Just stories written while im on the toilet or in the restroom in general

After Ying Yue left the bathroom, Feng Yu stayed there depressed, scaring off females who actually needed to go to the bathroom. 

"Hey, you co-" suddenly the door slammed open from the outside and Zhang Wei came in brandishing a taser stick, "Feng Yu?" 

Zhang Wei quickly closed the door behind him before anyone else could see what was happening inside. 

"What are you doing here?" Feng Yu asked his friend as he came closer. 

"You're asking me? The person who is sitting on the floor in the female bathroom, hugging a pot plant and looking like some sketchy pervert just waiting to jump on an innocent lady?" 

Feng Yu just glared at him. 

Waving his hand around Zhang Wei quickly dismissed his earlier thought under the cold glare, "Ok maybe the pervert part is just my wild imagination, but it's really hard not to jump to conclusion when there's a grown man in a woman's bathroom. And what's with the pot plant?"

"... It's the last thing I saw Ying Yue touch" 

Zhang Wei was flabbergasted. "You're hugging the pot plant just because of that?" 

Feng Yu didn't answer. Once again drowning in his own thoughts.

"I came in because some girls went to security and reported a strange man within the bathroom. I came to check it out for the gossip, didn't think it would be you though. Just think of the headlines for tomorrow's news if it was someone else. 'Asia's Youngest Billionaire Camps in Ladies Bathroom'."

There was still no response from Feng Yu who was now sitting against the wall with the pot plant beside him. Zhang Wei threw up his hands exasperated. 

"Come on man, this was 5 years ago. Besides, the blame is yours to hold. You divorced her over a clearly photoshopped image" 

"I knew it was photoshopped" Feng Yu mumbled into his arm that was wrapped around his knees. 

"What? I didn't hear you"

Feng Yu raised his head, leaning his head against the wall. "I knew it was photoshopped before I divorced her". 

Now it was Zhang Wei's turn to be silent. . . then he exploded. 

"Then why? Why did you divorce her then? Why cause not only one heart to break but two?" 

"Because I saw it ok?" Feng Yu yelled back at him before calming back down. "The people at work always talk about her. Even though they keep silent when I was near, I heard. One day on when we were driving to a business meeting, I saw with another man on the street extremely intimate. The man I saw her with was the man in the photo. Despite the photo being photoshopped, it doesn't change the fact that she was with him". 

"So you divorced her" it wasn't a question, but a statement. 

"Yes" 

"You didn't let her explain" but before Feng Yu could say anything he cut in again "No, you let her explain. But you didn't listen". And there was nothing Feng Yu could have said to deny it. 

That day he thought he knew what she was already going to say, so he didn't listen. Looking at his friend, Zhang Wei knew Feng Yu understood. 

"In reality, you not listening was the problem. It's not a problem that can't be fixed, it's just you're not listening long enough to understand her" 

"What are you trying to say?" 

Zhang Wei sighed and reached his arm down for Feng Yu, pulling him up. Grabbing his friend's shoulder, he stared right into his eyes. 

"I'm telling you to apologise and tell her you love her before it's too late"

"It' already too late. She has moved on" Feng Yu mumbled back. 

Now Zhang Wei was stuck, having no idea as to how to encourage his friend further. He may have kept a smiling face on but inside he was thinking up of ideas like crazy. 

"So what if she moved on? That doesn't mean she has stopped loving you. In fact, if you apologise to her then among all the men who are chasing her, you have a greater chance of success" Zhang Wei stated excitedly. 

For the first time in five years, Feng Yu's eyes lit up in happiness. Zhang Wei watched his friend's expression and was relieved. Thank God, for the first time the nonsense he spouted was actually useful.

I think what hurts the most is when you give your all to someone. Through thick and thin, you're there for them. You stick with them no matter what. 

Then one day, they just give up. They won't even fight for you. The one thing you would never have done, they did with no hesitation. 

Walking across the room to the door, she raised her foot about to walk out. However, she paused and hesitated. Without turning her around she asked the question that has been on her mind since their separation.  

"Feng Yu, did you ever love me?"

