All Chapters of Sweet Submission: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

If you want to win a war, first you need to have a trustworthy ally."So, the doctor came?""Good evening too, Carlos. Would you like some dinner?" I sliced my steak into thin pieces and popped one to my mouth. "Please, sit down.

If you want a happy successful life, you should focus on every detail. Plan every course of action you would do. But there are forces that you would not expect thus it would never be easy. The auction ended and we came back to the mansion as if nothing happened. Well, nothing did happen, it was all my father's big farce to tell me that he's watching over my movements. In the end, everything they do is for their own good and no one else.

 Fairytales are the first lies your parents told you."Most of the time, I still wish my mom didn't leave me." I brushed my hair, keeping my tiny frills from straying to my face. "I always wanted a simple life.""What do I always tell you, kid?" Alice snatched the brush from my hand to continue the job. "Just live the most of your life on what you

When the camera starts rolling, you have to keep your smile. Nothing captivates the audience more than a good illusion of happiness.As the light darkened, I got my most awaited signal. No one was moving around me, no one was making a fuss nor asking about what was happening. I waited for a few seconds, feeling the presence around me. I stifled a laugh. They thought it was part of the stupid unbecoming, as what Mikhail expected. I went on to our plan. I didn't think twice nor batted an eyelash, I moved instinctively. I ducked low from my position and crawled my way out of the garden. I couldn't see anything but I moved in confidence. I felt my way with ease and familiarity, my training for the

You can cover it up with how many layers you want, but a lie is still a lie until the end.After two days of barricading myself inside Mikhail's room, I finally decided to come out. And Yulian was nowhere to be seen in the entire mansion, not that I looked for him, I didn’t. I had no idea if he was intentionally avoiding me or was just giving me space, I begged him. After finding out that I was in his brother's room, he stationed himself outside the door for two nights, trying to get to talk to me. But I was too stubborn to listen. I was too much hurt to even care for any of his explanations. I was convinced that the world was plotting against me.