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Little Nerdy Nightmare

"You really think I'm playing around?" He grounds me through gritted teeth and he takes a step closer and I begin to move back. "I gave you a strict instruction and you disobeyed, you chose to rebel." There is about a zillion comeback running through my head, but my brain only focuses on the man whose green eyes has somehow turned into black because he's mad at me. "Do you know what happens to rebellious people?" I keep moving back until my back from him hit the wall and I hiss out in frustration. I swallow hard and try not to look at him, pissing him off would be a good thing when we aren't the only ones in the whole house. "Do you?!" He demands with a roar. "No, I don't. Tell me." I say, He takes a firm step close to stand intimately close to me, his height making me feel like a little child. "They get punished." And for the first time in the last five to six-minute, I see his green eyes of him instead of black ones looking into mine with lust and my brain go blank for a second and I have to shake it to restart it. Even I can't deny the intense feeling I have been having, I don't want to be in denial any more. I do want to be close to him and as much as it scares me, it draws me in to know more. "Then punish me." ***** The arrangement was, I get to meet her, propose to her, we get married as that would create a stronger bond between the two business associates, bringing us together as a family.

Glory Tina · Thành thị
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CHAPTER 63

  I bite down on my lips, trying to not sound so wrecked because that is exactly how I am feeling now. “I don’t know why he’s not here. We talked last night, and he was eager to come. He should have been here already, according to plan.”

  “My son isn’t coming to this place.” The familiar famine voice draws the attention of everyone seated, including myself, to the door and there is Melina, in a green overall and black trousers.

  My heart sinks immediately and I get up along with the three Js and Mom. Phoebe walks over to where her mom stands and asks her. “What are you talking about, mom?”

  She places her hand on her hips, walking toward me majestically. “If Rory isn’t here, it’s because he has realised his mistake and realised that marrying this woman would be the worse decision he will ever make.”

  A sense of panic surges through me like a nasty acid reflex and I wrestle to keep myself together in front of the much crowd.