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Read FREE in KU! 🔥 | "You left me," he repeated, and my heart skipped a beat at the crack in his voice. "And then you come back here. And now you stand there, pretending you have a right, a goddamn right to know what’s going on in my life?" Here's what readers are saying: "Romeo's writing just keeps getting better—this is one of his best yet!" "Love the characters! This small-town friends-to-lovers romance delivers on all the emotions and fun." "Adam and Bennett’s story hooked me from page one. A must-read for MM romance fans!" Read My Best Friend's Secret now, free on Kindle Unlimited! https://readerlinks.com/l/3170110 Prefer Paperback? https://readerlinks.com/l/3170112 Audiobook Available! https://readerlinks.com/l/3170108 | SHOP_NOW | https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BRWZHFLB?maas=maas_adg | Romeo Alexander - Author of Gay Romance | https://www.facebook.com/romeoalexandermm/ | 1,633 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | amazon.com | DCO | https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BRWZHFLB?maas=maas_adg_5C78D4409B66FF18F85C25C8376E3C08_afap_abs&ref_=aa_maas&tag=maas | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466017517_1086531976260158_2943461072009145427_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fn2Xou0t-BAQ7kNvgFZqQtl&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AQeiTbA4MzJlZqWovhIRPhK&oh=00_AYANZ84uD6CnoMW7Wnh64Wu4qcNffVbQRvpKMJihfNTdUg&oe=67399FFD | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Romeo Alexander - Author of Gay Romance | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Read FREE in KU! 🔥 | "You left me," he repeated, and my heart skipped a beat at the crack in his voice. "And then you come back here. And now you stand there, pretending you have a right, a goddamn right to know what’s going on in my life?" Here's what readers are saying: "Romeo's writing just keeps getting better—this is one of his best yet!" "Love the characters! This small-town friends-to-lovers romance delivers on all the emotions and fun." "Adam and Bennett’s story hooked me from page one. A must-read for MM romance fans!" Read My Best Friend's Secret now, free on Kindle Unlimited! https://readerlinks.com/l/3170110 Prefer Paperback? https://readerlinks.com/l/3170112 Audiobook Available! https://readerlinks.com/l/3170108 | SHOP_NOW | https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BRWZHFLB?maas=maas_adg | Romeo Alexander - Author of Gay Romance | https://www.facebook.com/romeoalexandermm/ | 1,633 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | amazon.com | DCO | https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BRWZHFLB?maas=maas_adg_5C78D4409B66FF18F85C25C8376E3C08_afap_abs&ref_=aa_maas&tag=maas | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466017517_1086531976260158_2943461072009145427_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fn2Xou0t-BAQ7kNvgFZqQtl&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AQeiTbA4MzJlZqWovhIRPhK&oh=00_AYANZ84uD6CnoMW7Wnh64Wu4qcNffVbQRvpKMJihfNTdUg&oe=67399FFD | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Romeo Alexander - Author of Gay Romance | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Annual Customer Appreciation Sale | The Gay Dolphin Annual Customer Appreciation Sale starts Friday, November 29! The ENTIRE store is on sale! ALL Jewelry will be 50% off. Everything else will be 25% off. Look out for our special 75% off sale items. FREE Parking at 1000 Withers Dr. Scan QR code in the parking lot, select Gay Dolphin Sale and use code SALE. See event discussion for more details. | EVENT_RSVP | https://www.facebook.com/events/4003327283222522/ | Gay Dolphin Gift Cove | https://www.facebook.com/GayDolphin/ | 42,329 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | INTERESTED | 0 | Annual Customer Appreciation Sale | EVENT | The Gay Dolphin Annual Customer Appreciation Sale starts Friday, November 29! The ENTIRE store is on sale! ALL Jewelry will be 50% off. Everything else will be 25% off. Look out for our special 75% off sale items. FREE Parking at 1000 Withers Dr. Scan QR code in the parking lot, select Gay Dolphin Sale and use code SALE. See event discussion for more details. | https://www.facebook.com/events/4003327283222522/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466092172_1465969570715186_1078951931982737146_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=jJrpj6EtycYQ7kNvgGc4yjS&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AMCEI5127-R67gMtPpEA-Om&oh=00_AYDP5R84Qj0Vrciasiz79Hp2D40TiFDvImoCvHZ_eNQZEg&oe=6739AD1A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Gay Dolphin Gift Cove | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-11-12 16:33 | active | 1801 | 0 | Sản Phẩm Uy Tín Vùng Y Của Chị Em🇺🇸 | GEL–Giải Pháp Toàn Diện Cho Phái Đẹp Tại 🇺🇸 Khắc Phục Các Vấn Đề Vùng Y Của Các #Chị_Em - Hotline: 7144554300 🔸 Bạn đang gặp vấn đề về #khí_hư, #viêm_nhiễm, #nấm_ngứa 🔸 Bạn lo lắng về mùi #vùng_kín khiến mất tự tin trong sinh hoạt 🔸 Sau chu kì, bạn muốn chăm sóc #vùng_kín nhẹ nhàng 🌿 Pom Inner Gel – công nghệ gel kháng khuẩn mới, với chiết xuất từ thảo dược an toàn, lành tính, giúp: - Vệ sinh sạch sẽ, ngăn ngừa vi khuẩn gây mùi - Cân bằng pH, giúp luôn khô thoáng và dễ chịu - Hết luôn các triệu chứng ngứa ngáy, khó chịu 💧 Sử dụng siêu đơn giản: Chỉ 5 phút mỗi ngày, không chờ đợi, không kiêng cữ. 🎁 Ưu đãi cực sốc chỉ trong hôm nay : | MESSAGE_PAGE | Beauty Store - Us | https://www.facebook.com/100086970122755/ | 522 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Send message | 0 | VIDEO | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466009369_589266716959985_5226248152309723750_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NsHbBhkyF5IQ7kNvgESDV24&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AMCEI5127-R67gMtPpEA-Om&oh=00_AYCA7iYpOA2v8NjiKUazWWu8B0138Sl86en1GcvYOc2vAw&oe=6739937B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Beauty Store - Us | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-11-12 16:46 | active | 1801 | 0 | 🔥 Click To Read More 👉 | It was the middle of summer. Inside the Shepard Villa, a young woman sat on an expensive leather sofa, lazily enjoying her bubblegum. Her flawless skin seemed to glisten under the sunlight. She was as beautiful as a work of art. She puffed and blew a bubble even larger than her face. "Bonnie’s just not good enough for me, okay? I'm canceling the wedding!" The man standing in the doorway threw the young woman a disgusted look. Bonnie's mother, Vera Shepard, was alarmed. "Hadwin, I know I can't really blame you for this because Bonnie is always fooling around. "But her grandpa and your grandpa wanted you to marry her. How could you cancel the wedding just like that?" Vera shot Bonnie a glare. "Apologize to Hadwin now, and promise that you'll never fool around again!" Bonnie popped her bubblegum and looked up defiantly. "Apologize? He should be the one apologizing to me! He broke his promise to marry me and insulted me!" Vera was infuriated. Before she could say a word, Bonnie continued, "Besides, I've never fooled around, okay? He's the one who's been cheating on me! So I don’t care if the wedding is canceled anyway." "Bonnie! Why, you—" Vera spoke through clenched teeth. "Enough, Vera." Holding up his hand, Hadwin interrupted and said, "Bonnie's beauty is only skin deep. I appreciate inner beauty more. "I'll never marry someone like her, even if she begs me to. There's only one girl I’ll ever marry—" He looked upstairs lovingly. "And that's Trina." "Hadwin!" Moved, Trina Shepard rushed downstairs. "Trina!" Hadwin strode over to the stairwell and opened his arms. Trina threw herself into his embrace. Tears welled up in Trina's eyes. "I can finally marry you now!" "I’m sorry, Trina, I should have canceled the wedding sooner." "It's all right. I know you had your reasons…" As the couple made eyes at each other, Bonnie received a text: "Ms. Bonita, the research is at its final stage. Elite soldiers have been sent to escort you for your safety. We're arriving now." Bonnie wrote a reply: "Be right out." She spat out her bubblegum, got up, and headed toward the door. Trina, who was secretly watching her, thought Bonnie was leaving because she felt ashamed. But she didn’t think Bonnie had been humiliated enough. "Don't go, Bonnie! I'm sorry for what happened. Hadwin and I love each other. You can just blame me for this, okay? It's not his fault." Bonnie calmly looked over her shoulder. "Fuck off, bitch," Bonnie said impassively. "Won’t you forgive me? Why don't you hit me so you can feel better?" Trina took Bonnie's hand and used it to slap her own face. "What the hell are you doing, Bonnie? How dare you assault your sister!" Vera charged over and smacked Bonnie's hand away. Bonnie looked down and saw the red mark on her hand. After a few seconds, she gazed up at Vera. Vera was her biological mother, but she had always been partial to Trina, who was adopted. A teary-eyed Trina started to choke up. "It's not her fault, mom. It's all on me. I shouldn't have stolen her fiancé. I—" Before she could finish, Bonnie interrupted. "Why would I blame you? You’re a born slut. You can't help yourself, can you?" Trina was infuriated, but she couldn't ruin her nice girl image. "Trina's your younger sister, Bonnie! How could you say such a thing?" Vera looked at Bonnie in disappointment. Bonnie, however, was impassive. "She is not my sister." 