Heirs Of Passion
d not one text." Her voice disrupts m
ver to the sofa under the painting she has made into her personal spot o
ice, working on ourselves, keeping ou
of me stares me down, I feel my lips lift into a wide grin.
say as a
ses to stand and come over to me so
, that smile never leaving her re
There was a glint akin to pride in her eyes an
r to her, the click-clack of my black heels on the white tiles filli
o say I didn't need that kind of validation, h
er arm and she lets me, she lets me hug her be
hts, she says, "Yes, y
r the first time in weeks. To think of my inadequacies and allow them to get off my chest. Just a few second
erstands. It was always like that with us. She could just tell when it came to me. Ever since I was fourteen years old
ng to have lunch now." She states, h
nds, basically dragging me to her car and I let h
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r seat opposite me in a restaurant called Il Ristorante-in the Bulgari
ad intended to take me for a romantic dinner but reconsidered and went for a romantic lunch instead. The sleek design was complemented
laugh. "I told
shit-with-me' look. She gets the jo
She sighs. I was right and th
a point-she speaks again. "Liv had also said you'll most likely b
r she told me." I pause. "I'm still new on the job, you know? I don't want to be overwhelmed with having to deal wi
than having to hire someone and go through all that paperwork for just a
tress I just know Liv will have to go through once things are fully in motio
" The same waiter that has been attending to us si
blush. I mean I wasn't even on the receiving end of that smile
She responds, picking up both our menus a
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ultimate charmer." I laugh as we
n't going to do anything with the number, like the other five hundred she had received over the years, but it w
ce of the restaurant. Elle is laughing as well and it's another nice moment w
once we exit the restaurant as we wait
tanding right behind us with one of his hands on the back of his neck
really found it nice when peopl
s meeting mine and for a mom
oked black from a distance. His face was as expressive as they came but his eyes. God, h
his mannerisms showing he was nervous-hesita
think I was in that moment because before I can
to another direction but I'm not paying at
t as he smiles at me whil
a fool because I