This light, what is it? It looks so familiar, this feeling, I've felt it before. This day, how long ago was it again? It seemed to be important, I turned and saw myself, sitting on the floor in this white space. I turned to face me and smiled, "Remember, this day?" I widened my eyes and everything tore apart, the white ripped and a black hole appeared and pulled at me, chairs and desks and people flew past me. I still stared out at myself, I hated him, now I remembered, now I remembered.
Kale Reine is just an average student who hates life, with his mother being out all the time, and barely even having a relationship with his father. The closed thing he has to a friend is the front office lady. Maybe, though, there's more to Kale, and the town he lives in, something has been nagging him lightly, this memory.
When Liliana signed up to become a private flight attendant, she believed she had a general idea of what the job entailed.
Strictly professional.
What she didn't expect was for the mysterious, strict, straightforward Mr. Cavalier to take an interest in her outspoken yet naïve nature.
With a stubborn billionaire refusing to take 'No' for an answer, Liliana finds herself on a ride of a lifetime, filled with heated close encounters, daring conversations, not to mention a dash of drama.
Will Liliana be able to withstand Mr. Cavalier's lusty and endless pursuit? Or will the outspoken hostess reject the hot billionaire once and for all?
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He didn't speak.
He never spoke.
I knew that he was able to speak, but whenever I was around it seemed that I was the only one speaking.
He didn't seem to enjoy my presence, but then again that wouldn't be true given that he requested for me to host, on my day off.
His eyes were not friendly, his jaw and lips that never smiled told me to always be on guard.
I could always feel his eyes on me, and I know its him, or else my heart wouldn't be acting the way it was.
...
And yet, here I am, patting down the wrinkles on my skirt, as his car approached the Jet.
I was rather angry. It was my day off. I wasn't even on call. I told Jenna that I wouldn't come in today and that he'd have to find someone else.
Apparently this man didn't take "No" for an answer.
He had his personal body guard arrive at my door, and I wouldn't be too surprised as to how he got my address.
The scary man was ready to drag me from my house, I was driven to his private Aircraft and now I had to play hostess.
When he stepped out of the car, his eyes looked up to me.
Had he smiled or even acknowledged my presence, maybe I would be free to assume that he was happy to see me.