me with a romantic gesture. He stands up and extends his hand toward me, a playful twinkle in his eyes. "May I have this dance?" he asks, his voice low and inviting.I can't help but smile, feeling a rush of butterflies in my stomach. "Of course," I reply, placing my hand in his.He leads me to a small open area near the balcony, where a soft melody plays in the background. With the moon and stars as our witness, we sway to the music, our bodies pressed close together. The world fades away, and all that exists is the sensation of being in Michael's arms, the rhythm of our hearts in sync.Time seems to stand st
Tuberose 105. Until your Mick is here
Michael's pov -I wake up with a smile, my heart still filled with the beautiful memories of yesterday. The warmth of the morning sun filters through the curtains, and I turn to my side, expecting to see Abigail's peaceful sleeping face. But she's not there. Panic sets in, and I quickly sit up, my eyes scanning the room.I rush to the bathroom, hoping she's just freshening up, but she's not there either. My heart aches with worry. Where could she be? Did something happen?I pick up my phone and call reception, my hands trembling. "Did Mrs. Pattinson leave the resort?" I ask urgently."Yes, sir," the receptionist replies. "She left a little while ago. Maybe about 12-15 minutes ago. Is everything alright?"I hung up the call, my mind racing with fear and uncertainty. Abigail wouldn't leave without telling me. Something must be wrong.I wear my denim pants and rush to the reception by taking my phone. I am standing at the main entrance and scanning my eyesight. However, she is nowhere.I
Tuberose 106. What if I would lose her?
Michael's pov -I take out my phone and dial the police, explaining the situation as quietly as possible. They assure me that they're on their way, but I know I can't wait for them to arrive. Abigail's life is in danger, and I won't let her down.I sneak around the building, searching for a way to get inside. Finally, I find an unlocked door, and I slip in silently. My heart pounds in my ears as I navigate the dark corridors, trying to avoid any attention.As I make my way through the building, I hear voices coming from a room ahead. I cautiously approach, my heart in my throat. Peering inside, I see Abigail, still bound and gagged, her eyes filled with fear.I want to rush to her, to hold her in my arms and tell her that everything will be okay. But I know I need to be careful. I need to take out the men guarding her first.My heart pounds in my chest as I spot a heavy metal pipe lying on the ground nearby. With adrenaline coursing through my veins, I pick it up, feeling the weight in
Tuberose 107. Embracing Love's Resilience
Michael's pov -As we are laying together, my arms wrapped protectively around Abigail, the events of the day still weigh heavily on my mind. I can't help but feel afraid for her safety, even though we are now back in the safety of our room. The thought of what could have happened terrifies me, and I can't shake off the lingering fear."Abby," I finally found the courage to speak, my voice still filled with worry. "Can you tell me what happened? How did you end up in that situation?"She takes a deep breath and begins to recount the events of the morning. As she speaks, I close my eyes, trying to picture the scene she describes."In the morning, I woke up, and you were sleeping so deeply," Abigail begins. "I didn't want to disturb you, so I thought of asking room service to bring breakfast to our room. But when I tried to use the intercom, it wasn't working."I nod, listening intently, and she continues, "I decided to go to the reception to inform them about the intercom issue. But as
Tuberose 108. Moonlit Musings
Abigail's pov -As we step out of our room in the afternoon, the warm sun greets us, and a gentle breeze plays with my hair. Michael takes my hand in his, and we make our way to the shops, excited to find gifts for our loved ones.It's been a rollercoaster of a day, but we both agree that a little shopping will lift our spirits. Though Mick asked for it after dinner we were getting bored so we decided to do it before dinner.We browse through various stores, searching for the perfect gifts. Michael finds a beautiful leather journal with intricate embossing for Dad, knowing he loves to jot down his thoughts.Then for Jack, he selects a sleek and stylish watch that matches his taste perfectly. Chloe, my dear friend, adores photography, so we pick out a vintage-inspired camera strap that she'll love.As we continue our shopping spree, we come across a quaint stationery shop, and Michael's eyes light up. He starts picking out various pens and exquisite writing papers. "Why so many pens an
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