"Don't worry, Boss, I promise to complete the mission!" Qu Changlin patted his chest and promised. He did not mind even if his boss was not there personally to see it, and he gave his promise first.
"I like your attitude, Changlin. That's why you are one of our Haunted House's best employees. That is why I've assigned you an important location like the bathroom. I hope you won't disappointment me."
"As long as he enters this scenario, I guarantee you that he will walk in but crawl out."
"The man is attention-detailed and very dangerous. I will disconnect my communication with you later to prevent your location from being exposed, but I will follow your movement through the cameras."
"Boss, I will not disappoint you." After Qu Changlin gave another promise, he was reminded of something. He lowered his voice to ask, "Boss, the closest scenario to mine is the Pen Spirit. Did something happen to Xiao Die?"
"Xiao Die is fine. Don't worry about other people, focus on your job! He is coming. I will wait for the good news in the surveillance room." The middle-aged man hung up soon. At the same time, the door of the bathroom creaked open.
…
"Why didn't the bathroom in the Haunted House get separated according to gender? This is too unprofessional." Chen Ge pushed open the door to Nightmare Academy's bathroom. A pungent smell immediately assaulted him. "Such a thick stench of disinfectant. What happened here that required so much disinfectant?"
Taking out the diary from his backpack, Chen Ge tried to find the answer from it, but to his disappointment, there was nothing useful from the entry about the bathroom. It only mentioned vaguely that something was hiding inside the fourth cubicle.
"According to the diary, the worker should be hiding inside the fourth cubicle. When the visitor walks past it, the worker suddenly jumps out, but won't that lower the scare factor?"
When Chen Ge first read the diary, he easily came up with a solution. If the worker was hiding inside the fourth cubicle, he would stand inside the third cubicle and observe the situation inside the fourth cubicle before making a decision. But once he walked into the bathroom at the end of the corridor, Chen Ge changed his mind. The smell of disinfectant there was really too heavy.
There had to be a reason that the bathroom had been arranged like that. Could it be to hide something? To use the smell of the disinfectant to hide the smell of something else…
"What kind of thing is both scary and smelly?" Chen Ge tried to come up with an answer as he walked into the bathroom. There were many cracks on the floor, and many creepy sentences were written unevenly on the wall. Occasionally, lizards crawled along the walls and ceiling, causing a rustling sound.
There was no window, and an old table lamp that gave off a red light was placed in the corner. Underneath the lamp was a small black box.
"What's this?"
Normally, such things would not be found inside a toilet. Chen Ge walked past the first cubicle and stopped next to the lamp. He reached out to open the little black box, and inside it was a note that read—Do you like our prank?
Underneath the note was a group picture. A bunch of children were looking at the camera nervously, and only the kid at the most edge was grinning like crazy. On the back of the picture, Chen Ge found another sentence—It was just a prank, bro.
"A prank, is it?" The diary gave little clues. Chen Ge did not know what theme of this scenario was. He picked up the strange box and placed it inside his backpack—he had a feeling that he would have a use for it later.
Chen Ge's action was being silently observed by a pair of eyes in the dark. The person could not understand the reasoning behind it. Inside the bathroom that was stinking and set up like a crime scene, why would anyone stuff a random object inside one's bag?
Holding the backpack with one arm, Chen Ge examined the table lamp again. He switched it on and off several times and left after ensuring that there was nothing wrong with it.
"The bathroom comprises of the sink and six cubicles. There are no other items in here, and there is nothing obviously wrong with the lamp. So, the person should still be hiding inside the cubicle." Chen Ge had experienced something similar at Mu Yang High School before. He did not feel fear, but his heart was surfeited by this feeling of déjà vu.
He opened the door of the first cubicle. It was thick with the smell of disinfectant. Chen Ge pinched his nose and examined the cubicle patiently.
He found complaints written on the walls of the cubicle.
"He made my clothes wet again today. I hate Xiao Lin!"
"Xiao Lin pulled the chair back when I tried to sit down, and it caused me to fall to the ground."
"Xiao Lin planted a frog inside my drawer! I'm going to puke!"
They were as mentioned earlier, pranks, but all of them mentioned Xiao Lin. The boy seemed to be the class prankster, and many classmates had fallen victim.
"There doesn't seem to be anything truly scary." Chen Ge scanned the words. The messages inside the cubicle appeared so innocent compared to the messages left at the Third Sick Hall.
He opened the door of the second cubicle. There were still many complaints, but unlike the ones inside the first cubicle, the children appeared to be more angered, and a small portion of them bordered on dangerous.
Then, Chen Ge opened the door of the third cubicle. Some of the messages had come up with a prank to revenge on Xiao Lin. They came up with this horror story about the fourth cubicle inside the toilet and 'accidentally' revealed it to Xiao Lin. Then everyone came up with various ideas to set up the bathroom, trying to get Xiao Lin back once and for all.
Through the snippets of messages on the wall, Chen Ge had a grasp of the whole situation. The messages alone would not be too scary, but combined with the third entry of the diary, it did sound quite spooky.
"Did Xiao Lin manage to leave the fourth cubicle in the end?" Chen Ge stopped before the fourth cubicle. This cubicle had been specially mentioned in the diary, so the scariest thing should be inside there. Perhaps when he opened the door, the students' prank would happen, or perhaps when the door opened, Xiao Lin would return.
However, none of that happened. When Chen Ge opened the door of the fourth cubicle, and to his surprise, there was a mirror placed inside the cubicle.
"These kids are quite creative." Chen Ge looked at the mirror stuck behind the toilet. The more he studied it, the more he realized that something was wrong. His reflection was not shown in the mirror. "Interesting, they have pasted a picture on the surface of the mirror?"
Chen Ge reached out to touch the mirror. When his fingertip was about to touch the surface, he suddenly heard a soft voice coming from above him, and then the back of his neck felt itchy. He lowered his head to study the mirror—there was nothing on the surface. The itch on the back of his neck grew more pronounced like a bug had fallen and was crawling there.


The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

"Go back to sleep. You're itching to go back to sleep so go ahead. Lay down on your bed until you drown in your sleep."

"I'll definitely get itchy if you don't wash my arms that you've just fantasize on."

"Now you're dreaming. I don't even like yo-"

"I know I'm irresistible but I won't be able to sleep with the stink of the fish sauce stuck on my arms."

"You're really thick-faced. Go wash it yourself, you're not paralyzed to do that."

"I thought you were my nurse."

"You're just taking things to your own advantage. Go talk to the wall."

"This is your fault so I have the right to demand. Wash my arms." she grudgingly laid down her tray of food and hauled him to the bathroom while gripping on his arm. This is really super, you're the one in the wrong and here I am approaching you to reconcile. You're too conceited.

Looking very high and mighty, sir? Hmp. If I was your brother, I'll really have you deported underneath a volcano. My brother, in his tyrant form, would not even do this to me and you? You're not even my relative, you almost killed me and you're the one acting up. Your arrogance...

"Are you trying to get revenge on me?" she heard him yell. She glared at him. Can I just kill you now?