20 years ago, Bonnie and Trina were accidentally switched at birth by a nurse. It wasn't until five years ago that the truth came to light, and she was brought back to the Shepard family from the countryside. Vera continued to raise Trina as she didn’t want her to live in poverty. Instead of making it up to Bonnie, Vera became biased against her due to her rural upbringing. "How could you say something so hurtful? I might not have given birth to her, but she’s still my daughter. Don't ever say that again!" Vera often wished that she had given birth to Trina instead. Bonnie had heard that many times. "I need to go. I'm not coming back tonight." Bonnie headed to the door. "What? You're going out to fool around again?" Vera was angry. "It's not like that," Bonnie replied. "Then what have you been doing? Spill it!" Vera shouted. Bonnie pursed her lips with a frown. "It's classified. I can't tell you." She left the villa before Vera could say another word. "What did I do to deserve such a daughter?" Outside, Bonnie reached the gate. She saw more than a hundred green armored vehicles come roaring over. Suddenly, a deafening ‘whoop-whoop-whoop’ was heard, accompanied by gusts of strong wind. Bonnie looked up and saw a dozen helicopters hovering in the sky, ready for action. Soldiers dressed in matching camouflage uniforms swiftly descended from the vehicles and surrounded Bonnie in an orderly fashion. Chapter 2 Their leader saluted Bonnie. "Please get in the car, Ms. Bonita." "Why did you bring so many people here?" Bonnie scanned her surroundings, noting not only the large number of people but also the heavy weaponry they held. "You're a national treasure of Arvandor, Ms. Bonita. We can’t let anything happen to you. I would have brought at least ten times more soldiers if you hadn’t said something.” The man who said that was Brigham Hartley. He wore navy blue epaulets on his shoulders adorned with yellow trim. He stood tall and had an imposing presence. "Come on, I'm just going to the research institute. Besides, I can take care of myself, okay?" Bonnie said nonchalantly. "The whole world is waiting for the results of your research. If you succeed, it’ll be a game-changer for human civilization. We’ll do anything to ensure your safety and keep anyone else from finding out your true identity!" Brigham said, excitedly. He was a huge fan of Bonnie. Bonnie raised her brow and tried to change the subject. "Oh, where's Jim?" "He's gone overseas to join the International Fighting Championship. I'll be in charge of your safety for now." "Okay, let's go." Bonnie got into the vehicle. The Shepard family butler heard the commotion and went out to the gate to find out what was going on. He was shocked to see Bonnie being escorted away by soldiers in camouflage. "Oh, no, ma'am! Ms. Bonnie’s been taken away by the police." "What on earth happened?" Vera was astounded. "I have no idea, ma'am! An army of police officers cornered her and took her away." Vera quickly rushed out of the villa, followed by Trina and Hadwin. When they reached the gate, the helicopters were long gone, and Vera only saw the SUVs moving away. "What the hell?" Vera grew pale and held a hand to her heart. "Has Bonnie broken the law?" Trina asked. "So many people came to get her! What could she possibly have done?" Hadwin frowned. Murder? Multiple homicides? Or something even crazier? They had no way of knowing for now. *** Two days later, a round of applause erupted in the top laboratory of the city of Pyralis. "Woohoo! We've finally succeeded after working on the research for a whole year." "We owe it to Ms. Bonita. We couldn't have developed the new carbon nanomaterial so soon without her guidance!" "That's right, she's the reason why we succeeded! We’ll be able to make advancements in every industry in the country once this nanomaterial is widely adopted. This is great news for Arvandor!" "We're going to wow the whole world!" Thrilled, the highly respected and elderly professors cheered like children. Bonnie, however, continued to drink her coffee calmly. One of the elderly professors approached her. "I’ve just received a call from the National Research Institute, Ms. Bonita. They’d like to know when you’ll be available to hold the press conference." "Well, that's up to them." The old professor asked tentatively, “Do you mind if I take care of it?” "Go ahead," Bonnie said. "Oh, and even the International Collaborative Research Organization has called to ask about this now that we've garnered nationwide attention. You need to come to the press conference, okay?" He was worried because Bonnie was usually low-key and almost never showed up at events like this. Bonnie hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay." 'Woohoo!' The professor whooped inwardly in relief. He really thought she would say no. If she had, he would have been placed in a difficult position because the higher-ups would insist he make her go. "I'll deal with it then." "Sure." Bonnie waved him off and continued to drink her coffee. Her phone vibrated. The caller ID showed that it was Sigmund Knight. Bonnie answered it, and the old man's excited voice came through. "I heard your wedding’s been canceled, Bonnie. Congratulations!" He laughed heartily. She had expected him to say this, so Bonnie waited for him to finish. "Now, according to our agreement, you would think about marrying my grandson if you were no longer engaged. It’s time to fulfill your promise." Bonnie raised her brow. "Okay, but will your grandson agree to this? He's the hottest bachelor in Pyralis. He could have any girl he wants." "He has to. Oh, I asked him to pick you up at a supermarket near the research institute so he wouldn't find out your true identity. I've given him your number. He’ll text you when he arrives." Her phone dinged as she received a message that read "I'm here." Sigmund heard it and quickly said, "My grandson must have texted you. Go meet him now." "Okay," Bonnie answered indifferently. She left the institute after bidding the professors goodbye. As she stepped out of the building, she saw an eye-catching black Maybach. "That looks familiar…" Three years ago, she successfully treated the father of a rich tycoon from overseas. She had been given a limited-edition Maybach as a gift—there were only ten in the world. She didn't like driving, so she gave it to Sigmund for his birthday. Just as Bonnie remembered what happened, the driver's window lowered, revealing a handsome face. "Hi, you're Bonnie Shepard, right?" "Yup." Bonnie nodded, She sized up the man in front of her. He was wearing an open-collared floral shirt with a peculiar-looking necklace around his neck, and seemed incredibly frivolous. Was this Sigmund's grandson? What the hell? "Woah, I didn't expect you to be so pretty!" he praised, then turned to someone in the back seat. "Ivor, you lucky son-of-a-bitch! Sigmund has good taste." When Bonnie heard him say that, she knew she had been mistaken. As she was about to open the car door, a cold voice from the back seat said, "I don't give a shit, okay? I want nothing to do with her." Bonnie impassively opened