《Loving Marcello》Chapter Seventeen
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"Scooch over, Marie, you're such a bed hog." I mumble, half asleep and turning around, facing the opposite direction of Marie.
"Wasn't aware that was my name." Comes a grumble, causing me to sit up so quickly, my head spins a bit.
"You're not Marie." I muse groggily.
"I'd sure hope not." He states seriously.
Squinting my eyes at him, I decide to ignore his existence and flop back to a laying position to try and get more sleep in. I don't know what time it is, and I don't care, it feels way too early to be awake.
Marcello sighs, and I can feel the bed adjust to the absence of his weight as he stands, padding over in an unknown direction.
I turn away from the direction he was going, facing the wall. I guess that's why I didn't see him coming back with a cup full of water as he raised it over my head and released it's content all over my sleepy self.
I sit back up a little too quickly, but find the strength to glare at him.
"What the heck, dude?!" I exclaim through gritted teeth.
He shrugs nonchalantly, "You wouldn't get up."
"You didn't ask me to, jerk!" I say incredulously.
"I didn't have to. We both know that you wouldn't have listened to me, and it would have resulted like this in the end anyway." He says, sounding bored.
"Not true!" I lie.
"Then tell me, would you have gotten up if I'd asked?" He asks, actually seeming to be interested in my answer.
"....No." I finally admit, but regret it whenever he makes a sound of triumph.
"My point exactly." He says proudly.
"Why do I even need to get up? I ain't got crap to do today." I say distastfully.
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"Well, since you've found it necessary to pounce around my house like you own the place, I've decided that you have to do something useful around here." He explains simply.
"And what will I be doing?" I ask stubbornly, at least wanting to know before hand.
"Oh, nothing too complicated. Just helping me organize my office a bit." He shrugs, but I catch the mischievous glint in his eyes.
"I'm not good with organization." I half lie. I can do it, I just don't want to do it.
"Then you'll have to figure it out." He snaps, suddenly looking irritated.
"Jeesh, chill, man." I put my hands up defensively, "I'll just call for Marie if I need help, then." I grin innocently.
"No." His reply comes quickly, "No one else is to step into my office."
"What? Why?" I ask, starting to feel anger of my own bubble up at his stuck-up attitude right now.
"Because, I don't trust anyone else." He says briefly.
"Does that mean you trust me? If you're letting me into your office?" I ask, grinning teasingly.
He scoffs, "No, it just means that I'm getting desperate for an office clean-up."
"Mmmhhmmm." I hum skeptically. "Suurre."
"Hurry up and get ready, make sure to be in my office in twenty minutes." He says strictly before exiting the room.
"Grumpy toad." I mutter at his retreating form.
"I heard that!" Comes his accusing voice.
"Good!" I shout back, hearing his chuckling echo, before silence surrounds the empty room.
"Ugh." I grunt as I climb out of his impossibly comfy bed that I'm actually pondering whether or not I should steal. Hmm.
I skip back to Marie's room, feeling more energetic than I've been in a while. That bed really does wonders, maybe I'll sneak into his room every night and be a bed hog, hopefully he'll take a hint and retreat to another room.
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I snort at that thought, no, he'd be too stubborn to leave. He'd probably push me onto the floor if I'm being honest here.
I shake my head, smiling to myself as I slip into Marie's room, where four of my friends are huddled around, whispering worriedly.
"Guys?" I question, my brow furrowing as I glance around, "Where's Lucy?"
"Boss has her running some errands." Dante pipes up.
I nod my head understandingly, "Oh." Looking back to their huddled circle, I raise a brow, "What's up with the meeting in here? Did something happen?"
They all glance at eachother, and I suddenly feel left out as I watch them come to an agreement just by looking at eachother.
"It's nothing really, you shouldn't worry about it." Marie is the one to answer, causing my heart to sink.
Something has obviously happened, so I don't understand why they don't tell me. What's up with the secretive glances the keep throwing at eachother?
"Well, something is going on, that much is clear, but what I don't understand is why you don't wanna tell me?" I ask, giving them each a hard glare.
"It's nothing, Brimmy. Really." Antonio reasons.
"If it were nothing, then you guys wouldn't look like a bunch of deer caught in headlights when I walked in here, and you wouldn't look so guilty as you said that it was nothing." I bite out harshly, spinning around.
I stomp angrily to Marcello's office, not caring that I'm only wearing the oversized shirt that I slept in.
As soon as I slam the door open, Marcello's head shoots up. As soon as he catches my expression, he shoots up from his seat, "What happened, Brimmy?"
I look away, to the wall, cursing the angry tears that escape my eyes. I don't know why I'm getting so worked up, but it really hurt to see all my friends knowing something, but not sharing it with me.
"Nothing." I spit out, ignoring his approaching form.
Grabbing my shoulders, he forces me to look at him, "What's wrong?"
"I said nothing." I snap quickly.
He sighs, "Very well then." Stepping back, I watch as his eyes rake my attire and he lifts an eyebrow. "Why didn't you change?"
