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Love at First Night

Just when you think you loved the wrong person, you meet the right one who reminds you what love truly is. And just like that, the fairytale begins. ———————- Lily's life was apparently perfect, she had a good work that kept her occupied for the majority of her time and a husband she deeply and devotedly loved. The women in the city enviously hated her for having the perfect life they all dreamed about. Until the workaholic girl's perfect life image falls apart when her husband leaves her at the altar and confesses he cheated on her, in front of everyone. After that day, her life doesn't appear so perfect to the women in the city that now laughed behind her back. The poor Lily never felt more pathetic in her life and she wished the ground would swallow her down for the embarrassment she felt in the second he declared he had seconds thoughts. The same day, three hours and about four drinks later, Lily was enough dizzy to finally rebel against her (almost) husband's despicable gesture. She wanted to prove to all the people who called her perfect and who said she would never do something aberrant and crazy by having one night of passion with a mysterious man at the club. Little did she knew that the man was none other than the richest man in the city. Cover was commissioned! Do not use! Join the server for free coins -> Discord server: https://discord.gg/FpMxgdeAf7

_Elle · 现代言情
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Oh my Monday!

Mondays were the worst days in the week. Is there a person who likes mondays?! Because if yes I want to know that person and ask them why!

Mondays come after the weekend and it's the first day of a long tiring week before you can have two other days of rest.

However, since Cameron and I began working together I started to hate mondays a little less. Especially that monday which was the day of our celebrating event to promote the car company I worked for.

"Two coffees please. An americano and a caffee-latte." I orderdered in the coffee shops in front of the street where the event was supposed to start in 20 minutes.

The team I hired to set the place was fixing the lights and checking if everything was set perfectly.

I waved at Cameron while he walked inside.

He sat on the chair near me and took a deep breath, "they should have already finished. But seems like we found the slowest trackmen ever." He complained.