the door and got into the car. She was amazed when she saw Sigmund's actual grandson. Although she was only 20, she had been to many countries and seen many good-looking men, but very few had impressed her like this. However, she quickly looked away because she wanted nothing to do with him as well. Besides, she noticed that the man kept working on his laptop and didn't even bother to look at her. She could tell he didn't want to be there either. "Ms. Bonnie, I'm Ged Franklin, Ivor's best friend," Ged spoke as he drove. "Oh, hi," Bonnie answered politely. "I hope you don't mind me asking this. Is it true that you haven’t graduated from high school yet even though you're 20 already?" "Uh-huh." "You're going to take the college entrance test soon, huh? Do you need any help getting into university? My grandfather teaches at Pyralis University…" Ged kept talking, but Bonnie merely responded with "uh-huh". He thought that she and Ivor were similar. Ged got bored with Bonnie’s monosyllabic answers and stopped asking her questions. But at that moment, Bonnie spoke. "The car used to be Sigmund's, right?" "Yeah, how do you know that?" Ged asked curiously. Bonnie said truthfully, "Well, I gave it to him as a gift." As he heard that, Ivor looked up at her— Chapter 3 When Ivor saw Bonnie's beautiful face, his eyes lit up, which rarely happened. It wasn’t just because of her looks. It was also because of what she had just said. Ged burst out laughing. "That's a good one! You're funny, I'll give you that." "You don't believe me?" Bonnie didn't care if they believed her, but she wanted to tell the truth. She looked serious, but Ged started to doubt her. "Do you know what car this is? Do you really expect us to believe that you gave it to Sigmund?" It was clear that he didn't think she could afford it. Bonnie nodded, "This model was launched three years ago by Mercedez, with a global limited edition of ten units, I think." She remembered that was what the tycoon had told her. Ged's eyes went wide. 'She knows? 'She knows, but she still has the nerve to claim that she gave this to Sigmund? She's f*cking unbelievable! 'How could Sigmund want Ivor to marry her? She's so full of sh*t!' Ged decided not to pursue the matter out of respect for the Knight family. Soon, the car reached the Knight Residence. "We're here," Ivor told Bonnie impassively. She opened the door and got out. Ged looked over his shoulder at Ivor. "Bro, I know it's none of my business, but Sigmund’s made a bad choice." Ivor said, "I told you, I wanted to have nothing to do with her." Ged was relieved he was not interested in her. Sigmund was waiting at the door. When he spotted Bonnie, his cloudy eyes lit up. "You're finally here, Bonnie! What do you think of my villa?" Bonnie looked inside the luxurious living hall. It had crystal chandeliers, genuine leather sofas, and exquisite tiles. "It's not bad." "Marry my grandson then, and you can raise your children here. Will three kids be enough? Hmm, make it seven!" Ged laughed. "Come on, Sigmund, get off their backs! They’re grown adults, after all." Sigmund ignored him. He took Bonnie's hand and put it on Ivor's. They quickly pulled their hands apart. "Grandpa, I brought her here like you wanted, and that's as far as I'm willing to go. I'm in no mood for romance, so please stop trying to play cupid, okay?" Ivor said grimly. "No mood for romance? You're into girls, aren't you? Or are the rumors true? That you always hang out with Ged because you're gay?" Ged spat out his water. "I'd be proud to be gay, but I'm straight, all right?" "Yeah, right!" Ged was speechless. Ivor knew that Sigmund was keen to set him up with Bonnie, so he tried to dissuade him. "She and I aren't right for each other." "How so?" Ivor glanced at Bonnie and said solemnly, "Grandpa, you're right that I've always been a bit of a snob, but there's a reason for that. I skipped grades and was admitted directly into Pyralis University. "Ever since I became CEO of the company, I've led it to great success, and we've become the leader in many fields!" Sigmund frowned. "What are you trying to say?" Ivor narrowed his eyes and glanced at Bonnie. He said coldly, "She's not good enough for me." "She's not good enough for you? 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Yes | 2024-11-12 16:36 | active | 1801 | 0 | 🔞Read Next Chapter Now👉 | My boyfriend cheated on me and sold me to the mafia king to pay for the debts he and his mistress owed. But the mafia king turned out to be not only my brother's best friend but also my childhood crush... ------------------------------------------ 📚Captive of My Mafia Crush📚 "I don’t like the idea of my girl stripping, Iris,” my boyfriend Steven says, glaring at me with his arms crossed. “It’s disgusting and impure. And I need my girl to be pure.” Steven is my college sweetheart – we’ve been dating for nine months, even though he’s graduated. He's very disciplined and reserved, the son of a pastor, though he’s very good to me. He's always stressed that we'll wait until the night of our wedding to be intimate, which makes me feel so respected and safe. On top of that, he's made millions of dollars trading cryptocurrencies. As someone who grew up with nothing, that financial security makes me feel so protected. He’s the most generous and intelligent guy I'd ever met and I’m so lucky to be with him. "Steven,” I reply, “I swear to god I would never do anything to betray you at the club – I just dance." I kiss his cheek. "But I'm running late, and we need to pay rent. Everything will be fine." Lately Steven's tied up his money in some crypto investments. To ensure the best returns, he’s invested everything he has and is staying with me for the moment. He’s been working so hard for the last month, but it’s taking a toll on him. He rarely takes phone calls, doesn’t really leave our place, and he drinks more alcohol than he used to to calm his nerves as he stares at his computer almost all day long. So, I took up a couple shifts at the strip club to cover us in the meantime. I am a university student in hotel management, but dancing is in my nature - at first it was a weight loss goal as a teenager, then it was a way to hold on to thoughts of my mom, and then it became part of who I am. Unfortunately, there’s no money in classical ballet, my favorite. So, even though it wasn't what Steven wanted, I took a part-time gig at a strip club and I give Steven my salary to help with his business. Being an exotic dancer wasn’t my first choice either, but if I can make money from idiots who want to shove their hard-earned dollars into my g-string? I don’t see any shame in that. Eventually I convinced Steven that this is true – my dancing is just an investment in his company. I am glad he’s letting me help – I just want to do whatever I can to get our life started. I arrive at the club at 8:00 on the dot, smiling at Pete, my manager, who gives me a nod. The music pounds through the low-lit club and I note that it’s busier than usual tonight. Some of the other dancers wave to me and I wave back, but I make a beeline right for Anthony, who’s already got a big smile on his face just for me. “Hey cutie,” he says, pulling me close as I slip behind the bar and wrap my arms around his waist. “Hey gorgeous,” I say, laughing up at him. Anthony – he is gorgeous, but alas, my heart belongs to Steven. And even if it didn’t, Anthony is as gay as a purple handbag. Still, he’s my best friend here, and I love when his bartending shift overlaps with my dancing. “What’s going on tonight?” I ask as he slings an arm around my shoulders. There’s a busy, exciting vibe and the dancers all have on their flashiest outfits, their best perfume. “Nothing escapes you, does it, baby?” Anthony replies, I grin at the compliment. “Rumor has it big shots are coming in – mob guys, the real deal. Some are saying that the Mafia King is going to make an appearance.” “Whoa,” I say, my eyes going wide. “Seriously? Isn’t he…dangerous?” “Only if you go against him,” Anthony says with a shrug. “I heard he took out his own brother,” I whisper, leaning close to Anthony and looking around anxiously, like he’s already here. “That he’s completely ruthless –“ Anthony just laughs, shaking his head. “Iris, just don’t do anything to piss him off. For us? The presence of the