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Chapter 32
Since this day started, all I've felt is warm fuzzies. Joy. Felicity. Bliss. Gladness. Beatitude. Anything synonymous with 'happiness' is what I'm feeling right now. Everything has mixed up in me. Happiness. Surprise. Knowledge. Excitement. I can't believe it. I thought I'd never see the day. I thought it was impossible. I thought he'd never feel the same way I long have towards him. Ryle Andreyev wants to enter my heart. My life. My world. He said it sincerely. There's no way this is a dream. And even if it was, I'd rather get stuck in it forevermore.
Ryle is that person. He gave me two hundred thousand dollars. He saved Mom on the verge of collapsing, even though he hasn't known anything about it. Yet. Right from the start of our deal, he's shown me how appreciative he is towards me. How protective and manly he is. How caring he is. He's been the shoulder I lean on whenever my days get gloomy. He's the ferryman who's guided me across the ocean of uncertainties. In short,Related chapters
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The restaurant is abuzz tonight. There was, as I can hear, an entrepreneurship convention that took place in the capital asphalt jungle. Ergo, we're busy serving this flooding population of businessmen and entrepreneurs. I don't know, but this kind of scene is what I want when I work — busy and packed. It just makes me do my job more rigorously. This place has been more than helpful to me and Mom. I couldn't be more grateful for meeting our managers, especially the one who hired me who's now at the western United States branch.As I wait for a table to be cleaned, I look around anxiously. I swear, if Mister Rusco is here, my heart would surely throb. He doesn't know anything about me and his son having a thing. I wonder how he'd react if he ever knew that. That would be torturous to witness. He might not accept me. I'm so assuming. As if Ryle would introduce me to him. Ryle and I love each other, but one day, maybe, our relationship might tear apart. Who knows? He's from a
A Deal with the Billionaire's Heir Chapter 34
Wednesday is so much different. Firstly, the weather, since dawn broke, has been very humid. I'm in our homeroom right now, listening to music — a very cool, soothing one — yet I'm fanning myself effortfully with cardboard. Windows are already slid open yet the air of deep freeze we felt in the past days seems to not pass us any sooner. The sun is reigning in the clearest, bluest sky ever. No thread of nimbus cloud can be seen across the heavens. It's disappointing. Now I hope it pours. I regret hoping not to rain yesterday, because it's really irritating to feel this kind of heat.Secondly, this Wednesday is kind of a blessing to some extent. Colton's name is now cleared of disgrace. As Reign and I believed, he's proven that he didn't mess around with that rival school's cheerleader. He just can't do that. Now, Lia and he are in the reconnection process. Reign and I also called Lia about this last night. Now, all I can see is a Colton with earphones on, drumming on his arm
A Deal with the Billionaire's Heir Chapter 35
Kent was a very sweet guy. He always brought me food and drinks at the apartment. On weekends, we either spent binge-watching some movie series, joyrode around the city, or just simply walked across the plaza. We enjoyed our company. He was a great guy. Mom liked him for me. Sean and my father and he got along for a good while. He was a very sweet guy, but, besides being delightsome, he was also a brainiac. While his second year in higher education neared, he became more obsessed with being perfect in his studies. Numero uno grades. Great social credit. Excessive catharsis. He wanted perfection, and it threatened our relationship gradually.After the two boys, Sean and my father, disappeared from the family, he was offered to attend a school in the United States. He consulted it with me, but I didn't agree with it. He explained to me, that it would be helpful to him, that it would accelerate his academic progress, and so on. But, I never responded in accord. After some time
A Deal with the Billionaire's Heir Chapter 36
When I open my still-hurting eyes, I find myself lying on Mom's hospital bed. She's seated by me, a magazine in her hands. She casually flips pages until she notices me yawning. "It's breezy all day long," she says.I sit straight and then look at her but still lost in thoughts. "Yeah. Good morning," I say before getting off the bed. I sit down on a stool and then smell a strong aroma — coffee. I turn my head around and eventually see the trail of smoke, leading my eyes to two cups of coffee on the table."Take one, sweetheart," Mom orders.I obey. It's coffee. Everything caffeinated is life nowadays. As warmth goes down my freezing insides, satisfaction is what I feel. Coffee really makes me pleased."Good, isn't it?" Mom queries.I nod in agreement. It's coffee, so it has to be good."Just give me the signal if you're comfortable already to talk about it, the reason that made you sob last night," she says, reaching for her cup.