"If I'll retaliate, they would be mourning your dead body now."

"Then quit the scrubbing, it's already hurting." she noticed his arm getting red from her firm scrubbing using a wet towel nearby. Hmpft. Don't care.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm just making sure that there's no hint of that fish sauce on your arm. You're skin looks sensitive when I last checked." she sarcastically replied.

"I don't have a sensitive skin. You just kept on scrubbing and now it's hurting." Duh! As if I care. Where's that alcohol, I want to put some alcohol here as well. When she can't find it, she snatched a towel from the door and dried both their hands.

"I think you can now resume your peaceful slumber your majesty. I will be leaving now. Sweet dreams." she grabbed her tray off food and swiftly left his room, leaving him standing by the bathroom. I may lose my appetite at this rate. She sighed, impossible guy. She did not see him smile behind her.

Kristoff called to check on her that night.

"Why are you still awake?"

"I got hungry,"

"You'll get fat."

"I don't care!" he chuckled.

"Fine. Eat as much as you want, you'd still be adorable for me." she smiled. This is why she always answers his calls, he never forgets to make her smile.

"I'll sleep later."

"Keep your phone on,"

"I don't have nightmares," she complained but still kept it on. She heard rustling papers until she fell asleep.


"Yumi, please, please, please. Do not forget to bring your phone with you and don't get too far as well. If you get lost again, I don't know what I'd do anymore." Mayu kept chanting Glenn's pleas to her when she went for her morning jog. She did asked for him to let her go for a jog this time which he agreed to when he found out that Chryxso is still sleeping and she's not just in for another sneaky plans.

She jogged around the village, saw some people along the way and got tired immediately so she decided to go back home. The boredom will kill me here. I need ideas. Ideas. I need to pee. Let's go home.

"That was fast." Glenn's voice snapped her from her reverie.

"You again? You gotta confess right now, are you stalking me?" he gently coughed.

"I'm keeping an eye on you." 

"Stalker."

"Bodyguard."

"Whatever. Stalker." he just laughed. She walked past him and went to the restroom. He's filling up a pail of water when she came out.

"I did not see anything interesting outside since I'm the only interesting person here. I decided to go home before admirers come crowding over me."

"Your might is causing some strong winds here" (1)

"I know." she approached him further. "Are you getting blown now?" he laughed again.

"Not really but I may need to fly away. The wind is starting to stink now."

"Shut up! I don't have a foul odor!" she left him laughing louder while he's still cleaning the car. She tried to sniff herself while walking towards the mansion. She noticed some of the helps whispering to each other when she entered. Not you too! She hurriedly ran to her room.

"Fine! I'll take  a shower now. You're all acquiring your boss's ugly attitude." she glanced at the guy's still closed door. That's a greedy sleeper there.


She's trying to comb her still damp her when she noticed that the guy's room is still closed. The guy sleeps like a log. What if the world comes to an end and he gets left alone here? Her mind is swirling with ideas. Well, I'll save myself and pray for his soul.

She decided to wake him up and turned the door knob gently. She froze with what she saw. He's sitting on the side of the bed beside Ellaine, they looked like they are in a deep conversation and from the reaction she saw, the conversation is going on a bad turn. She closed the door as stealthily as possible and walked out of the mansion again.

"You're going out again?" Glenn complained when he saw her walk past him. He's still not done washing the car.

"Yeah. I saw a cafe around the corner and wanted to get in but I'm too sweaty I decided against it," she tried to justify her actions.

"What about your admirers?" he may not have noticed the change on her mood so he still threw her a joke which she gladly replied.

"Leave them be. Just crash them with the car if they wrestle their way here." she heard him laugh again as she closed the gate.

She camped few meters from the gate. She remembered a car parked near the mansion when she arrived from jogging so it might have belonged to Ellaine. She plans to block her way so she can speak to her but the woman even stopped where she's hiding and opened the passenger door for her.


"Good morning! Are you busy?" she greeted her.

She was caught off guard. She did not expect that she's gonna be the one who'll approach her first. Hmp! I'm supposed to be the one scolding you. You're a bad person, you're trying to seduce Chryxso even when you're already married.

"Not really. I'm too bored. Why do you ask?"

"Can we have a talk?" she thought for awhile. I don't think there's anything wrong with me talking to her, this is going to happen sooner or later anyway.

"Sure. There's a nearby cafe around the corner. Err, do you drink coffee?"

"Yeah. I think I really needed one right now." her face grew sour. She walked to the passenger side and got inside the car. Silence enveloped the car as Ellaine parks the car in front of Sweetheart's Nosherry, the cafe she passed by earlier today.

"I have not formally introduced myself. I'm Ellaine," she extended her hand and she shook it.

"Yumi," the coffee they've order has been serve and the simultaneously sipped from their own cups.

