Love You, Can't Say

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r instead.The arrangement was between her and Matthew and she had no right to ask about his p

style was unique with a black and white color scheme. The monochro

elson’s room.”

together. Dolores opened her mouth and realized she couldn’t say

low and browsed the employment websites from her phone, ready to find a job. She could only live a st

eone who knew the language of Country A. Country A was where Randolph had sent Dolores and her family. It was a poorly developed tropical country and there weren’t many

the application, attached her resume, and put down

bit and didn’t notice the flash of white light shot into the yard when a Maybach drove in and pulled into the garage. The car door opene

rabbed a glass of water from the bathroom. His Adam’s apple slid up and down his throat as he gulped down the water. Wa

drunk quite a bit of white wine at the dinner party and few glasses of red wine when celebrating sepa

hts in his room off as he was familiar with the layout of the furniture and didn’t need to

e quickly settled down and drifted back into a d

mbling shiny threads, soon shimmered and filled the room with light.

y, and he wanted to take a shower to wake himself up. He tried to raise his arm and get up and

regular. His eyes moved down her face slowly and fell onto her thin neck and delicate collar bone. Her breathing increased a bit and he found it was actually kind of attractive. He c

devour her. She woke from the dream with a start. However, the moment she opened her eyes she was met with a pair of deep eyes

are yo

and slowly lifted the blank

words. “Weren’t you celebrating your girlfriend’s birthday? Why’d you come ba

ight. So, it was no surprise that she hadn’t realized he entered the room. She’d slept in the same room w

l. The wrinkled material sticking to his body was unpleasant and he only wanted to shower. He glanced

irthday be more importan

ight, was there? Matthew took off his shirt and Dolores turned away. She hid her disgust toward Matthew undress

ow.” Dolores rushed out of th

undid his belt and strode into the b

nd disheveled. His white bathrobe covered his lean body and

ze. Did the bag belong to Dolores? There was even a flower on it. Why was she so childish? And she was bold enough to put her things i

ng and toiletries. As he crouched down to pick them up, he noticed the ultrasoun