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I don't have difficulty to move at the restaurant since Mister Rusco isn't around. I feel like I can't even face him. I think I should never think about him either. It feels like I'm banning myself from doing that. It's better though. My mind needs to be free from guilt. Even though that's impossible, I have to work hard to achieve that. I guess. Even if it means wearing out my mentality. My thoroughly confused and disordered mind. Funny.As I leave work, my heart constantly hurts. I want to see Ryle so, so badly. I want to be in his arms. I want his touch against my skin. I want his loving presence. But, unfortunately, I don't need that all right now. I have to prioritize needs over wants. And what I need right now is to avoid him. In any way whatever. Even if that means hurting him, I'll do it. He needs to be away from right now. I'm going to cause him harm. I'm sure about that.I'm about to tap on my phone when I see Kent waving at me from across the street, by
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Ryle hasn't dialed my phone number for the last twenty-four hours. He hasn't sent me any messages. He's never gone even in the twenty-meter radius of the block. I haven't seen his eyes. I haven't felt his skin. I haven't smelled his scent. The only thing that exists about him is his total absence. I dislike this. Like really, really hating on the shitty situation. I'm being stalked and harassed by my ex-boyfriend, and I can't do anything to stop it, unfortunately. The odds aren't in my favor right now. I wish Ryle was here. Beside me. All I need is his presence and everything will feel okay already. But that's impossible. Ugh.I have to force myself to go to school feeling down. I feel like I can't even lift my feet off the ground. Pitiful, the mixed-up anxiety and hatred in my head slowly eating away my sanity. I wish I hadn't hurt Ryle, but I had to. If we continue seeing each other, it's the end. For me. For him? I can't risk the good reputation people around me have known me for.
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It starts dripping outside. The night is still young. Even though tired, I try my best to get out of the arms of the sleeping Kent beside me, and it's a success. After waiting for some more seconds, I've made sure that Kent is totally lost in his slumber. I have to stay silent because I know he's an alert type of person. One click and he'll wake like hell.I grab my phone and then head out of the room. I then sit in the living room and silently contact Reign through messaging. I tell her if she can send me the address of the rave where she last saw Ryle. I can't go to Ryle's building. I'm never allowed there. I have the slightest idea what I'm doing right now, but I have to see Ryle. I need to see his face. His state. His situation. I just require myself to do it. It feels like an obligation.It takes more or less fifteen minutes before Reign finally replies to me. She sends me the address and warns me about the perverts and potheads roaming around the place. I thank her and greet her
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"I'm coming, Stella," Ryle says deeply as he widens my legs. Every thrust he does is heaven to me. He keeps on filling me with his entirety, and I can't help but hold onto his neck and then smash my lips against his. He hastens his penetration, making me moan on his tongue, and then he lets out a long, coarse sigh of satisfaction, slowly moving in and out of me. "Fuck, Stella. That was good," he says.All I do is close my eyes as he gets his manhood out of my hole. I'm missing it already. Am I bad for thinking like this? I just want him, his touch. That's all. I've never felt him for days, and those days were torturous. It's all because of this freak ex-boyfriend of mine named Kent. Ugh. That guy sucks. I'm a hundred percent sure he's totally lost it. Or somebody else has been making him lose it. Either way, it's never helped me. It's just made my days dull and gloomy. Lifeless. God knows how miserable I've been when Kent appeared. With a very odd personality.As I get back in my thre
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