1. An idiom usually indicating that the person is too arrogant.

Hi, I'm Mayu. No, I'm Yumi. Well, I'm Mayumi. I guess I'm both. I'm a nurse. I'm a writer. I'm still both. I'm single and ready to mingle. But I'm married? O-okay. I think I need to speak to my brother. Oh, you're not? Let me speak to my grandfather then. What? Why would I speak to him? He's my boyfriend? I thought I'm married. What's happening? I'm Mayu. Yumi. No. Hey! Who are they? Why are they here? This is my story. What's happe- *beep*

"Okay, let's go. I'm already tired as well. We will have dinner at home, right?" Li Shi Ying agreed almost instantly. The girl nestled inside Long Ao Zhen's arm as she admired her ring. If she got a media social right now she would take a picture of the ring and post it online. 
She just can't contain her happiness! 
"Mn. Dinner at home, cooked by Jiu Wei. Let's go, use the talisman. I'm sure that you are already tired. Let's talk about the wedding ceremony later, okay?" Long Ao Zhen rubbed Li Shi Ying's forehead affectionately before he asked for the talisman. 
His bunny was out for a whole day, she must be tired. She gotta take a hot bath, eat good food and go to sleep soon. That way tomorrow she could discuss the wedding ceremony. 
"Okay. Here we go" Li Shi Ying immediately took out a teleportation talisman and a while later, activated it. The two instantly disappear from the road leaving the beasts there to go back to Li Shi Ying's contracted space on their own. 
The higher realm, the crown prince residence. 
"Hufttt today is such a long day!" Li Shi Ying groaned as she threw herself to the bed once the girl arrived at Long Ao Zhen's residence. Of course, she teleported right to their bedroom so she could lay down first while waiting for dinner to be served. 
"Tired? How about you take a bath first, I'll arrange a room for all these planet miniatures while you are bathing" Long Ao Zhen walked toward the cabinet next to the bed as he spoke. 
The man then took out the earth miniature and placed it there. Since the miniature itself had anti-gravity force, it immediately floated around a few centimetres from the surface of the cabinet. 
The room was currently dark with only the moonlight coming through the balcony as the source of the light. It made the earth miniature gleamed beautifully, looking like a lamp. 
"Mn. I'll take a bath first." Li Shi Ying lazily got up from the bed. The girl then took off the scarf, the jacket and the knitted hat before throwing it to the bed just like what she always did in her original world. 
Li Shi Ying immediately called Baihu Sei and with her guidance, headed to the bathroom while Long Ao Zhen was busy contacting his servant to prepare a room for the miniature collections.
The man had just finished talking and was about to talk to Li Shi Ying when he realized that she wasn't there anymore. 
"Ying'er is at the bathroom?" Long Ao Zhen mumbled to himself while searching around the huge room. The man found no one yet could hear faint water splashing sound not far from the bed area. 
There's a huge bathroom behind the bed area separated with a wall and since the source of noise comes from the bathroom, Li Shi Ying would surely be there.
Hmmm...should he goes check on her and join her bathing? 
Long Ao Zhen contemplating for a while. The man was standing still as he thought hard whether to go or not. He wanted to see his bunny's beautiful naked body again but…
Since he couldn't eat her that would only be dangerous. He gotta wait for damn 5 years!
Long Ao Zhen rubbed his forehead feeling annoyed. Fine. He shouldn't go to the bathroom but cuddling with his bunny later won't be a bad idea right? Maybe he could seduce her a bit after he took a bath so she would please him later...
This thought made Long Ao Zhen was motivated to look good after taking a bath. Oral sex would be fine, right? 
The man's mind was already full of dirty ideas trying to 'persuade' his bunny so that he could relieve his sexual desire. Don't get him wrong, it's almost spring and usually isn't it a mating season? 
Well for dragons the beginning of each season was all a mating season. Even when it wasn't a mating season, dragons usually do it once every three days? The chance to get pregnant for dragons are higher when it is a mating season though. 
Long Ao Zhen was thinking hard when the door of the bathroom was suddenly opened and Li Shi Ying came out walking to the bed only using a piece of towel wrapping her body. 
Her hair was loosened down and it was still dripping wet. Drop after drop of water dripped to the floor as the girl took a step forward. The sound of a soft footstep echoed in the room snapping Long Ao Zhen out of his daze. 
"Ying'er-" The man was just about to call his bunny when his words got stuck in his throat, unable to come out once he saw the girl appearance. 
...what is she doing?? 
"Yes?" Li Shi Ying turned around gracefully, accidentally flipping her hair around adding a seductive vibe to her already seductive face. The girl was currently only wearing a short white towel around her body.
The towel barely covered her chest down to her private area but her thighs were exposed along with her pair of snow-white legs. Even the surface of her breasts could be seen a bit since the one looking at her was taller than her. 
The girl's dripping wet hair only made the appearance even 'worse'. The girl was already looking like a food ready to be cooked and now with the water droplets effect, it only made her look tastier under the dim light. 
This...is a trial! 
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COMPLETED SERIES

I'll find you even if we are worlds apart -Long Ao Zhen 

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Transmigrated into a trash body of general's daughter as female lead? Peh! Too mainstream! Transmigrated to be a villainess? Common! What about transmigrating and ending up as cannon fodder? Have read it before! 

From that many options to transmigrate how could she, Li Shi Ying a very ordinary English department college student, suddenly wake up in the crippled body of the female lead's ex-maidservant?! Heaven, this is too unfair! 

In this world where only the strong are respected, she can't cultivate? No problem! Dozens of high-rank spiritual beasts fight over protecting her! 

Beast Tamers are rare? Hmph! The beast language is her hometown language! 

Can't be an alchemist or array master? Who cares? She could just become a translator! Without a translator, all those rare jobs wouldn't even exist! 

Watch how she rules over the world without having a single bit of cultivation energy in her body! 

But, can someone please tell her how she suddenly became the Dragon Prince's wife? Momma, she wanna cry!!! 

This is a perfect story for those who are bored with the usual cultivation novel. 

Warning: Smut scene in chapters 7-9!! If you don't want to read it, just skip those chapters. 

