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Part Twenty-Three.

“Huh!” Beatrice groaned as she sat up on the soft, fluffy bed and scratched her messy hair.

Her eyes were blurred for a few minutes, and she sat motionlessly on the bed, trying to boot into her normal self due to just waking up from sleep.

“Aww!” Beatrice yawned with her mouth widely opened and then covered her mouth with her palm.

She then dragged her butt on the bed closer to the drawer, looking for her phone, but couldn't see it.

“Where did I keep it?” She groaned lowly to herself, squinting her eyes everywhere, but couldn't see any traces of her phone.

'Maybe it fell on the floor,' She told herself as she stood up from the bed, wearing a blue nightgown that reached her thigh.

She walked over to the other side of the bed sluggishly, dragging her feet on the tiled floor, trying to embrace the cold and chills it gave to her.

She bent, staring at the floor and beside the chest, but didn't see any traces of her phone.

“Where did I keep it?” She sighed, straightening herself as she place
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Rockeeba Moore
Ben is so bad but so sexy. But Ben need to be Taught a lesson, so he will give up hurting Beatrice but I wanted her to go out to a night club with that other Sexy guy that was at the Gala. And I got a funny feeling that he will be looking for Beatrice really soon, so look out Ben. Got Competition
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