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BITTER HEART HIDDEN DESIRES

In the world of BITTER HEART HIDDEN DESIRES, a complex web of young adult emotions and modern romance unfolds. This story explores the delicate balance between public personas and the private longings that characters keep buried deep within. As relationships are tested by past wounds and current pressures, the protagonists must navigate a path through their internal conflicts to discover if true connection is worth the risk of vulnerability.
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Chapter 2

Ariana's pov

I got down from my car and swayed my hips and also going through my phone while going to my office.

I didn't know that someone was in my front because I was concentrated on my phone until the person stepped on my new diamond shoe.

"Wtf... is he blind" I thought.

I didn't even look at the fool before I started talking.

"Are you blind?? You stinking thing, I think you must be silly to be in this surrounding in the first place" I said.

And that was when I decided to take a look at the idiot.

But to my utmost surprise he is my colleague... .he works in accounting department.

I don't care!!! I don't really care if is my colleague.

He have to say sorry for this.

"Miss,you are stupid....I don't know why they employ a fool like you here, you are supposed to be in the market ranting, Idiot" he said and walked away.

I was speechless immediately he left.

It was just like a movie to me.

I couldn't talk.

that stinking thing had the audacity to talk to me anyhow

"Wait oooo, is it me that he is talking to or someone else" I said to my self and bursted into laughter.

"Hmmm this guy does not know me, if he knows me he won't talk to me in that manner" I thought.

And I walked to my office angrily.

I don't know why I have so many nuisance as my colleague.

Kidwell's pov

That girl is so rude..... OMG does she thinks she is the only one around here.

Have noticed her since have started working here that she is very proud.

But I will make sure I deal with her. so that in her next life she will know how to talk to someone.

She thinks she is the only one here,she thinks she is the only one that can talk.

I thought and smiled as I walked into my office.

Ariana's pov

The next day........

I slowly opened up my eyes, and I remember vividly what happened yesterday how I came to Chris house to spend the weekend after work yesterday.

I caught Chris staring at me. He was so engrossed that I had to question him if there was something on my face.

"Is there something on my face, why are you staring at me like that?" I imagined and yawned. He didn't remove his Gaze, rather he patted his long lashes and took in his lips, showing off his dimples. "Why ain't you talking?" I sat up on the bed and used the duvet to covered up my body.

"How was your night?" He asked then stood away from me..

"It was fine" I answered.

"So babe how are we going to spend our weekend" I asked.

"So have been thinking we should go for shopping" he replied.

"Hmmm" I said and smiled.

And before I knew it he came and kissed me on my lips and I quickly reciprocated.

"I love you" he said.

"I love you too" i replied....

"I thank God that make me to cross path with him" I thought and smiled.

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