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Treasca eased into the nearly too hot water with a pleased sigh. She had waited several minutes to be sure no one would come back, but after ten minutes she decided she may as well enjoy herself. The hot springs was larger than some lakes, and she wondered it it helped to warm the castle. 
Once she was throughly scrubbed she dressed in the robe once more before poking her head out of the giant wooden door. It was extremely heavy, but somehow she managed to pry it open. There was no one insight she considered going back in, and calling for Delyn, but she really wanted to be alone just then. She climbed the stairs having nearly no trouble finding her room again. She peered inside but it was quiet. The only change was the curtain was pulled back revealing a very large balcony that took up the entire wall. Mesmerized Treasca walked towards it looking out. There where tropical plants, birds, and trees so dense it looked like a rain forest. There was a large dome of glass that stretched for miles. There was even a waterfall with a huge river snaking through the massive garden. Treasca glanced behind her noticing a strange dress hanging from a hook on the bathroom door. Curious she went over to look at it more closely. It was real with silver clasps here and there. She wasn't sure she could even put it on, but it was far to pretty not to try. There where white pants she put them on first feeling a bit odd. She had never worn pants in her life, but they where quite comfortable. Then she slipped into the top only getting stuck for a few seconds. The undershirt was also white, and over that came the wonderful teal short dress like shirt. She also saw silver sandals had been set out for her the leather died to match the buckles. She looked in the long mirror in the bathroom had had to admit the outfit looked amazing as it felt. She quickly braided her hair, and walked over to the balcony again. She noticed to the left was a set of stairs that seemed to go down into the garden. She walked down them carefully holding on to the railing so she could look at the splendid scene before her. There where parrots, peacocks, and some birds with huge red plumes she had never seen before. Treasca had been to tropical places of course, but this was like nothing she had seen. There where benches along the path, and she sat just watching the waterfall just enjoying the moment of peace.

Brenton stalked toward Delyn the towel still tied around his waist.
"Not a word." Brenton said assessing the I told you so look on Delyn's face. "Where you able to get her name?" Brenton continued marching up the states in a bit of a huff. Delyn said nothing making Brenton whirl around.
"Oh for gods sake you can say that damned word!" He roared in frustration. He knew Delyn was having an internal laugh at him judging by the smirk on his sergeant's lips.
"Her name is Treasca, my lord." Delyn said with a bow. Brenton nodded continuing up the stairs. He rather liked that name, it sounded very exotic. 
"I would like you to bring her to me tomorrow morning." Brenton said distractedly his mind was still thinking about their exchange. He could see her point of view despite empathy absolutely not being one of his strengths. "She may have the rest of the evening to herself today, but tomorrow we will spend time..." Brenton cut off what exactly should he do with her. He of course had some ideas, but she had seemed very opposed to his advances of an amorous nature. They would of course have to consummate their union eventually, but for once in his very long life he was going to be patient for someone else.

Matt was spooning me in place. He held me close to confirm the first of the many mornings we'd be like this. His body felt so warm against me, his chest hard against my back. I could feel his warm breath in my neck and I held on to his arm, feeling safe. 

He was still asleep beside me, the constant rise and fall of his chest an indication that he was at peace. 

That was how I felt. At peace. From the moment I closed my eyes, naked in his arms after a round of intimacy, I fleeted straight through the night and into this morning. I remembered nothing of my dreams and I barely moved. 

He opened his eyes and smiled at me. I couldn't help but smile back at him, my senses knocked off by the moment. How could I deny him a sweet greeting when he gave me the most perfect way to start my day? 

"Good morning, babe," he whispered, his hand reaching for my cheek. 

"Good morning." I laughed, unable to contain myself. "You are not supposed to be here at this time."

He laughed with me, turning to his back and gripping his nose bridge between his thumb and forefinger. "I know. I was supposed to sneak out at dawn."

It was past 7 in the morning. Students would be lining up in the hallways soon to get to practice and summer classes. And they would notice him when he left my room still in his BRATs jersey. 
"Breakfast?" He pulled me to him and tucked my head under his chin. 

A part of me wanted to scram out of the room and work. I had wasted a couple of days already and hadn't worked on the photo wall Geo needed to be scouted. But for the most part, I wanted to stay in bed with Matt. 

"Mmmm-hmmm." I nodded, but my eyes were begging to close and my mind wanted some more rest. I knew if I gave in, I would doze off for a good couple of hours more and miss a lot of ruckus in the playing fields – something that Geo didn't deserve. So I pushed myself off the bed and Matt groaned, doing the same.

Putting on his pants, he turned to me. It was the first time I'd actually see his body and at 20, he had one that would turn the eyes even of women in their thirties. 

I had my towel wrapped around my chest, but I still felt too naked for his eyes. I crossed my arms on my shoulders and he laughed. I didn't really have a perfect body, though I exercised on my free time. Some cardio here and there never gave anyone the fittest, leanest and most toned bod, but it was enough for me. Although, I had curves in the right places and a slightly bigger size of breasts to match. I was soft all over, too, which was something not a lot of jocks looked for.  

"I think that won't be necessary from here on," he said as he kissed my forehead. He went straight to the bathroom.

I nodded and felt my cheeks warm up to the sound of his voice as he hummed inside. It reminded me of last night. His quiet moans as I moved with him. His groans as he drew nearer to his release. I remembered everything. Even the short sharp pain of his first thrust – proof of the years that went by without the pleasure of another experience after Scott.

"You okay?" he asked as he began putting his shoes on. 

I nodded again, sitting on my study chair quietly. 

He looked at his phone and seeing a certain message, he groaned. He looked at his watch and walked over to give my forehead another kiss. "I can't treat you to breakfast right now. They guys are looking for me. I'll see you tonight?" 

"Yes, please," I said, though I wasn't sure I'd be able to make it to an early dinner. 