"I'm not even leaving the house, no one's gonna see me anyway, so might as well be comfortable." I dismiss to concern quickly, turning to study his office. "What do I do?"
"Start over there." He waves to a couple boxes full of paper off to the side.
"Well, you have to tell me what to do with them and where to put everything." I roll my eyes.
He sighs, proceeding to explain what I'm to do with the papers.
Oh goodness, this is gonna take forever.
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Rise
Su Xue, a woman in her mid 20s, is struggling both in paying rent and finding her path in life. Her latest stint has her trying to become a popular League of Legends streamer, though to poor results. One day, she is interrupted in the middle of a livestream by a surprise visit from her landlady. She is informed that she will be having a new roommate. The landlady’s nephew, Lin Feng, a 18 year old boy who has just transferred over to Shanghai for his last year of high school.Though initially opposed to it, Su Xue reluctantly agrees to the arrangement. She learns that the two share a common interest—League of Legends—and that he’s really amazing at the game. Lin Feng also reveals to her he wishes to become the best professional League of Legends player in the world.The next day. Lin Feng attends his first day of school as a transfer student at High School 13. He meets Ouyang and Yang Fan, and the trio find a common passion in League of Legends. Lin Feng is then introduced to Ren Rou, the president of the esports club with a fiery personality, and Tang Bingyao, a quiet bookworm with a love for money and a surprising talent for the game.A little about Lin Feng’s past is revealed. He was a once pro player, the youngest in history and a contender for the best player in the world. Until the finals of the Season 1 World Championship. There, he lost to his arch-rival, an equally brilliant Korean youth. That was the peak of his career, and also the turning point in his life. He stepped down from his team and disappeared from competitive play altogether. Now, after a four year long hiatus, he aims to make a comebackOver the next couple of weeks, Lin Feng learns about the upcoming Shanghai 16 School Tournament, and that his school’s esports club had performed especially poorly the previous year. He agrees to coach the club’s team and help them win the first place trophy this year. And so, he starts the members of the club out on an intense training bootcamp.Meanwhile, the Season 5 League of Legends World Championship is taking place at around the same time. Tian Tian, one of Lin Feng’s former teammates and best friend, is on one of the Chinese teams playing at Worlds. After a poor showing, he is on the verge of a mental breakdown. Lin Feng witnesses everything in a viewing party with the esports club members and becomes worried.On the day of the Shanghai 16 School tournament, Lin Feng reunites with Tian Tian on the phone. He tells Tian Tian he’s going to return to the professional scene, that he’s making a new team and plans to invite him. But Tian Tian has to vow not to give up at Worlds and keep winning. Tian Tian agrees, and Lin Feng promises he’ll fight alongside him. Lin Feng then heads into his match with renewed resolve, to climb from the bottom all the way back to the top, and overcome the rival that defeated him so many years ago.
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8 646Poison Physician Consort
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8 1749Rebirth of a Fashionista: This Life Is Soo Last Season
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8 274The Attack of the Wastrel
Her rebirth gave her a second chance at life. She was back with a vengeance and wanted to make those that had harmed her pay. But to those that helped her, she wanted to repay them. Her evil stepmother? She would slowly pull out her claws, one by one. Her evil stepsister? She would crush her pride. She thought that by getting her revenge for her past life, she would be happy in this life. However, she never would have thought that danger would chance upon her time and time again. The hatred from her clan and whether their bloodline would continue to exist, lay solely on her shoulders. Luckily, on this thorny path, someone had always been protecting her. "Third Prince, have you ever regretted being with me?" That person laughed lightly and peered at her with a loving yet weary look, "As long as I am together with you, I have no regrets."
8 1461Demoness's Art of Vengeance
Jun Xiaomo, notoriously known as “Lady Demoness”, finds herself chained and bound in a dungeon. Her hard-earned cultivation has been completely crippled, and she has no means of escape. Qin Shanshan, a lady she used to called her “close friend”, mocks Jun Xiaomo, revealing that Jun Xiaomo had been used by the people around her. Even her lover, Qin Lingyu was one of the masterminds scheming against her. Jun Xiaomo watches her life flash before her eyes and realizes that she had indeed blindly placed her trust in people. Her naivety had led to her current predicament. Jun Xiaomo wanted to end it all. However, she is determined to deliver a swan song. Over the hundreds of days tormented in that very dungeon, Jun Xiaomo had painstakingly painted a complicated formation array with her own blood. With a determined look, Jun Xiaomo burns her life force to activate the array. Her sole intent? To bring with her as many schemers to the gates of hell as she could. The bright red light from thearray intensified, and the end was nigh.…or was it? Jun Xiaomo opens her eyes and finds herself alive again; time had rewound right back to when she was sixteen years of age, albeit only at the eighth level of Qi Cultivation. Armed with the knowledge and memories of her previous lifetime, Jun Xiaomo is determined to learn from her mistakes and bring retribution to those who so deserve…
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