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Kiss Me Like Fireworks

"Here, here...I got you little squirrel." Evelyn peeked up, before she could look propely, she was higher above the ground. A tall figure had picked her up, while she continued sobbing, her knees were hurting. It was cold outside, but his arms were warm. Rubbing her eyes she looked at him reluctantly. Wow...Is he the prince of this palace? No wonder he is! there was no other way he would be so handsome. "Did someone hurt you?" the little squirrel shook her head. "Are you lost?" he asked gently caressing the back of her head, Oh! Even his voice was tender, but then Evelyn remembered that she was lost, and tears swelled up once again, "Grandpa, grandma" “Now...now, I will take you to them. Stop crying. Pretty girls don't cry.” “Did the prince just call me pretty?” He looked at her bruised knees, ugh! they were ugly, will the prince hate her now? But instead he wiped her tears tenderly “I will fix it with a magic and the pain will vanish right away." A gentle kiss was planted on her knuckles. Where did the pain go? Evelyn wondered There were fireworks in the sky. Did the prince really do magic? Mignos may be a small town today; however, Magnolia in the past was a powerful empire, the world today doesn't belong to the Kings, the modern world belongs to the people; run by technology, money and power. Anastasio Faunoa, CEO of the Faunoa Corporation, the heir apparent of the Faunoa family. He took over as the CEO just at the age of 23 years of age. The House of Faunoa, was once a powerful dukedom under the Magnolia Empire. Gifted with otherworldly good looks, and a cold, heartless personality, Anastasio sat perfect with the CEO personality from a light novel. He went around with the nickname, the "Tyrant Trader" Evelyn Betrice, a sweet, beautiful, high school student, who runs a cozy bakery cum cafe at the small market at Mignos. A dreamer by nature, Evelyn loved to read fantasies. As their fates intertwine, will the Tyrant Trader and the Cute baker find a happy ending?

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161 Chs

Amidst A Riot of Roses

"Wake up miss... wake up... master and lady are asking for you right now." Her maid Poly was calling her desperately, she was beaming and enlivened.

A chill went down Susan's spine with even the thought of meeting her parents. What now? What has she done? Would they really whip her this time?

Her hands were covered with dried black paint.

"What is it now?" Susan rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, her neck was stiff from sleeping in the cold. She wondered why was Poly so happy? Does she enjoy her mistress getting punished? However, Poly doesn't seem to be that type, although she served Susan half heartedly she was the only one Susan could rely on in this house.

Putting her shawl over her night gown she tried to go ahead. "No miss you can't go out like that. I need to prepare you. So hurry back to your room."

"Why? What's wrong with meeting them like this? Anyhow you know what they are going to say or do." Susan snapped. She was vexed.