I had a plan for the photo wall and if Geo would pull it off, I'd be busy from here on until tomorrow night. 

He put on his jersey and left, just as immediately as he came in the night before. 
And once again, the room was quiet.  

I couldn't tell whether that was the reason my chest began to tighten all of a sudden or the fact that Matt didn't even stay long enough to have breakfast with me. And we just spent the night having sex and holding each other. 

What were lovers supposed to do in the morning, anyway? Take showers together like the couples on TV? Have breakfast in their bathrobes and have coffee? Then again, this wasn't the movies, and like Matt, I didn't have that much time to spare. So I guessed he was off the hook this time. No matter the heavy feeling that still besieged me after my shower.

Shaking the thoughts out of my head, I fired up my laptop and reviewed all the photos I already had. I needed to take more pictures of him. That was what Ms. Rivera said the photo wall needed: more pictures of Geo so he'd be scouted. 

I used up an hour just re-mapping photo ideas. I used some of the ideas Matt fed me through the interview I videotaped of him last night. He said some great things, especially about his brother. Reviewing his words now, I wondered if Geo knew how much his brother loved him. 

With this on hand now, everything should be a breeze, and finally, I had found a nice, firm direction for what I wanted to present. It could tell a story far different from the one I actually first mapped out, but something a bit more inspiring. 

I called on Geo and asked if we could require all teams to have team photos with their mascots, and he agreed to help. I smiled, knowing I was on my way to accomplishing something really remarkable for both the school and for Geo. 

"Thank you," Geo said as soon as he met me for lunch at our favorite spot. 

My head was beginning to ache from the hangover and the lack of breakfast. He scolded me for not having eaten anything since I woke up, but I couldn't help it. I was dead on set to finish what I started. I only had a few days left since the opening. 

He brought with him some sandwiches from the coffee shop we loved and I felt so relieved he remembered what I ate and didn't. He got me a turkey sandwich with jalapeño and string cheese – my favorite – which I nibbled on immediately after taking it out of its paper box. 

"I knew you wouldn't leave me alone in this," Geo teased as he handed me my coffee. 

I nodded, swallowing a mouthful. "I'm doing this for your brother."

"I know, I know." He chuckled nervously, placing hand behind his neck. "Still. Thanks."

"So do we have the schedule ready?"

"Yeah." From his satchel, Geo retrieved a black notebook where he supposedly wrote what I asked him to. "We'll start at 3PM."

I nodded again, not knowing whether it's because of my lunch or the fact that I no longer need to gather the teams myself. But just as I was about to take the last bite, I heard Jazz's voice, echoing across World Park.  

"Zoey Penelope Anderson, you liar!"

Oh, no. I was totally busted.

All Zoey Penelope Anderson wants as a college freshmen is to move on to sophomore year, date soccer god Mattheus Estevez once more, and free herself from the clutches of her twin brother Zach. 

Simple as those sounded, they just aren't easy to grab. Or at least not without the help of Geovanne Estevez, Mattheus' twin brother and her detention buddy, who vows to do everything for her.

But how do you choose between brothers whose love for you seem to know no bounds? And is Zoey's choice really enough, now that she faces a cheerleader-enemy and her fears to save the people she cared for and loved from the demons of their past?

*****
Heat level 1 and then raised to 3 from Chapter 80 onwards. Please take caution.

Cover photo is copyrighted to K.Laurea.