Mafia King in our club just means money,” he says, grinning. “So, I’ll finally be able to afford that Botox I’ve been dreaming about, and you can hand your asshole boyfriend an even bigger check than you usually do!” “Shut up,” I say, scowling and smacking my friend half-heartedly on the chest. Anthony, like Emi, isn’t Steven’s biggest fan. “I won’t get any of the money anyway,” I sigh. “Pete never puts me in the VIP room on nights like this.” “Because you,” Anthony says, teasing me, “only like to shake your little booty – you’re never willing to let anyone touch it –“ “Ew!” I wrinkle my nose at Anthony even as I push away, laughing and hoisting my bag higher on my shoulders. “I’m not letting some old mafia lech touch me for a couple of extra bucks –“ “For how much these guys are going to drop?” Anthony says, raising an eyebrow at me. “Hell, I’ll let them touch me.” Laughing again, I wave over my shoulder and head for the dressing room. Anthony calls after me, wishing me luck. I blow him a kiss as I move through the curtain. It’s always better working here on nights like this, when everyone’s in a good mood, even if I am anxious about the prospect of the Mafia King being here. I mean, he’s been all over the news, and where he goes? Violence seems, inevitably, to follow. The good mood in the room completely changes all of a sudden when Lily – our top dancer – gives a little moan and collapses to the floor. Our manager Pete is through the curtain a minute later with some of our bouncers, who pick Lily up and carry her to the back. Pete’s pissed though. He spins, looking around the room with his arms crossed “You!” he says suddenly, pointing at me. My eyes go wide. “Irene! Come here!” “Iris,” I correct, and then I bite my lip with anxiety when Pete rolls his eyes like it doesn’t matter and beckons me closer. “You’re going into VIP for Lily tonight,” he snaps. His eyes flick over me. “And I don’t want to hear any of your bullshit about just being a dancer, all right? ” He spins me around, shoving me towards the door. “Now get out there and remember what I said - the only answer you have for these mafia bosses is yes.” My legs shake as I walk towards the curtain. #Chapter 2 - Bambi “Welcome to the stage…Bambi!” The DJ says, using my stage name. Dancing comes naturally to me – music has always made me feel at home in my body, and when the music is sexy? Well, then I feel sexy too. I whip my hair back at the crescendo of the music, my eyes moving directly to the man in the money seat directly in front of me, who paid a great deal to be there. As I move my body in slow, sultry ways, the spotlight is on me, which means that I can’t see the details of the VIP’s face. But even without specifics, I can tell that this is the most important man in the room. He just radiates power. My breath hitches when I look over the powerful lines of his muscled silhouette. If the Mafia King is here, this is definitely him. He looks like a man who belongs in the shadows, and even though there are other men here, I feel like I’m dancing just for him. The Mafia King’s eyes are fastened on me as I get my six-inch heels beneath my body and slowly raise myself into the air ass-first. I let him get a good look at every bit of me before I smirk, and turn, and move to the pole. Am I imagining it in the darkness? Or is there something…familiar about the way he watches me? I let the thought fade, concentrating instead on pulling out all my best tricks. And as I hook my leg around the pole, spinning myself and letting my hair flare out wide, I see that these tricks are working tonight. Shouts and whistles begin, and the Mafia King leans forward to lay a stack of bills on the stage in front of him. I almost stutter to a stop. Seriously? That much cash, this early in my dance? He leans back in his chair, raising a dark eyebrow at me, inviting me to show him more. So, I do. I pick up my pace, arching my back as I spin around the pole, climbing up it and sliding slowly down. As my song ends I’m excited to see that there’s quite a bit more money on top of the pile. “Thanks,” I murmur, crawling across the last bit of stage towards him. “I’m glad you liked my dance.” There really is something familiar about his blue-grey eyes… I reach for the stacks, but suddenly a meaty hand slams another pile of money down next to it, startling me. “Double what he’s put down, honey,” the man grinds out, leering, “and I’ll take you in the back for a private dance.” “Sorry,” I say, casting my lashes down. “I’m just a stage girl.” I know Pete said to give these guys whatever they wanted, but I’m really not comfortable touching anyone. “Oh, come on,” the man says, grabbing my chin with his thick fingers and pulling my face up. The Mafia King is immediately on his feet. “Pretty bitch like you? I bet you can do more than just dance –“ I gasp, pulling my face from his hands as I slide off the edge of the stage, wanting to get away from him as soon as possible. “I said,” the man growls, grabbing me and slapping me in the face with the handful of bills, “that I want you, you little whore. And I’m willing to pay for it, so you’d better fucking –“ I shriek, trying to push away from the man, but he’s so much bigger than me! Suddenly the man shouts and falls away, his grip making me stumble forward. When I find my feet, my eyes go wide to see the Mafia King straightening up, blood on his knuckles. The man who grabbed me - he’s laying on the floor and there’s blood pouring from his mouth. “Oh my god,” I gasp. “Get him out of here!” the Mafia King shouts over to the bouncers, and then he pulls a handkerchief from his pocket as he turns to glare at me, wiping off his hand. I flinch back a step, surprised by the venom in his eyes. “Here,” the Mafia King says, dropping my arm and lifting his stack of bills off the stage alongside the two stacks. “Take it, get out of here.” “Wha…” I breathe as he shoves the money into my hands. “But I…” “Trust me, Bambi,” he says, his voice dry. “You earned it. Now fucking go.” He turns away, putting himself between me and the bouncers, and I turn and run for the bar, ducking behind it. Anthony gapes at me. “Are you all right!?” “Anthony…” I whisper, holding up the piles of cash in my hands, staring at them in awe. “Holy shit Iris!” Anthony whispers, stepping closer and staring at the money. “Look at all that fucking cheddar! For a dance!?” “I know!” I squeak, “this is going to get us so close to paying off the debt –“ Anthony groans, wiping a hand down his face. “What?” I ask, frowning up at him. “I just wish you’d spend it on yourself, Iris, instead of that deadbeat.” “Anthony,” I sigh, my shoulders slumping. “I’m not explaining this to you again.” He rolls his eyes as I sit down on the little stool at the back of the bar. I always hang out with Anthony after my dances, but if he’s going to be mean I’ll just quietly count my cash. While I do, I mentally compose an email that I’ll send to my old friend Christian later. Christian – he would understand. He was my brother’s best friend growing up. Even though he only saw me as a little sister, he always understood me more than anyone else. Plus, he called me Daisy, and I just loved that. I stayed in touch with Christian after he moved away suddenly – but he never replied. And even though I’m sure he doesn’t read my emails…well, I keep up the habit for fun. Inwardly, I debate how to tell Christian about my night. I want to tell him about my triumph – I’ve always wanted Christian to be proud of me. But I do fudge the truth a little in my emails. For instance, I write that I’m a company dancer, which is true… I just don’t mention that my style of dance is exotic, not ballet anymore. I smirk a little, excited to tell Christian that I impressed a powerful client and got a big bonus. But how would he feel, really, if I told him that the client was the Mafia king? I sigh, thinking that Christian probably wouldn’t be happy. He always wanted me to be safe, and dancing for the Mafia King? I’m sure Christian wouldn’t approve. I’m halfway through deciding precisely how to word my email when I hear my name. “Is that Iris?” Two men peer around the edge of the bar. Anthony steps in front of me as I shy away. How did they know my real name? I always go by Bambi here. “Who’s asking?” Anthony asks, wary. “None of your business,” the taller of the brutes says, shoving Anthony aside and stepping forward, looming over me. “Hand over that cash, little girl. 