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:D - Ashe Alberts

I looked away from him only to come face to face with Motty, who was grinning wide at me. "It's always nice to hear you speak, Alex. Your voice is good. Brought, but great and you should speak out more often." He awkwardly slapped my arm, his touch lingering long enough that I had to shake him off. He flushed red and apologized, running into the locker room. I didn't know why Motty worked here as a fighter because I was yet to see him fight and I didn't hold out much hope for him because of his stature and that had to be why Angelo was yet to fix a match with him. But then, all the guys respected Motty for some reason, and was definitely not for the gossip he brought into the den.

She couldn't believe it when I told her yesterday and since then she's been repeating the same and now it's honestly irritating the heck out of me. "Ok, that's enough now stop being dramatic about". I said trying to not sound nervous. Am nervous because I don't know if he's going to like the outfit I'll be choosing for our date tonight, and for God sake it's Alex we're talking about the world's most influential businessman. "Hey mom, stop being nervous okay?. it's going to alright and besides aunt Anna and I are here to help you out". She said looking at Anna. "Yep don't worry, we'll be your personal stylists." Anna said to the both them doing the dramatic hair flip.

The next few days fly by like a dream. I've learned Dane and Ant are roommates, which explains why they're always together. Dane and I rarely get any alone time. It almost feels like Ant is jealous. I'm not sure of what, but his behavior doesn't feel right to me. Maddy is still annoyed with me for leaving with Dane that night, but she's starting to get over it. Turns out Maddy met her own "Casanova" Saturday night. Frank, Ants buddy, is an interesting guy. He's on the shorter side, about 5'7, golden tanned skin, a shaved head with constant 5 o'clock shadow. But it's the beady brown rat eyes for me though. He always looks like he's up to something. It's almost unsettling. Maddy said it was t

’ ‘It’s none of his business, Matty. ‘Look, I don’t want to sound over-anxious, but you’re going to need someone on your side—’ ‘Not him,’ she snapped back. ‘Is there anyone else?’ ‘You don’t understand—’ ‘I understand the situation perfectly. Dan Dymoke is the devil himself. The one whose name must never be spoken. Anyone would think the pair of you had had a passionate affair or something—’ ‘No!’ Then, because she knew she’d overreacted, ‘We only met once

The wind howled outside the tall glass windows of the 32nd floor, whipping snow so thick it looked like a white wall. Messy stood in the middle of the open-plan office, biting her lip as she tried to stuff papers back into folders. Her name was actually Maya, but everyone called her Messy for a reason. She was twenty-six, curvy in all the right places, with wild dark curls that never stayed in her ponytail and a habit of spilling coffee on important documents.

Sonia whined, wriggling in her seat like a child throwing a meaningless tantrum. "I'm no Santa, yunno!" Mr. Nikolai chuckled. They kept talking after that, but I could no longer make out what they were saying. My attention had returned to hot daddy. Through it all, he had continued scooping oats into his mouth, like he had no business with any other thing going on right there. When was he going to give me the sign I so desired? I watched his lips devour the grains off the spoon juicily. My n*****s pebbled in desire for those wet lips.

Asher says with a grin and Dani chuckles. Out of curiousity Asher asks Danny about his friends from New York, since he is curious about the Eddy that Mr. Lydell talked about last night. Especially when he commented on how much Eddy seemed to miss Danny. Doing as he had hoped, Danny tells him about his best friend Eddy. All about how he is in college studying to be a doctor. How he is basically the greatest man alive and can do no wrong. The way that he talks shows how much he cares about the guy.

She hung her head, glancing up at me nervously every few seconds. “I… I thought you wanted…” “I did,” I told her, pushing myself to my feet. “Thank you for coming. I know you’re taking a risk. Come and sit with me.” Motty seemed a little surprised at the invitation. She looked around nervously before coming to join me on the bench. “Luna, I want you to know that I’m not working for Anders,” Motty rushed. “I swear that’s not why I went to the Dawn Stalkers.”