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Ariana’s phone buzzed, and she answered quickly.“Hello?”Daniel’s smooth voice came through. “So… how about that date? I just want to get to know you. Maybe think of it as me buying you coffee, but with a little upgrade.”Ariana smiled nervously. “Hmm, so what kind of date are we talking about? Like… fancy dress, high heels, or casual?”Daniel chuckled. “Just dress sexy, mami. You could wear anything and I’d still stare. I know you’ll look perfect.”Ariana blushed. “Okay… I’ll do my best.” She hung up the call, biting her lip.From across the room, Amelia burst out laughing. “Oh, girl… he’s finished already.”Ariana rolled her eyes. “Don’t say that. What if he just wants sex and then dumps me?”Amelia leaned forward, grabbing her hands. “Baby girl, have you seen yourself?” She pulled Ariana up and spun her around, looking her up and down. “Dump you? Please. You’re a whole dream walking.”Ariana giggled. “Stop teasing me.”“I’m not teasing,” Amelia said with a grin. “But fine let’s ge

Daniel froze when he pushed open the door and saw Katherina stretched out across his bed. She was lounging in silky black lingerie, her hair falling loose around her shoulders, one hand propped under her chin like she’d been waiting.His brows shot up. “Katherina… what the hell are you doing here?”She smiled lazily, running a hand down her thigh. “I came to see you, Daniel. Don’t sound so surprised.”Daniel chuckled, shaking his head as he shut the door behind him. “Fair enough. But showing up in my room half-dressed?” He tilted his head, smirking. “You really don’t like playing by rules, do you?”She rolled onto her side, her lingerie hugging her curves, the small swell of her pregnancy bump visible under the lace. “Rules are boring,” she murmured. “I thought we could have a little fun instead. I had some issues with my company assistant earlier, but it’s all sorted out now. And since I was already free…” Her voice dropped, low and teasing. “…I wanted you.”Daniel stepped closer, hi

Damien strolled into the bedroom, phone in hand, finishing a quick call. He tossed it aside and smirked.“Sometimes I forget my wife actually lives here.”Katherina, standing by the mirror while slipping into her dress, turned sharply. “Don’t start with that, Damien. What’s that supposed to mean?”He shrugged, a lazy grin tugging at his lips. “Exactly what I said.”“Really?” Her voice rose a little. “You know we have the doctor’s appointment today, and you’re not even dressed yet. What are you playing at?”Damien finally straightened from the bed, groaning as he stood. “Ouch. My bad.” He stepped closer, brushed a quick kiss across her cheek, then bent down to press his lips against her stomach. His voice softened, almost teasing, as he whispered, “You might be a devil, Katherina… but our baby is an angel.”She laughed dryly, rolling her eyes. “Is that so? Then you better love me more for carrying this little angel.”He smirked. “We’ll see.”Katherina looped her arms around his back, h

Dimitri was slumped in a steel chair, wrists bound tight with wire. His shirt was soaked with blood from the gunshot, sticking to his chest, but his grin hadn’t faded. His lips were cracked, his breathing rough, yet his eyes carried a mocking glint that refused to die.Miguel exhaled a slow stream of smoke, his voice low and steady.“You really think I’m playing with you, Dimitri? I told you before two devils can’t rule the same empire.”He stepped closer, letting the smoke drift into Dimitri’s face.“Now you’re going to tell me where the tape is.”Dimitri coughed, blood flecking his lips. Still, that damn grin stayed.“And if I don’t? What then? You gonna shoot me again? Tear me apart with your little army?”Miguel smirked faintly, flicking ash onto the concrete.“Shoot you? No. That’s too merciful. See those hooks above your head? That chain?” He leaned down, his face inches from Dimitri’s. “Men have screamed their last breaths in this room. And I’ll make sure you’re louder than all

Miguel finally set Amelia down, both of them still breathing hard, water dripping from their skin. She leaned against the glass door, her legs wobbly beneath her.“Miguel, look at me,” she laughed breathlessly, brushing soaked hair out of her face. “You ruined my makeup, my hair, my shirt and we’re already late.”He smirked, reaching out to steady her. “Worth every second, mi amor. You’re glowing now… maybe Leo’s teachers will think you planned this look.”Amelia gave him a playful shove. “Planned? Showing up with wet hair and swollen lips? I’ll look like a complete mess.”Miguel stepped closer, his grin softening as he cupped her cheek. “You’ll look like the most beautiful woman in the room. Always.”Her irritation melted, and for a moment she just stared into his eyes, her chest tightening. “You know… sometimes I hate that you can say things like that and make me forget I’m mad at you.”He kissed her forehead gently. “Then I’ll keep saying them. Every day.”A sharp knock came on the