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🔞🔥 Continuer la lecture ➤➤ | Pa! She knocked down the man's hand clenched on her jaw and uttered sternly, "How dare you! I'm the bride who's to be married into the Augustine's Family!" The man raised his eyebrows. It was interesting. His... bride? In the winter of 2015, Olive Hart sat on a train from an suburbs and was headed for Lanchester. When she was very young, she was taken to the suburbs. And today, she's being brought back to Lanchester. And not for any reason other than the marriage between the Hart's family and the Augustine's family. A daughter from the Hart's family is to marry into the Augustine's family. But, with the rumours of the groom being terminally uncomfortable in body, neither of Hart's two sisters consented to the marriage. Olive was sitting on the bunk with a book in her hand. The door of the train was suddenly pushed open. The cold wind was accompanied by a sweet and fishy smell of blood. Raising her eyes, she sighted a tall figure collapsing from the outside into the train. In split seconds, some men clothed in black rushed in. "Boss, there's no one here. Let's just send him to hell." One of them roared. The scariest of them all, who also happened to be their boss, diverted his gaze toward Olive. Olive instantly felt a surge of heat engulfing her. The man's eyes passed a message of strong murderous intent. Glancing at the weapons calmly and silently in their hands, Olive immediately chose to act panicked and begged for mercy, "Don't hurt me please. I saw nothing." Their leader stepped forward and stared at Olive's small face. Her eyes were incomparably bright, whenever she glanced around, her eyes swayed. The man was struck by such dazzling eyes, and he had seen nothing of such prior. "Little beauty, we don't have to hurt you, you just have to please my brothers." Olive's slender eyelash trembled, and she said pitifully, "I don't want to die, please. As long as you don't hurt me, I'll definitely serve you all satisfactorily. Olive's soft and gentle pleas ignited the urge of consummation in the leader's body. He pounced on Olive and tried submerging her slender body under his. "Boss, you go first. We'll send this man to hell first. Then we'll all have a good time with her." One of the men suggested. Already manipulated by the desire, the leader followed the speech of advice, dropped his weapon on the floor and had reached out to pull the buttons of Olive's clothes. But in splits seconds, a small white hand had halted his hand. The man raised his head to meet Olive's bright eyes. The panics and weakness which were visible in her eyes had now disappeared. A cold look was now evident. "You.." The man made to speak, but Olive immediately kicked him on the loins. "Fu-" The man man muttered and came crashing to the ground. "Boss!" The men had chorused in shock. The men were startled and wanted going to assist, but the man who had collapsed on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and he snatched the weapon from one of the men in black. The men then fell to the ground one by one almost in a split second. Olive sat up. She knew this man was only playing unconscious. Her eyes met with his. He had a pair of extremely narrow eyes, sharp as a falcon, and there were like two small abyss in the bottom of them. Anyone who looked at them was bound to be sucked in. "Master, we're late." The rescuers arrived and began to clean up in an orderly fashion. One of the men, probably his confidant, handed the man a clean patch of cloth. He wiped his hands elegantly, then walked towards olive with steady steps. His bony fingers clenched her small jaw. With squinted eyes, he look at her playfully. His voice was low and magnetic, "What do you think I'll do with you?" Olive was forced to look up at him. The man was tall and handsome. His aura was powerful and cold as the night. Although he had wiped his hands, she could still smell blood. She knew she had witnessed everything. And it would be difficult to get away. She knocked down the man's hand and uttered sternly, "I'm the bride who's about to marry into the Red Villa." The man raised his eyebrows. It was quite interesting. She's... his bride? "Aren't you from Lanchester? You should know that the daughter of the Hart's family is the one to marry into the Red Villa." "Yes, I'm fully aware of that. And I am the bride. If something sinister happens to me, don't you think that'll be big trouble for you? Just let me go, I saw saw nothing, and would say nothing!" At this point, Olive really owed her stepmother, Monica, a vote of thanks, she thought sarcastically. Monica has sent the money which she used in taking the train to Lanchester. However, it wasn't due to the fact that she loved Olive, but because the marriage was important to Monica. The marriage between the Hart's family and The Augustine's family (The Red Villa.) Was the biggest gossip in the whole of Lanchester. Olive's words seem to have caught the man's attention. He stared at her with interest. Today, he was set up by a business opponent who wanted him dead. It was indeed an accident meeting this girl. Looking intensively at her, he estimated her is very young. Although her face was pale and her clothes, messy. Her eyes were clear and intelligent, and they Shone brightly. The man moved back and took his men away. Olive's fingertips slowly loosened. The man turned his head and spoke slowly in lips she could understand "I'll see you soon." Cambridge hotel and suites. The Hart's family's wedding was held today. In the bridal lounge, Gabriella Hart stared at her half-sister, Olive and said, "Olive, your mother died when you were very young. You later pushed our grandfather down the stairs with your own hands. Hence, you were sent away by dad. Now that you're back, I'm certain you know the reason. So you need to comply. Otherwise, you'll be sent back to the suburbs where you came from." She paused to take a breathe and added, " To the Hart's family, you're nothing more than a sacrificial lamb. So, you better behave like one." Olive twisted her lips and replied coldly, "Of course, I do understand. I have no time for this now. You can stop barking." Gabriella was too furious to talk back and stared at Olive's bright eyes. Her eyes were indeed stunning. You could tell she's a beauty simply from that pair of eyes. Gabriella went extremely jealous. She felt as though she should dig out her pair of eyes. 'She should be nothing !' "Olive, the time has come, we should move!" Patrick's deep voice sounded as he walked in with Monica and a group of guests. Chapter 2 The Newlywed Husband Monica was a popular actress in the entertainment industry when she was young. Even after having two daughters, she still took care of her body. Just like a beautiful charming young woman. Her skills were extremely high. Not only did she successfully dethrone the real wife. She also moved herself to the position of Matriarch in the Hart's family. Monica had indeed made the wedding glamorous. Even Olive's wedding dress had been customized from a famous brand at a very huge cost. Everyone did praise her for a job well done. Olive pretended as though she was devoid of knowledge. She looked through the door expectantly, "Why isn't the groom here?" Immediately she was done speaking, Monica's expression changed greatly. Everyone stared at one another in awe. "Isn't she aware that she's about marrying that man?" questioning look showed on faces of the guests. Patrick stepped forward, his eyes a little guilty and dodgy, "Olive, the groom isn't feeling too well. So he can't come. But you'll meet him once we're done done here." An obedient smile arched on her lips, " Okay dad. I should be heading to meet him." Olive was led by Patrick into a luxury G-wagon which parked in the hotel's garage. She waved at him and he nodded in response, as the car sped off. They guests were sympathetic that she wasn't aware of her husband's condition. They all looked at Monica and began to whisper sarcastic words. Although Monica was quite stunning, she was a stepmother who made another woman's child marry a man has problem in healthy. Monica