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41. The Devil's Delight & Dominion [18+]
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Tuberose 42. Unexpected Connections
Michael's pov - As I leave my cabin, hunger gnaws at my stomach, reminding me that it's time for lunch. The thought of joining Abigail and Ema for a meal brings a smile to my face. They always manage to lighten the mood and make even the dullest of lunches entertaining. As I approach their desk, my anticipation quickly turns into confusion. There are piles of files scattered all over the place, covering their desk entirely. It's as if a tornado swept through, leaving chaos in its wake. I scratch my head, wondering where Abigail and Ema could possibly be in this mess. Stepping closer, I hear a sudden, blood-curdling scream erupting from behind the desk. My heart jumps into my throat, and I freeze in my tracks. What in the world is happening back there? My mind races with thoughts of potential dangers lurking in the office, from wild creatures to mysterious hidden traps. Without wasting another second, I rush around to the other side of the desk, my eyes wide with a mix of fear and c
Tuberose 43. Allure of Tuberose and Rekindling Bonds
Michael's pov -As Jack and I sit in the cozy corner of our favorite café, sipping on our coffee, the conversation takes an unexpected turn toward our financial situation. Jack starts discussing the royalty-sharing process with our authors, and my mind can't help but wander off to a particular author—Tuberose."So, Michael, have you been managing the royalty-sharing process smoothly with our authors?" Jack inquires, his eyes glinting with curiosity.I snap back to reality, realizing I had drifted off into my own thoughts. "Oh, yeah, Jack. Everything has been going well so far. Most authors prefer the traditional bank process or P****l for their payments."Jack nods, sipping his coffee thoughtfully. "Makes sense. It's easier for them to receive their earnings through established channels. Keeps things organized and secure."I agree, but in the back of my mind, a flicker of intrigue ignites. Tuberose, the enigmatic author who hides behind a pen name, has always piqued my curiosity. I can
Tuberose 44. Yearning for Tuberose & The Hidden Identity
Michael's pov -As I sit in my office, surrounded by stacks of files containing the bank details of the writers we've recently signed, my anticipation grows. The time has come to review their information, to assess their financial credibility. I turn to Jack, my colleague and trusted confidant, and request that he bring me the files."Jack, please show me the bank details files," I say, my voice filled with a mix of excitement and curiosity.Jack nods and retrieves the files, placing them before me on the desk. I eagerly flip through the pages, expecting to find the necessary banking information from each writer. However, my excitement quickly turns to disappointment as I come across Tuberose's file.To my dismay, I find that Tuberose has only shared her P****l ID. Frustration bubbles up within me, and I can't help but frown. How could she overlook such a crucial detail? I turn to Jack, my disappointment is evident in my voice. "Jack, why didn't they request identity proof from these w
Tuberose 45. A Taste of Belonging
Abigail's pov - As the day winds down and the sky paints hues of twilight, Chloe and I embark on our mission to deliver dinner to nine different places. It seemed like a simple task at first, but as the hours passed, exhaustion crept in and my feet grew heavy with fatigue. I turn to Chloe, a sense of awe and admiration in my voice. "How do you manage to work so tirelessly, Chloe? I can barely keep up with this demanding schedule." Chloe's eyes meet mine, and a flicker of melancholy crosses her face. "Abigail, you know this isn't just work for me. It's my way of supporting my parents." Curiosity piques within me as I delve deeper into Chloe's story. "Tell me more about your parents, Chloe. I want to understand what drives you." A hint of sadness touches her voice as she begins her tale. "My parents adopted me when I was young. They gave me a home, love, and a future. Two years ago, my father suffered a stroke that left his left side paralyzed. My mom takes care of him, but the medi
Tuberose 46. Dreams of Love
Abigail's pov -As I step into the comforting embrace of my home, the weariness of the day's labor settles into my bones. The challenges and triumphs I experienced during my deliveries fade into the background, eclipsed by a feeling of contentment that only comes from knowing I am exactly where I am meant to be.The shower's warm cascade washes away the physical and mental exhaustion, revitalizing my senses and refreshing my spirit. Wrapped in a fluffy towel, I make my way to my bedroom, my sanctuary, where dreams and reality intertwine.With a sigh of relief, I sink into the softness of my bed, its comforting embrace inviting me to let go of the day's responsibilities. The familiar glow of my phone illuminates the dimly lit room, and I find myself drawn to it, the allure of connection and possibility beckoning me.Opening the I*******m app, my heart skips a beat as I see Mick's profile, his handsome face smiling back at me. It's as if the world around me fades into the background, and
Tuberose 47. Whispers of Love
Michael's pov - I find myself standing in a realm between consciousness and dreams, a hazy landscape where reality mingles with the ethereal. In this mysterious place, a yearning stirs within me, a longing for the girl whose face remains elusive, yet whose presence captivates my every thought. She is my Tuberose, the one I desire to worship like a goddess in the temple of my heart. With a voice filled with longing, I call out to her, pleading for her to reveal herself. "Tuberose, please come to me," I whisper, my words carried on a tender sigh. "Let me see your face, know your name, and hold you in my arms." As if in response to my entreaty, a figure begins to materialize before me, her features obscured by a soft haze. Tuberose, the embodiment of mystery and allure, stands before me, her presence filling the space between us with an intoxicating energy. Her voice, like a gentle caress, reaches my ears. "Michael, my beloved, the time will come when I shall reveal my identity to you
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Tuberose 49. The Enigmatic Pursuit
Michael's pov - As I sit in my office, surrounded by the trappings of success, my thoughts drift towards Tuberose. It has been two months since her book was published, and its impact on my life has been nothing short of remarkable. My business has soared to new heights, and her words have resonated with millions of readers worldwide. The book has become a sensation, selling three million copies in just two months, making it the best-selling book of all time. I owe a debt of gratitude to Tuberose for this incredible achievement. Yet, amidst the celebrations, one question continues to nag at me: How can I discover Tuberose's true identity? I have exhausted every possible avenue, but she remains an enigma, revealing nothing more than her gender. I yearn to know the person behind the brilliant words, the one who has impacted my life in such profound ways. Interrupting my reverie, Abigail's voice breaks through the silence. "May I come in, sir?" she asks politely. "Yes, please," I repli
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