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Things turned into reality now and I'm so happy that finally, Axis and I will be together and we'll work things out to make sure that being together will turn into forever. I'm Yasha Reese Heuson and I am proud to say that finally, I am now officially engaged with the man I love, Axis Ford Averion. THE END. *** Author's Note: Playing my imagination with the different set of ideas running at the back of my head, now resulted into a story entitled "Playful Fate". Thank you so much for reading this story, for sticking with me and for riding with Yasha and Axis' playful love story. I hope you learned something from it. ;)

Sebastian interrupted, popping a cheez-it into his mouth. "That is actually a cute name for this!" Elizabeth said. "Really? Playboy Rehab?" Patrick was laughing now. Isabella grabbed a pillow and threw it at Patrick. "Shut up!" She yelled. I was taken back at how similar she sounded to Garret. "Thank you, so anyway, publicity is the most important thing right now for him, we need to let America, even the world know that Sebastian is not what he used to be, and that he will be a shadow of Garret himself, and if they believe that, we will be making new partners, bringing in money, and gaining more supporters."

"Make a pile. We are taking this stuff to the cashback shop." "I'll tell Mum," Joey threatened. "She'll be at work in a minute," Dailey pointed out. "You won't get anything for them. A few quid at the most. It's pointless," Joey told her. "If you don't believe me, they give prices on the website. I'll show you." As Joey fiddled with the laptop Dailey searched the room for anything she could sell for a decent amount. His console wasn't the latest model, plus the chances of getting him to part with it were slim to none.

It was time for P.E so a group of people were in a corner of the field playing basketball, some were playing volleyball, some were stretching and others were playing football. On the other side of the field were the royals and of course Prince Andrei sat on one of the bleachers playing with his phone looking terribly bored.

Paul was fine-looking through them since he gave her the card she was using. “What’s this now?” Paul cocked an eyebrow. From her inbox, Paul unintentionally clicked on her archives and found a single-read email. He opened it. It was an electronic receipt dated three months ago. After reading the aged bill, he clicked the link to the site where Leah bought it.

, he asked trying to conceal the huskiness in his hoarse displeased voice. Cynthia shook her head," you're a player, you shouldn't think about those things". On hearing her words, Jeffery, again, for the first time, didn't feel the usual pride he felt when someone refered to him as a player. For Cynthia it was like since he was a player, then she could play along. He gritted his teeth, this woman had never given him face. Cynthia watched his angry face and felt satisfaction welling up, "if you're that mad I can go back". She said,

“I’m afraid I am, sir. I wish I could say it was something I regret, but Chloe is one of the brightest minds I’ve encountered. She’s going to single handedly turn my advertising efforts around. I think in a year or two, Packard Enterprises won’t simply be one of the leaders in athletic apparel, but the undisputed leader when it comes to sportswear.

Tobi blurted out like it was nothing. His parents and my parents turned their gaze to him. “What?” Tobi’s mom said. “I said, I’m the father. It’s been like a month now, Andrea and I plan to reveal it after getting married.” He said. I stared at Tobi. Why is he doing this? This is not his. He;s ruining his life, because of me. Tobi’s mom started clapping and smiling, I’m shocked to see her reaction. “This is good news, we are having grandchildren.” His mom yelled.

Yunhi, pahloo main baithe Raho. Aaj Jaane kee zid naa Karo haaye mar jaayenge, hum toh lut jaayenge aisee baate kiya naa karo, Aaj jaane kee jid naa karo..... Tum hee socho jara, Kyun naa roke tumhe... Jaan jaati hai jab, uthake jaate ho tum tumko apanee kasam jaanejan, baat itni meri maan lo...