cheeks fluttered in embarrassment. The wedding was originally under her control, but Olive had to ask such question in a bid to stymy her plans. Monica let it slide as she knew perfectly how to get back at her in the future. Olive arrived at the Red Villa and was ushered into her room. The lights were not turned on, thus it was pitch dark and the atmosphere was a bit cold. Olive's dark eyes shone in a gleam of vigilaence. She walked over to the bed and saw a man lying on the big, soft bed. This must be her new husband! Olive reached out to give him a pulse, she stretched out her index finger towards him, but in the next second, her slender waist was clasped by few thin fingers. She felt as though the world was spinning, and before saying jack, he was already on top of her. Olive was galvanized. She was informed that her husband was a man in not healthy status. But the fingers that had just grabbed her waist were strong and clearly that of a healthy man. "Who is he?" Olive quickly bent her knees and pressed against his crotch. But the man was even faster. He easily dodged her attacks and bent his knees, causing her to be unable to move. He was quick, accurate and ruthless. "Who are you? Let me go!" Olive struggled hard as their bodies rubbed through the thin fabric. "The bride is so enthusiastic, do you want to have some pleasure time?" A deep magnetic voice sounded. "..." Olive suddenly pondered on the possibility of the man in the room being her husband. The man's slender fingers had already landed on the zip of her dress, and was slowly unzipping it. Olive quickly grabbed his hands, "What are you doing?" "Just moamn. Can you do that?" Moam? At this moment, Olive heard a sneaky voice form outside the room. It was a maid who was beckoning on the Old madam Samantha. "Madam, this isn't good. We had better go back..." "Shh."The lady hushed angrily, "I'll listen with my ears, not with my eyes!" Olive wanted to see what was going on, but Elvis pressed her shoulder with one hand and pushed her back, "Hurry up and moam." Olive guessed that he needed to put up a show for the lady and needed her cooperation. "I can't do that." Elvis stared at the girl beneath him. She's showing a frown, and her eyes reserved and shy. Elvis two big hands came to her dress and pulled it off. Olive felt her skin turned cold, she wrapped her hands around her slim shoulders. "Can you moam now?" Elvis asked again, but in a more calmer tone. Elvis propped his hands on her side, trapping her in his arms and initiating some extreme intimate movements. In such dark room, the big bed was rattled by him. "Continue to yell, or I'll be serious." He threatened in a low voice. Olive shivered. She didn't doubt his words one bit. So she closed her eyes and moamed as he ordered. Outside the room, old Mrs Samantha clasped her hands together and muttered, "Great, my grandson is neither gay nor incompetent. He did that! Great! I'm going to have a great-grandson!" Mrs Samantha stepped happily and quickly left. Olive hastily reached out and pushed the man off her body. This time, Elvis was also cooperative and had let go of her. With a bang, he turned on the wall lamp. Olive sat up. She zipped her dress, covering her shiny shoulders and her delicate milk muscles. She raised her eyes and looked at the man. He had already gotten out of bed, his handsome face was revealed. The muscles on his face were carved perfectly. But Olive had no time to admire the man's beauty. Her eyes had widened in shock, "It's you!" He was the man on the train! He was her new husband! Olive knew she was going to marry a man that are not in health status, and had prepared for it. But she never thought that it would be him. She reminisced on how she yelled at him on the train. Plausibly saying that she was the bride who was marrying into the Red Villa. She was convinced that he must have been laughing inwardly while listening to her petty threats. Elvis's reddish lips cracked into a smile, "You recognized me. I did say we were gonna meet soon." Chapter 3 Squeeze Her Neck There was some trace of playfulness in his eyes. He was informed by the butler that the Hart's family were giving up their abandoned daughter for marriage. All he cared about was to marry in order to please his grandmother. But he was still impressed that she happened to be the bride, especially after the incident on the train. A knock was heard on the door, "Young master." Henry, the butler called from outside. "Come in." Elvis lightly raised his thin lips. Henry pushed open the door and walked in. "Young master, anything you would like me to do?" Elvis stood beside the bed. He was wearing a simple white trousers with a black T-shirt. One could tell the fabric was expensive, which looked like a handmade version. They made him look tall and handsome, with a magnificent temperament. Elvis lowered his eyes and skillfully flipped the silver button on his shirt with his fingers. He glanced at Olive and said, "Do you wish to eat anything?" Olive heart tensed. The marriage was planned by the four most powerful family in Lanchester, The Augustins, The Blues, The Heavens and The Dominous. Elvis, the young master of the Augustine's family, ruled the country with the dominant place. He was the youngest and the most handsome of business leaders. However, he stayed anonymous and no one knew what he truly looked like. The Red Villa was situated in a remote location. At first glance, one would think that they weren't a wealthy family. Monica's biggest wish was to marry both her daughters into the four major families in Lanchester. With the news of the son of the Augustine's family being serious in healthy status, Monica really wanted to go against the contract by not giving any of her daughter to the marriage. But Patrick Hart was unwilling to violate the marriage contract made by the family. Monica had then thought of Olive, so she brought her back as the bride. To Olive's prior understanding, the man she was being married to was nothing to write home about, but at this moment, she was puzzled. The man in front of her was arrogant and condescending. People could not help but worship. Olive wanted to say something, but at this moment, the man suddenly put both of his hands on the table. He narrowed his handsome eyes and groaned. The butler's expression became that of fright, he said hastily, "Young master, I'll call the doctor now!" Olive's bright eyes moved down. The hands that were propped up in the table were already bruising, like a sign of illness. What happened to him? Olive's eyes met his. He turned abruptly and said to the butler, "Get her out of here!" Olive knew that she couldn't leave at the moment. She had left the Hart's family for a purpose and needed to take hold of the identity as the bride of the Red Villa. Olive stared at Elvis fixedly, "What's wrong? I know a little about medicines and acupuncture, I can treat you." "Get out!" Elvis growled. Not only did Olive not get away, she even walked closer to him, "I smell some precious medicinal herbs. If my guess is correct, these are symptom of insomnia." The butler stared at Olive in shock, " Young mistress, you..." Olive's eyes fell on Elvis's handsome face, "The sleep disorder will affect a person's mental state. Rest and relax are very important." The corners of Elvis's long and narrow eyes grew redder and gloomier. He reached out and grabbed Olive's neck. Olive's neck was very delicate. As long as he continued choking her, she was bound to be dead in no time. "Young master please let go of her!" The butler pleaded. The air that she could breath was getting thinner and thinner. Olive's small face reddened, but she quickly pulled out a silver needle from her hair and stabbed into Elvis's hand. Elvis let go and sat on the sofa. Olive gasped for breath. The man in front of her was way too dangerous. Just a sleep disorder could turn him from an elegant and noble man into a monster at any time. At this stage, she had no choice but to surge ahead. She moved behind him. Then, she raised her slim white fingers and placed them on his temples in a bid his to massage him. Elvis closed his handsome eyes, and covered the scarlet colour in them. "Your treatment is to massage me?" "Be happy. You're the first man I'm giving a massage." " It seem you ain't the first woman who