Selfish Desire

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lounge king-size bed makes her feel like sleepin

a horizon, the windows offering breathtaking views of the city outlin

ike retreat; she entered the deep soaking jacuzzi with a separate rain shower and designer toiletries. Her face loo

er gown gleam under the chandelier light. She expressed in a soft tone to herself,

Rosa's veil. "You are beautiful." Her bridesmaid said with a smirk.

liss shining like sunshine; within her, she is still nervous. O

om her thought. "Are you feeling okay?" Rosa lingered, pretendin

ting the atmosphere of the occasion. As the driver drove off toward the wedding venue, R

d Lilian was light, filled with

an

unshot pierced the air,

r!" she screamed at the driver. Rosa-a beautiful woman with aspirations-find

for his brilliance in the business world-was a man people admired, yet he was also an enigma. To Rosa, he was both her dream and he

stiny-a journey where hearts are tested a

ne: My Tod

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use as a nobody. My mum died when I was a little

her, entered my life, a t

about the lies. I was accused of stealing someone's maths set. My stepmom came

ll lied against her," Benson, my

tepmom, who had always been the best mom in the universe to me after my mother's death, not only

because you keep bad company," my mom yelled, and my fath

didn't do it!" my dad screamed at my stepmom over

alogue with her to only necessary matters. She gave birth to my step-sister, Nana. My dad, who had previously shown conce

the love of my life, Donald Ronald, a

ld ca

dy? I'm coming over to

g so excited. I ran to the bathroom. I took

ring my red floral dress and my beautiful black st

d. I quickly dashed out the doo

ald'

her face, highlighting the gentle curves of her cheeks and the soft, inviting shape of h

approached. The sound of her stilettos clicking on the pavement

e hint of a smile playing on her lips. My heart quickened, m

her, "You're b

d whispered, "

inside chill water. I opened the front car door; she walked in like an angel sent from h

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couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. As we entered the upscale

staurant was elegantly decorated with crisp white linens, fine china, and sparkling crystal. A breatht

this romantic evening. He took his seat across from me, his eyes l

voice low and husky, "I hav

brow, intrigued.

nkling at the corners. "You'

it when Donald was mysterious and playful. It alway

and, his fingers intertwining with mine. I felt a jolt of electricity