Subsequent Odds; Unfathomable

Subsequent Odds; Unfathomable

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jun 16, 2022
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As wealthy, enthusiastic, career-driven and carefree woman Ariel Matthews-Realeza may be in her narrative, fate doesn't always give the privileged what it sincerely wants despite almost having it all. It was the first time in her life that she didn't get what she desired even if she tried her best to conquer Axis Atlantico's heart. Posteriorly pursuing the said, it led both of the young entrepreneurs into an unpleasant turn of odds. This, what seems to be, one-sided love left her devastated. But what if in the middle of the storm comes her ray of sun, qualified enough to arouse a change in her tale... Will she be able to accept the warmth she was once willing to give in the beginning of the story or will she just close the book?
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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