“Thank you, sir. But still, can I know his cabinet? I have to inform him,” I told him.“You seem so tired. Come to my room first. Drink some wate...,” he said and opened a door room. Outside there was a nameplate that read ‘Varun Krishnan, General Manager.’ I followed him into the room and let the door close itself.He handed a glass of water to me and asked, “You seem like a dutiful wife. How long are you both married?” He sat down on his chair and started searching for something.“We got married. They’re still together.Mom says that love conquers all. I know that’s trite, but she believes it. Dad believes it. We go to church, and you know what the church teaches, but if you look around you’ll see how many people don’t take that message to heart.So I have a goal. I may be reaching for the stars, but we’re meant to reach. We’re meant to keep our eyes on the divine.I am not going to be diverted by some eighteen year old jock whose parents gave him his very own new pickup truck.LenaOkay, I. In my late forties with no usable skills; No family to speak of; No place I could still call home; I was fucked...That's when Archie showed what a true friend he really was. He met me at the prison gates and took me to a really, really posh hotel where we were met by two of the most gorgeous, dirty-minded hookers a man could ever wish for. It wouldn't have mattered to me at that time if the two of them had been ancient old hags with no teeth and saggy tits, but fucking hell!. - They really were. ’ Harper fixed her eyes on his as the surrounding storm’s energy waned, and flashed a grin. She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed. Suddenly she gasped, ‘Oh my god Dylan—your leg! I was scared he hurt you when he pulled you off the bench. Are you okay?’ He stretched his thigh and replied, ‘When I first hit the ground, it hurt like hell, now it’s only a dull throb.’ He chuckled before becoming more serious. ‘I’ll take an ibuprofen tonight, and it should be fine by morning.’ Around them,.