has been lucky enough to give me a massage." "I'll help you act in front of grandma, and I could also help you treat your uncomfortable. How about that?" Olive questioned as she massaged his shoulder slowly. Elvis said nothing. Olive took out another needle from her hair and pushed it into Elvis's neck. Elvis closed his eyes and fell into the sofa. Olive quickly reached out and gently caught his handsome face with her hands. He had fallen asleep. The butler was already dripping in sweat. No one didn't know the identity of his young master. He's the young master of his family, the favored son of heaven, a teenage regarding business as a game, and using few effort, he created the myth of his family. No one had ever dared to negotiate with him, let alone a girl. All the girls who had been fortunate enough to see Elvis over the years, were desperate to get his love. But Olive was special. Even in front of the young master, she was calm and intelligent. What was even more surprising was that the young master had fallen sleep. Elvis hadn't slept for a long time! The doctors who treated Elvis's insomnia were all world's best doctors, but none could make it. "Young mistress..." The butler initiated. Olive pressed her fingers on her lips and made a shush gesture, "Don't worry, you can go. I'll be with him." For some reason, the butler felt that Olive carried a reassuring force. So he obediently withdrew. The room was silent. Olive allowed him rest on her for a moment. When he fell into a deep sleep, she put him on the sofa and covered him with a blanket. When she done putting him to sleep, Olive climbed on the bed and fell asleep. At this moment, Elvis slowly opened his eyes. He stood up and walked to the bed... 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Yes | 2024-11-12 16:47 | active | 1801 | 0 | 🔥 Click To Read More 👉 | It was the middle of summer. Inside the Shepard Villa, a young woman sat on an expensive leather sofa, lazily enjoying her bubblegum. Her flawless skin seemed to glisten under the sunlight. She was as beautiful as a work of art. She puffed and blew a bubble even larger than her face. "Bonnie’s just not good enough for me, okay? I'm canceling the wedding!" The man standing in the doorway threw the young woman a disgusted look. Bonnie's mother, Vera Shepard, was alarmed. "Hadwin, I know I can't really blame you for this because Bonnie is always fooling around. "But her grandpa and your grandpa wanted you to marry her. How could you cancel the wedding just like that?" Vera shot Bonnie a glare. "Apologize to Hadwin now, and promise that you'll never fool around again!" Bonnie popped her bubblegum and looked up defiantly. "Apologize? He should be the one apologizing to me! He broke his promise to marry me and insulted me!" Vera was infuriated. Before she could say a word, Bonnie continued, "Besides, I've never fooled around, okay? He's the one who's been cheating on me! So I don’t care if the wedding is canceled anyway." "Bonnie! Why, you—" Vera spoke through clenched teeth. "Enough, Vera." Holding up his hand, Hadwin interrupted and said, "Bonnie's beauty is only skin deep. I appreciate inner beauty more. "I'll never marry someone like her, even if she begs me to. There's only one girl I’ll ever marry—" He looked upstairs lovingly. "And that's Trina." "Hadwin!" Moved, Trina Shepard rushed downstairs. "Trina!" Hadwin strode over to the stairwell and opened his arms. Trina threw herself into his embrace. Tears welled up in Trina's eyes. "I can finally marry you now!" "I’m sorry, Trina, I should have canceled the wedding sooner." "It's all right. I know you had your reasons…" As the couple made eyes at each other, Bonnie received a text: "Ms. Bonita, the research is at its final stage. Elite soldiers have been sent to escort you for your safety. We're arriving now." Bonnie wrote a reply: "Be right out." She spat out her bubblegum, got up, and headed toward the door. Trina, who was secretly watching her, thought Bonnie was leaving because she felt ashamed. But she didn’t think Bonnie had been humiliated enough. "Don't go, Bonnie! I'm sorry for what happened. Hadwin and I love each other. You can just blame me for this, okay? It's not his fault." Bonnie calmly looked over her shoulder. "Fuck off, bitch," Bonnie said impassively. "Won’t you forgive me? Why don't you hit me so you can feel better?" Trina took Bonnie's hand and used it to slap her own face. "What the hell are you doing, Bonnie? How dare you assault your sister!" Vera charged over and smacked Bonnie's hand away. Bonnie looked down and saw the red mark on her hand. After a few seconds, she gazed up at Vera. Vera was her biological mother, but she had always been partial to Trina, who was adopted. A teary-eyed Trina started to choke up. "It's not her fault, mom. It's all on me. I shouldn't have stolen her fiancé. I—" Before she could finish, Bonnie interrupted. "Why would I blame you? You’re a born slut. You can't help yourself, can you?" Trina was infuriated, but she couldn't ruin her nice girl image. "Trina's your younger sister, Bonnie! How could you say such a thing?" Vera looked at Bonnie in disappointment. Bonnie, however, was impassive. "She is not my sister." 20 years ago, Bonnie and Trina were accidentally switched at birth by a nurse. It wasn't until five years ago that the truth came to light, and she was brought back to the Shepard family from the countryside. Vera continued to raise Trina as she didn’t want her to live in poverty. Instead of making it up to Bonnie, Vera became biased against her due to her rural upbringing. "How could you say something so hurtful? I might not have given birth to her, but she’s still my daughter. Don't ever say that again!" Vera often wished that she had given birth to Trina instead. Bonnie had heard that many times. "I need to go. I'm not coming back tonight." Bonnie headed to the door. "What? You're going out to fool around again?" Vera was angry. "It's not like that," Bonnie replied. "Then what have you been doing? Spill it!" Vera shouted. Bonnie pursed her lips with a frown. "It's classified. I can't tell you." She left the villa before Vera could say another word. "What did I do to deserve such a daughter?" Outside, Bonnie reached the gate. She saw more than a hundred green armored vehicles come roaring over. Suddenly, a deafening ‘whoop-whoop-whoop’ was heard, accompanied by gusts of strong wind. Bonnie looked up and saw a dozen helicopters hovering in the sky, ready for action. Soldiers dressed in matching camouflage uniforms swiftly descended from the vehicles and surrounded Bonnie in an orderly fashion. Chapter 2 Their leader saluted Bonnie. "Please get in the car, Ms. Bonita." "Why did you bring so many people here?" Bonnie scanned her surroundings, noting not only the large number of people but also the heavy weaponry they held. "You're a national treasure of Arvandor, Ms. Bonita. We can’t let anything happen to you. I would have brought at least ten times more soldiers if you hadn’t said something.” The man who said that was Brigham Hartley. He wore navy blue epaulets on his shoulders adorned with yellow trim. He stood tall and had an imposing presence. "Come on, I'm just going to the research institute. Besides, I can take care of myself, okay?" Bonnie said nonchalantly. "The whole world is waiting for the results of your research. If you succeed, it’ll be a game-changer for human civilization. We’ll do anything to ensure your safety and keep anyone else from finding out your true identity!" Brigham said, excitedly. He was a huge fan of Bonnie. Bonnie raised her brow and tried to change the subject. "Oh, where's Jim?" "He's gone overseas to join the International Fighting Championship. I'll be in charge of your safety for now." "Okay, let's go." Bonnie got into the vehicle. The Shepard family butler heard the commotion and went out to the gate to find out what was going on. He was shocked to see Bonnie being escorted away by soldiers in camouflage. "Oh, no, ma'am! Ms. Bonnie’s been taken away by the police." "What on earth happened?" Vera was astounded. "I have no idea, ma'am! An army of police officers cornered her and took her away." Vera quickly rushed out of the villa, followed by Trina and Hadwin. When they reached the gate, the helicopters were long gone, and Vera