HANABI
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The Billionaire Rejected Me
Billionaires I held onto my stomach, crying in front of the father of the child I was carrying.
"Who is she, Laz?" the beautiful woman asked gently.
"Get in my car, baby," Laz told the woman. He turned to me with a harsh look. "What else are you looking at? Leave!" he shouted, causing more tears to fall.
I didn't leave; I stayed and continued crying in front of him.
"Laz? Why is she crying? Tell me," her voice was so gentle, like an angel.
"Get in my car, now, Samantha," Laz softly coaxed the woman.
My chest ached even more because of the way he treated her.
"L-Lazarus, please..." I begged until I found myself kneeling in front of him.
It hurt so much. It hurt like I couldn't bear it anymore. I didn't love him, but I didn't want my baby to grow up without a father.
I was doing this for the sake of the child, not just for my own desires.
I saw how he clenched his fists before I lowered my head and touched the floor.
He knelt down too and roughly grabbed my hair, forcing our gazes to meet.
He looked at me with intensity.
"I don't want to see your face. From now on, don't let me fucking push you away," he said.
His words made me cry even harder. He let go of my hair forcefully and stood up.
He wrapped his strong, muscular arms around Samantha's waist.
"Wait, Laz-"
"Get in, okay?" Lazarus interrupted Samantha and kissed her forehead.
Samantha had no choice but to get into the front seat of Lazarus's car.
Lazarus turned around and opened the driver's seat. He was about to get in, but he stopped when I stood up and spoke.
"Y-You're so selfish but thank you. Thank you for giving me this little blessing. I hope you sleep soundly every night, Lazarus."
He finally got into the car and drove away quickly.
I watched his car fade into the distance until I felt the rain pour down.
I caressed my belly. It's not that big. I'm three weeks pregnant and now I'm trying to convince my baby's father to help me.
But he didn't.
He left me pregnant.
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The Belladonna Game
Keena
A lie was supposed to be her weapon.
But lies can cut both ways.
Aliyah Santiago enters the Marino world with one mission uncover the truth behind her fiancé's death and make his killers bleed. Disguised as a Mafia princess, she plays the part flawlessly: poised, untouchable, dangerous. Every step she takes draws her closer to Brown Marino, the family's heir...and deeper into a labyrinth of obsession, betrayal, and power.
But one man threatens to unravel it all.
Ottavio, the Marinos' ruthless enforcer, watches her too closely. His suspicions slice through her disguise, his loyalty to Brown makes him untouchable, and yet when his hands brush hers, when his voice drops to a murmur against her ear Aliyah feels a fire she cannot control.
"You think you can lie to me, princess?"
"I've lied to everyone."
"Not to me."
Every stolen glance, every secret touch, every dangerous word exchanged pushes her closer to the edge. To fall for him would be reckless. To trust him could be fatal. But in a world where silence can kill and love is just another weapon, Aliyah must decide: is Ottavio the enemy who will expose her or the only man who can save her from herself?
Deception. Desire. Danger.
The game has begun, and in this game of Mafia thrones, hearts burn as fiercely as empires fall.
Wake Up, Dream Boy!
Mr. Ben Having some of the poems in the first edition of the poem collection, ‘The P.O.T (Poured Out Thoughts)’ published in several poetry magazines as High On Poems, Earthborne Magazine, Deadsnakes and so on, the author has ushered in the second, titled ‘The P.O.T (Poured Out Thoughts) ---The Reloaded.
It is said to be ‘reloaded’ because there are other poems to be added to make this edition slightly richer than the first. With poems as ‘Out of the Box’, ‘Dad Loves Me’, ‘Heralding God’s Magnificence’ being published in notable poetry journals and magazines, the sequel is hoped to make an impact to the entire world, beginning with the readers.
The Table of Contents has the additional poems that readers, who have read the first edition, would realize. They are intended to look into general issues, family, gender, parental, religious (Christian faith), children, love and personal/motivational.
The aim behind this piece is simple. As said in the first edition, it is about entertaining, enlightening, inspiring or motivating and enabling people think for themselves.
Worthy of Note: The author believes that subsequent edition(s) of the work would carry the above-stated aim.