Dammy Dimples

In a world where fairness should reign, injustice often holds sway. It's a place where the innocent suffer, where hard work doesn't always lead to success, and where privilege trumps merit. It's a world that can break hearts, crush dreams, and leave scars that never fully heal. Yet, amidst the darkness, there's still hope – hope for change, for empathy, and for a future where fairness isn't just a distant ideal, but a lived reality for all.

But maybe that's not for me. After exchanging the rings I heaved a sigh of relief thinking that could be true, maybe there's truly hope somewhere.

" You may now kiss the bride", the priest permitted.

Every step he took towards me made me feel nervous, my heart pounding as fast as it could, and slowly he lifted my veil. I could bet I saw a smile for a second but it was immediately replaced with that of disgust on seeing me and he nearly puked.

I thought this would be the beginning of dreams and not a nightmare but this would even be my worst nightmare. Wedding days are supposed to be the happiest days right? But that's not the case for me. Who said this world was ever fair? That was a big lie, if it is, to what extent?

The Billionaire's Fashion Designer

" It's late, Mama", his deep baritone voice whispered into her ears and sent shivers down her spine. 


Her fingers grew weak and unable to cut further. 


There it was again, the feeling she felt the other night; there it was, rushing back, but this time, she might not give in to it. 


His breath was touching her neck, causing her to quiver, and he noticed. Her heart was beating so fast and hard, and her face was all red. 


' what's this feeling again?' she asked in her mind and touched her forehead with her palm. 


Christian immediately broke the hug and turned her to face him, "You're having a fever?" he immediately touched her forehead and neck and noticed a little bit of an increase in temperature. 


He checked her arms also and noticed the goosebumps and she was looking a little bit sweaty, 


" A minute." he immediately took his phone and dialed a contact. 


Chapter 112: Feelings and attractions