only saw the SUVs moving away. "What the hell?" Vera grew pale and held a hand to her heart. "Has Bonnie broken the law?" Trina asked. "So many people came to get her! What could she possibly have done?" Hadwin frowned. Murder? Multiple homicides? Or something even crazier? They had no way of knowing for now. *** Two days later, a round of applause erupted in the top laboratory of the city of Pyralis. "Woohoo! We've finally succeeded after working on the research for a whole year." "We owe it to Ms. Bonita. We couldn't have developed the new carbon nanomaterial so soon without her guidance!" "That's right, she's the reason why we succeeded! We’ll be able to make advancements in every industry in the country once this nanomaterial is widely adopted. This is great news for Arvandor!" "We're going to wow the whole world!" Thrilled, the highly respected and elderly professors cheered like children. Bonnie, however, continued to drink her coffee calmly. One of the elderly professors approached her. "I’ve just received a call from the National Research Institute, Ms. Bonita. They’d like to know when you’ll be available to hold the press conference." "Well, that's up to them." The old professor asked tentatively, “Do you mind if I take care of it?” "Go ahead," Bonnie said. "Oh, and even the International Collaborative Research Organization has called to ask about this now that we've garnered nationwide attention. You need to come to the press conference, okay?" He was worried because Bonnie was usually low-key and almost never showed up at events like this. Bonnie hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay." 'Woohoo!' The professor whooped inwardly in relief. He really thought she would say no. If she had, he would have been placed in a difficult position because the higher-ups would insist he make her go. "I'll deal with it then." "Sure." Bonnie waved him off and continued to drink her coffee. Her phone vibrated. The caller ID showed that it was Sigmund Knight. Bonnie answered it, and the old man's excited voice came through. "I heard your wedding’s been canceled, Bonnie. Congratulations!" He laughed heartily. She had expected him to say this, so Bonnie waited for him to finish. "Now, according to our agreement, you would think about marrying my grandson if you were no longer engaged. It’s time to fulfill your promise." Bonnie raised her brow. "Okay, but will your grandson agree to this? He's the hottest bachelor in Pyralis. He could have any girl he wants." "He has to. Oh, I asked him to pick you up at a supermarket near the research institute so he wouldn't find out your true identity. I've given him your number. He’ll text you when he arrives." Her phone dinged as she received a message that read "I'm here." Sigmund heard it and quickly said, "My grandson must have texted you. Go meet him now." "Okay," Bonnie answered indifferently. She left the institute after bidding the professors goodbye. As she stepped out of the building, she saw an eye-catching black Maybach. "That looks familiar…" Three years ago, she successfully treated the father of a rich tycoon from overseas. She had been given a limited-edition Maybach as a gift—there were only ten in the world. She didn't like driving, so she gave it to Sigmund for his birthday. Just as Bonnie remembered what happened, the driver's window lowered, revealing a handsome face. "Hi, you're Bonnie Shepard, right?" "Yup." Bonnie nodded, She sized up the man in front of her. He was wearing an open-collared floral shirt with a peculiar-looking necklace around his neck, and seemed incredibly frivolous. Was this Sigmund's grandson? What the hell? "Woah, I didn't expect you to be so pretty!" he praised, then turned to someone in the back seat. "Ivor, you lucky son-of-a-bitch! Sigmund has good taste." When Bonnie heard him say that, she knew she had been mistaken. As she was about to open the car door, a cold voice from the back seat said, "I don't give a shit, okay? I want nothing to do with her." Bonnie impassively opened the door and got into the car. She was amazed when she saw Sigmund's actual grandson. Although she was only 20, she had been to many countries and seen many good-looking men, but very few had impressed her like this. However, she quickly looked away because she wanted nothing to do with him as well. Besides, she noticed that the man kept working on his laptop and didn't even bother to look at her. She could tell he didn't want to be there either. "Ms. Bonnie, I'm Ged Franklin, Ivor's best friend," Ged spoke as he drove. "Oh, hi," Bonnie answered politely. "I hope you don't mind me asking this. Is it true that you haven’t graduated from high school yet even though you're 20 already?" "Uh-huh." "You're going to take the college entrance test soon, huh? Do you need any help getting into university? My grandfather teaches at Pyralis University…" Ged kept talking, but Bonnie merely responded with "uh-huh". He thought that she and Ivor were similar. Ged got bored with Bonnie’s monosyllabic answers and stopped asking her questions. But at that moment, Bonnie spoke. "The car used to be Sigmund's, right?" "Yeah, how do you know that?" Ged asked curiously. Bonnie said truthfully, "Well, I gave it to him as a gift." As he heard that, Ivor looked up at her— Chapter 3 When Ivor saw Bonnie's beautiful face, his eyes lit up, which rarely happened. It wasn’t just because of her looks. It was also because of what she had just said. Ged burst out laughing. "That's a good one! You're funny, I'll give you that." "You don't believe me?" Bonnie didn't care if they believed her, but she wanted to tell the truth. She looked serious, but Ged started to doubt her. "Do you know what car this is? Do you really expect us to believe that you gave it to Sigmund?" It was clear that he didn't think she could afford it. Bonnie nodded, "This model was launched three years ago by Mercedez, with a global limited edition of ten units, I think." She remembered that was what the tycoon had told her. Ged's eyes went wide. 'She knows? 'She knows, but she still has the nerve to claim that she gave this to Sigmund? She's f*cking unbelievable! 'How could Sigmund want Ivor to marry her? She's so full of sh*t!' Ged decided not to pursue the matter out of respect for the Knight family. Soon, the car reached the Knight Residence. "We're here," Ivor told Bonnie impassively. She opened the door and got out. Ged looked over his shoulder at Ivor. "Bro, I know it's none of my business, but Sigmund’s made a bad choice." Ivor said, "I told you, I wanted to have nothing to do with her." Ged was relieved he was not interested in her. Sigmund was waiting at the door. When he spotted Bonnie, his cloudy eyes lit up. "You're finally here, Bonnie! What do you think of my villa?" Bonnie looked inside the luxurious living hall. It had crystal chandeliers, genuine leather sofas, and exquisite tiles. "It's not bad." "Marry my grandson then, and you can raise your children here. Will three kids be enough? Hmm, make it seven!" Ged laughed. "Come on, Sigmund, get off their backs! They’re grown adults, after all." Sigmund ignored him. He took Bonnie's hand and put it on Ivor's. They quickly pulled their hands apart. "Grandpa, I brought her here like you wanted, and that's as far as I'm willing to go. I'm in no mood for romance, so please stop trying to play cupid, okay?" Ivor said grimly. "No mood for romance? You're into girls, aren't you? Or are the rumors true? That you always hang out with Ged because you're gay?" Ged spat out his water. "I'd be proud to be gay, but I'm straight, all right?" "Yeah, right!" Ged was speechless. Ivor knew that Sigmund was keen to set him up with Bonnie, so he tried to dissuade him. "She and I aren't right for each other." "How so?" Ivor glanced at Bonnie and said solemnly, "Grandpa, you're right that I've always been a bit of a snob, but there's a reason for that. I skipped grades and was admitted directly into Pyralis University. "Ever since I became CEO of the company, I've led it to great success, and we've become the leader in many fields!" Sigmund frowned. "What are you trying to say?" Ivor narrowed his eyes and glanced at Bonnie. He said coldly, "She's not good enough for me." "She's not good enough for you? 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