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  1. vanalas
    River folded the last shirt with trembling hands and placed it in the bag that lay open on the bed. The sound of the zipper scraping shut was loud in the silence, almost deafening. His eyes wandered around the room — the faint indentation on the couch where Zayn used to sit, the wrinkled sheets on the bed they had shared, the mug on the nightstand still bearing traces of coffee and laughter from mornings that felt so long ago. How many nights had they spent in here? Talking, teasing, laughi
  2. vanalas
    Thank you so much, my lovely sir 🤗🤗🤗🤗
  3. vanalas
    Let me order those slaps all the way from Nigeria 🇳🇬 😅😅😅😅
  4. vanalas
    There it is 🥰🥰🥰🥰 thank you so much
  5. vanalas
    What 😆😆😆 please say, we don't want blood and grey matter all over the walls. And you're welcome 😊 🙏 🤗 this story was always meant to be short. Call it a bridge before we get to another city (another story.). I had some work, I didn't want to leave people hanging so decided to just throw in a short story. What I didn't anticipate was it being one of my most successful works. Thanks guys 🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍
  6. vanalas
    I've lost this defense 😆
  7. vanalas
    What? Y9u think River can't be a strong badass lol
  8. vanalas
    Welcome on board 🫡🫡🫡 Almost at thee climax
  9. vanalas
    Betrayed lover when he was busy chasing after Harry a few hours ago 🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲 Daddy has shown so much maturity throughout this whole story and all of you were judging daddy dearest initially
  10. vanalas
    Definitely. Veronica is a cunning c u next Tuesday 😆
  11. vanalas
    Yeah, that's always been your advice. And look, River has taken it 😅😅😅😅 literally
  12. vanalas
    I'll cross my fingers off to that
  13. vanalas
    Oh, thank you, good sir 🙏 👏 😊 just the best for you
  14. vanalas
    Zayn's song at dinner 🥰
  15. vanalas
    The door creaked softly as River turned the handle, his heart pounding in his chest. Zayn was inside, standing near the bed, a faint smile on his face as he admired the dark navy suit laid neatly over the duvet. The morning light filtered through the curtains, catching the sharp lines of Zayn’s jaw and the glint in his eyes. He looked so calm, so unbothered — a picture of composure and quiet confidence. River just stood there in the doorway, frozen. His head felt heavy, his body numb.
  16. vanalas
    😂😂😂🤣🤣 I do? Wait, seriously?
  17. vanalas
    You're welcome 😊 As for my servants, I'll have a word with them 😆
  18. vanalas
    What? 😆 🤣 😂
  19. vanalas
    I'm sorry, I haven't written any rape content or anything suggesting otherwise. It was a guy waking up in someone's bed without memory of what had happened. If in future there will be flashbacks or anything of unconsented sexual activity, I'll warn beforehand. Otherwise, I'm sorry
  20. vanalas
    Exactly. He came, he fought and he conquered. Too bad someone had to resort to cheap tactics
  21. vanalas
    I'll say fingers crossed and cheers to that 😉😉😉😉 Poor River has a lot on his plate and is running out of time.
  22. vanalas
    Fear is a powerful force, especially being that his mother is the lagoon monster. Imagine having to grow with Veronica and then having no father, obviously not feeling like a true Monroe. That would suck
  23. vanalas
    Cobwebs is sending me off 😆 🤣 😂 😹 But Adrian just proved that an apple doesn't really fall too far from the tree. Cobwebs junior is a slithering snake in the dark. River was caught offguard with the news if his father. He has too much on his plate
  24. vanalas
    Well... it wouldn't be vanalas story without a twist, would it? A character winning all the time would be boring, they need to lose sometimes 😉 😜
  25. vanalas
    The morning light spilled softly through the sheer white curtains, painting the room in a golden haze. The air was still, except for the faint hum of the ceiling fan and the gentle rhythm of River’s snoring. Zayn stood by the door for a long moment, leaning against the frame, watching him. River was sprawled across the bed like a starfish, half-covered by the blanket that had somehow tangled around his legs. His pajama shirt was buttoned wrong—two buttons off—and his hair was a chaotic
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