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From desk to date ; A billionaire romance.

Chapter 5 SMELL OF BOOKS

Word Count: 2265    |    Released on: 13/10/2024

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r some new tales. Pushing the creaky door open, she ma

ian, a lovely woman with glasses. She was holding the l

d, shaking her head. "People were not returning them for months, mayb

eyes ope

on't they understand t

rarian

people forget what it

h some books t

s and the failing light. But somewhere among the yellowed pages of

iscreetly passed a book out the window to an a

went up to the thief. "Hey there,excu

your own business, you nosy pa

anyone actually steals from a library! Th

just a goody-goody.

op

I get caught, keep yo

and left the library, in a rush to ge

arian asked surprised as she br

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as she closed

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she sat up in bed, clutching her stomach. Looking around her messy room, she remembered th

rself as she forced herself to stand up. She stumbled out of her room and

ease!". Lea said weakly, pointing to the

d" Damien whined with a

Lea snapped, feeling her patience wearing thin. She didn't have the

for her diary. Her white bedsheets spic and span, little neon lights with her name on

r, documenting her thoughts and feelings on paper. It

have schi

rowned in confusion. She couldn't find it. She furrowed her brow and began to rummage

it here,

this morning as we

the one for the previous night already. The d

et about it. She opened her diary to a blank page and

was whispe

you'll

beat was loud enough to ech

I sat up in bed, my feet touching the terribly cold flo

Instagram. It was Anderson, her lover. He had been trying

, which was full of saccharine

ing or taking my calls. Tell what I did wrong and I'd make up for it. I miss you pumpkin, I Miss your lips on mine, I miss your sweet contralto moans, your s

fore – the flowery words, the empty promises. It was all a faca

tinued to write in her diary, trying

of answers. And with pai

wave of exhaustion wash over her. She decided to take a nap

felt disgusted by men like Anderson. They were charming and attractive, at least on th

t understand why. It was a puzzle that she couldn't s

arily, she remembered how vulnerable she was to him a few weeks ago. At this point, she was convinced

en somebody disgusts me in

soft taps o

's t

y ass,

aughing out loud. You kn

ure we would al

tting way thic

I want to tel

h, a

s said in between c

m" Léa

o the lib

ged again. Picking up the phone,

egory started

otificati

, miss, how are y

ough down with headache

ll see a

ent

g wildly till a hand

f at the library and you aren't even

Anaïs, I was distracted,

ichaelides as you recommended to me before I

orbell

rest must be in the laundry , I told the

ractions agai

listen once

returned with a box

liver

present,

but fro

le note on its top. Infuriated, she had

r

the migraines and nauseating feelings unless you've been seeing someone. Lol.

lex g

s Ale

I unwr

s dilated with sur

age,a warm comforting bowl of homemade chicken noodle soup garnished with parsley and thyme. A chill bottle of sparkling wate

from?" Anaïs ask

only s

r baby girl, I ne

ldn't share

and leaned o

door on yo

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June,

id

est

abor day is

re to take

iling away time with those fr

en he found out I ordered

to bath

t

h l

ila

ly sound,the rustling of p

h the diary ent

was his delivery man, informing him that the package he had sent to Léa Garnier had been successfully d

an, I'd send the money for his service to

e ,

ll, I don't want to be patronizing this man anymore, he doe

ir, consid

f his suit, his fingers brus

it on

e you lat

ivery m

it. It was a note, written in elegant

ant to ki

summer

im rec

o brush

him br

his,

to fe

st in

oke his

up again

t melt

meday and he'

ngs to anot

craved a vulnerable, intimate connection with someone, but life had not been kind in that regard. He sighed, feeling a pang of loneliness in his chest. He neede

hone

as ca

ook so well and you're so thoughtful, damn. Everything was just perfect

he other day, Léa. The

really appreciate it. You'

smile at her words, feeling

ersation flowing effortlessly. But as the hours passed, Léa's repl

hether to do

d

still

espo

too eager. The thought of being seen double texting his secretary

on, he couldn't shake the feeling of vulnerability that had settled in his heart, a longing for some

s lost diary entries cause what in t

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