Lisa got to her door and she inputted her passcode on the keypad beside the door, punching the numbers softly into it.with a quick press of the OK button, she heard the familiar click of the door unlocking.As the door swung open, Lisa stepped inside, the warmth of her apartment enveloping her like a familiar embrace. She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the tension of the day melt away as she closed the door behind her.Lisa kicked off her shoes and hung up her coat, feeling a sense of peace settle over her as she moved through the familiar routine of coming home.With a contented sigh, she made her way to the living room, sinking into the comfortable couch with a sense of relief where she saw her friend,Jessica, seated and hurriedly jumped up immediately she saw herJessica was seated in the living room, her expression troubled as she paced back and forth, her thoughts consumed by the dilemma she faced. When she heard Lisa's footsteps, she turned to face her, her features etched

Mello looked up to see the familiar face standing before him, their features softened by a warm smile." I'll take my seat then" she said and settled into the seat opposite him.She leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she reached for one of his fried potatoes." Do you mind if I steal one of these? They look too good to resist." She smiled.Mello chuckled, nodding in approval as he pushed the plate of potatoes towards her. "Go ahead, help yourself. I have plenty to share."With a grateful smile, she plucked a potato from the plate and popped it into her mouth, savoring the crispy texture and savory flavor. "Mmm, these are delicious. You always did have a knack for knowing the best delicacies to get at any spots, even at college"Mello beamed with pride, his heart swelling with affection at her compliment "Thanks. I'm glad you think so. It's nice to have someone to share them with.""And wait, don't tell me you still can't recall this face " she leaned forward, her c

It was almost mid day as Reece patrolled the corridors of the Ashley Group, his mind buzzed with the weight of recent events. Despite being found not guilty, the accusations had left a stain on his reputation. Each step echoed the rhythm of his determination to prove himself once again, to rebuild the trust that had been tarnished. As Reece continued his patrol, a nagging sense of unease crept over him like a shadow. His instincts, honed through years of vigilant protection, whispered warnings in the back of his mind. Something wasn't right, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.He scanned the corridor, his eyes darting from shadow to shadow, searching for any sign of trouble. The familiar sights and sounds of the people were all around him—the soft hum of conversation, the click of heels on polished floors—but beneath the surface, there was a tension he couldn't ignore.Reece's hand instinctively drifted to the concealed holster at his waist, fingers brushing against the reas

Lisa's brow furrowed in confusion. "I didn't send any message," she said to herself." you were saying? " Ray asked and her eyes widened in response." Nothing" she smiled but he could tell it was not sincere.Ray's heart sank at the realization, a wave of embarrassment washing over him as he watched her face and he suspected she must have been crying.It was almost evening and yet ,he felt like not leaving her to herself." Uhm, won't you invite me in ?"he said , breaking the silence that ensued between them.Her eyes widened in surprise " uhm sorry" But before he could retreat, Lisa offered him a warm smile. "Oh sorry, please come in," she invited, stepping aside to let him enter.Ray's spirits lifted at her invitation, and he followed her inside, his eyes darting around the cozy interior of her home. The atmosphere was welcoming, with soft lighting and comfortable furnishings that exuded a sense of warmth and hospitality.Ray's eyes widened in surprise as he stepped into Lisa's li

As Sir Ren strode into his opulent establishment in the heart of Los Angeles, the grandeur of his domain greeted him like an old friend. The marble floors gleamed under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers, casting a luxurious ambiance over the room. The air was filled with the subtle fragrance of exotic flowers, mingling with the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee.With an air of confidence befitting a man of his stature, Sir Ren made his way to his lavishly furnished office, adorned with antique furniture and adorned with priceless artwork. As he pushed open the intricately carved door, his eyes fell upon the figure of his waiting client, bathed in the sunlight streaming through the ornate windows."Ah, you're here," Sir Ren exclaimed with a grin, his voice echoing with authority and warmth as he crossed the room to take his seat behind his mahogany desk. Caleb, the client, returned Sir Ren's smile with equal warmth, his eyes alight with anticipation as he extended a hand in greet