At tommorow morning she used to wake up early she saw him sleeping like a small kid she used to touch his jaw line as she touched he used to wake up she said good morning he greet him back with beautiful morning as per the rule of alfea the party should be for two days and nobody has to allow to go outside so her parents doesn't panic for her ....she used to wake up and h make herself stand her ankle just twisted she used to fall in the floor but he catch her correct time he gently whispered on her ears little mouse you can't be careful for your self she want to reply him back but she knows if she try to say anything then he don't let her go so she just keep quite and walk towards the bathroom she used to take shaver but she forgot to bring towel with her current mood she wnt to cry very loud at her stupidity she the she used to call him softly Jimmy are you in the room he said he replied yes she said pls get me a towel he used to say in teasingly tone I don't have towel if u want u can come out naked she shouted u jark he used to calm her ohk little mouse you have another option you should wear my t shirt and come out she said fine give me a t shirt of yours he used to give her a black t shirt which hide her lower thighs she used u come out he just saw her without blinking eyes on her he used to come towards her she teasingly said bathroom will be at that side she used to laugh and bite her lower lips he used to hold her with her waist and place him to the corner of the wall that's was a glass wall she can she how passionate he was for her as he kissed her from back of her neck  she used to push him towards bathroom and said go and get ready he used to said for this I will take revenge from you little mouse after 20 minutes he come out from the bathroom he used to wrap a towel around his waist he just come out and go behind Annam and hug her tightly she could feel her private part she used to said let me go but he doesn't want to let her go off but unfortunately at that time his phone start ringing it was Mike he used to take call and asked wht happened Mike he said did you forgot we have to go at a meeting of your dad you have to attend that he just forget about that he said ohk I will be there within 20 minutes he asked Mike about Natasha he said she will be going for shopping and spa then he used to said tell her she would also have a company of Annam  he said ohk I willl inform her then the call cut. He said you are really lucky little mouse today now u have to go with me so go and get change he also go and change ....her is wearing a white and golden formal with make him like a king she used to wear a short hoodie her stomach is visible it only hide her upper part and she pair it with a denims jeans black colour which make her pure elegant he used to at basement and she used to come after him he saw her wearing the  hoodie he used to be furious because anyone is able to see her stomach he want to hide every part of her body with others he used to scold him to change but she said she is not going to change know he drove car very fast she used to ask him where we are going he said nothing then she used touch him on his inner thighs were we are going he said if you don't stop here then I will make sure not to leave u tommorow at alfea she used to take her hand back and sit properly he used to ask him when you buy this hoodie she said nothing planting a pout face as she was angry he park the car at the parking coz he reached to their hotel where they are he used to grab her and pull her towards his thigh and make her sit on his thigh he used to kissed her and bite her lips and used to touch her waist and butts he saw Mike and Natasha coming towards them he used to leave her and both come out from the car they all greet eachother after that  Mike and Jimmy go towards the Mike car as they go with that and Natasha Annam used to go with Jimmy car he told Natasha not to drive fast as Annam is used to got with her Natasha said buddy I will take care of her . They all left the parking they both drove towards office and they both towards spa Natasha already booked two booking for both of them she used to talk about him she is blushed so but Annam talked about Natasha and Mike she used to tell whole story . They reached at parking and park the car then they take elevator and reached at  3 floor of mall there used to go for spa Natasha used to colour some of her  hairs with royal blue she used to look really good Annam used to highlight some of his hairs Carmel brown she is looking fabulous . After spending 3 hour at spa they used to come out and both compliment to each other after that they used to go for shopping Natasha used to buy some night dress , shorts & t shirts Annam don't want to buy something but Natasha force her to atleast buy something for herself then she used to buy shorts and a crop hoodie  but Natasha buy a suprise for her she used asked her what's this she said wear it at nyt surprise for u as well as for him it was a night dress  then they reached towards then food counter and oder for pizza ,chicken soup, garlic bread they both used to it after paying bill  both reached towards the car as they going to open the door they saw some gaurd were standing in front of them blocking there space  Natasha used to ask something the gaurd point towards Annam maam pls come with us coperative with us otherwise we have to take u force fully Annam has an anxiety features if some try to touch without her permission she used to be unconscious and faint she is taking her steps back as someone from back side of her used to said maam pls come with us she used to be in fear saying pls stop don't touch me  Natasha used to help her but some hit her from back she used to be faint  as they boys knows where the girls were after completing work they used to go their to gave them suprised but when they reached they saw what was happening Mike and Jimmy loosing their temper as they both have high temper . Mike belong to  the Underworld he thought because of him something going to be happened with them but that's was not true as they want to take Annam with they they both get out of the car Mike go and check Natasha Jimmy asked in cold tone he used to and grab the hand of the gaurd who is going to touch Annam he break his hand as he  she is loosing her conscious she grab her another gaurd asked him politely sir please we don't want to create any drama she has to come with us our boss want to meet her ...he used to call his gaurds they come and he ordered them to take all of them to basement do everything except killing them . He used to carry her to the car and driver towards his penthouse he call his female friend she is a doctor to look her as he take her to the bed room she was in all sweat with fear he was she used to come before them wht happened to her she asked he said I don't know alisha please check her she said ohk u can go out right now he used to go out she used to check she gave her  injection then she used to go out he asked what happened to her Alisha she told him about her anxiety and said him may be for sometime she used to fear with you after wake up he said a gaurd to go with her she used to go he ran towards the bed room and saw she was not their he used to knock the bathroom door Annam are you there tell me she used to cry under cold shower he could hear that she said don't come near me otherwise I do something he is outside thinking lots of bad ideas he said open the door otherwise I will break the door and he break with the loud bang ! 
He used to saw her she is totally wet and crying in terror/fear he used to go near her she can't listen him he call her name and hugg her tight so she again be in conscious now she realised what was happening she said what I am doing with you here she come out with bathroom she used to look him bathroom and change the clothes after that open the door he said little mouse I don't know you have such type of anxiety then how could you be with me she stomping her feet you throw a pillow on his face ..... Evening time is started he call to Mike to check about Natasha he said she is fine so after the heavy day they planned for dinner .

"Being poor is a mindset and once one relinquishes those ideals, they will find themselves in the abundance of wealth."

As I read that statement for the third time, only two words settled in response to it: Bull Crap. Normally I would gently set down a book but this time, this specific literature requires a special toss into the garbage bin. If a mental state is all that it took to accomplish exiting the "status" of poverty, would it not have already been eradicated?

 After the priceless book found its way into a corner of my room, I glanced at my rented apartment in hopes that I could have woken up from a dream or even better, I was now wealthy enough to move from the small space that was encompassed by four walls. 

I could see the futon that lay in my living room which was three steps away from the kitchen which was a couple of steps from the bathroom. The walls were so thin that I could hear the animals in the alleyway clearly. My neighbours, which seemed more like noisy roommates, were trying to whisper to one another so that no one else heard them. The problem was that whispering did not really lower my abilty to hear them. Surprisingly though, the chatter from the different floors of the building and outside were doing a better job at canceling out the noise. 

"Aaagg!" I attempted to stretch my agitation away to no avail. I was neither sore nor bored. I was just tired of the many attempts to increase my net worth. Currently, I own nothing and my bank statement will show that I owe them money. With my best guess, I persume my net worth is possibly in the negative.

My parents passed away when I was about 11 years old and I have been living on my own for 9 years now. Being the only child and not having an inheritance was not part of the positive list either. I did not complete any schooling and sold my last piece of furniture to pay for the next two months of rent. I have exactly enough to feed myself for 3 weeks. Which was actually better than most days. 

If there was a silver lining, it was that I lived alone and did not need to share the space with anyone else. Though a robber would find it easier to get through the wall than the door, this small space is where I called home. It was safe but always felt temporary. 

I am now at the height of the entrepreneurial curve that comes on average fours times a year. I did not have to worry about the necessities and could solely focus on making money to push the date of my inevitable end a bit forward. 
 
"How should I make money this time?" I thought as I pulled out a piece of paper. This paper was more valuable than anything I possessed combined. It represented the pleasant times before the death of my parents. My father would leave early in the morning not knowing what he would bring back at the end of the day. He would stop by, have lunch with us, hand my mother some cash and leave with the same energy he had in the morning. 

My father would always baffle me since I have never seen him sick, ill or even tired before he came home late at night. Everyday, I would find a boundless energy surging through him that put an endless smile on my mother's face. But as I got older, those memories kept feeling stranger and more unreal. Throughout the years, I got tired, sick, injured and even unconscious.

If my father was a human being, did that mean that I did not gain his wondrous genes. I guess it is just another inheritance that was not mine. 

This piece of paper had the many ideas I would right down during my free time. They were the creative ways to make money and help my parents when the time came. I had even shown it to them during lunch and my fondest memory is their reaction: 

"One of those ideas will make you a man amongst men." My mother loveingly said as she passed the paper to my father. He smiled then continued to add, "Hold it close. We look forward to celebrating your success together." 

Without realising it, tears were running down my cheek. My parents did not flatter me unjustly and spoke the truth in a way that aroused my passion for success. My dreams, that were approved of, were on this paper. 

Struggling from the life of a poor man, our lead needs to find out how to make money and sustain his dream life style.

Seto woke to panicked knocking and an arm draped over his torso. "Mr. Kaiba! Are you all right?" Roland's voice boomed through the bedroom door.

"I'm fine," Seto yelled back.

Joan rolled away from him and pressed a pillow over her exposed ear.

Seto glanced at the hotel's bedside clock. Shit. His alarm was on his phone, which he had left in the bedroom he'd intended to sleep in.

"Sir, your speech starts in five minutes."

Seto thought fast. "Have Mokuba stall."

"Yes, sir."

Seto stumbled into the adjoining bathroom. He urinated and ran a wet cloth over his face, then realized his comb and toothbrush were in another bathroom. On his way to the opposite end of the suite, he looked down at Joan's sleeping form and said softly, "What have you done to me, whore?"

Seto dressed and performed a facial hygiene routine. His and Joan's mingled sweat would have to stay, for now.

Roland remained silent on the elevator ride down, leaving Seto alone with his thoughts. Last night came back to him in bits and pieces. Exploding mere seconds after donning the first condom. Her insisting that she was worth more than that and getting him worked up again. Hearing Marc's voice on speakerphone had driven him to a new level of madness. It reminded him that, although he'd paid the woman in bed with him, she wasn't under his control. It was an endless series of re-matches, summoning the dragon between his legs and unleashing white lightning. Every release was accompanied by a caveat of denial. She'd had better. Three out of four virgins could last longer than he could, and when he asked about her sample size, she merely smirked as if it had been two thousand. He lasted considerably longer in subsequent bouts, but it was never enough for her.

Seto had begun to question whether the other prostitutes were merely stroking his ego when they told him how big he was, how good he tasted. She gave him none of that. He hadn't intended to fall asleep with her, had intended to remind her of her place, ditching her like the others. However, he'd been so exhausted by the end of it that he'd collapsed and shut his eyes, just for a moment, and then Roland was pounding on the door.

As Seto stepped into the Hyatt's Grand Banquet Hall, he instantly regretted volunteering to kick off the Silicon Valley Game Developers Summit with a keynote address. Fifteen hundred representatives of over seven hundred game companies from all over the world sat breakfasting as Mokuba expounded on the importance of having a vibrant and diverse office culture.

Mokuba saw Seto come in but continued to talk until the story he was weaving reached its natural conclusion. Seto leaned against the back wall, using every precious minute to collect his scattered thoughts. "And now I proudly present to you the man who started it all, the patriarch of Domino City, the master of dragons, the CEO of Kaiba Corporation and my older brother: Seto Kaiba!"

The room burst out clapping and Seto strutted up the center aisle, his white trench coat swishing with his stride. As he approached the stage, he exchanged nods with Mokuba. Once behind the podium, however, his planned speech no longer made sense to him. As he gazed upon the sea of faces, a new understanding coalesced in his mind.

"I'd like to . . . thank Mokuba for all his innovative ideas and invaluable insight in managing Super Kaiba Megacorp. He's been on the front lines since day one proving to me that taking risks pays off. Making connections with strange and eccentric people pays off. That's what we're here to do these next two weeks. Introduce yourself to people who intimidate you. Listen to people you think are beneath you. They might surprise you by flipping the script on you. Now, on behalf of the organizers of this event, I welcome you all to the Silicon Valley Game Developers Summit!"

Applause and cheering followed Seto off the stage. Mokuba ran to Seto and hugged him. Surprised but pleased, Seto wrapped his arms around his younger brother.

Mokuba wanted to thank Seto for the show of faith, for letting him not only run the show but for being supportive after the chips were on the table, but Mokuba wasn't supposed to be on that stage in the first place. Instead, he said, "Seto, what happened?"

"That whore happened."

"Oh yeah, that one . . . Seto?"

"Yes?"

"You um, kinda smell."

When CEO Seto Kaiba propositions Joan, she expects a one-night stand, but he and his brother keep coming back for more. Now the Kaiba brothers want an heir from her and will pay any price to get it. How do Joan’s husband and boyfriend feel about her new profession? More importantly, how do they handle public scrutiny?

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