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She just wants to protect her and son's heart. She wore a tight fitting gown that revealed her figure with a ruffled layers skirt. It's a spaghetti strap so her shoulders are visible and her back is a little low so even her tattoo is visible. He got it tattooed in Brazil, a big rose flower it had thorns. The gown is cream in color and almost fits her body. She had a messy bun and wore a pair of black diamond earrings. She didn't put some make up because you already know.

Bill gives us both a childish smile and I groan in annoyance. Bill is notorious for his stupid bets. He loves a good gamble, but since I refuse to let him do so in a real environment, we agreed he could make bets with others on small things. Things like who might fall asleep on night duty and the likes. His most recent bet was on how long it would take Harriet to bed me. I left out that she had already been trying for some time. He feels cheated by my win on that bet. Now he is looking for that win with this new one.

He was about to say something more, but paused and stared at me in shock as a thought crossed his mind. ‘Suddenly, what happened to him?’ My mind raced in confusion. “How it could be possible?” He murmured in utter disbelief, and before I could ask something, he asked me, “Is today your birthday?” I nodded. “Yes, what happened?” I arch my brows at him. “Mia, when did you feel you were gaining strength?” “Last night, when I was coming back home, Katrina came in front of my car and after that, she bit me and I pushed her.” I told him everything while he just stared at me in disbelief.

The goddess has fooled me into being born under a blood moon. My eyes caught sight of a small rock laying purposely on the muddy ground, two walking steps from where I lay. Thoughts to put a stop to this madness flashed through my mind. Laying on my sides on the ground, I coiled my body, lunged a stretch, and pushed forward, wobbling frantically towards the rock. “I think she still has strength for us tonight. I'll go first.” I hear one of the rogues announce. “No!. I paid more for her; I have the right to go first!” A second barks in. Soon I hear them start to fight and even draw out their claws.

I said, turning around to face them. Carmen raised an eyebrow. “Oh? She speaks now.” Bianca rolled her eyes. “Bet she cries herself to sleep every night, hugging that ugly shirt.” “I said,” Carmen stepped closer, her lips curling into a cruel smile, “why don’t you go cry to Mama again? Oh, wait… she’s too busy coughing her lungs out to care.” My stomach hurt. “Say that again,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “I said—”

“I can prove it to you. I can tell you things about Jenifer Carlson that no one else knows.” “I don’t care about Jenifer Carlson,” James said, his voice rising. “I care about Isabella Romano. I care about the Romano Conglomerate. And I care about revenge.” “Revenge?” Jenifer asked, her voice barely a whisper. “What are you talking about?” “You and Alexander ruined me,” James said, his voice filled with venom. “You exposed my crimes, you destroyed my reputation, and you took away everything I had. Now, it’s my turn to return the favor.”

Holly screamed at the note as if the person who wrote it were standing right in front of her. "She's not even a real DelValLe! She's making fools out of all of you!" Her voice cracked with crazed rage. "I dedicated my entire life to EDV! I gave your damned company prestige and recognition! And what did I get in return? You threw me away like I was nothing!" Her breathing grew heavier as she glared at the paper in her trembling hands. Then her eyes drifted back to the next lines. **I trust that you are aware of the consequences of provoking a DelValle. No DelValle blood is spilled without consequence.**

He places his forehead against mine and closes his eyes, he let out a sigh before slowly rubbing our noses together, "What are you doing to me, Angela?"

"Mr. Wagner, Dr. Vernon, I made a slip of the tongue because I was a little nervous earlier. I had never considered performing an organ transplant! "Aria is my granddaughter. I couldn't possibly do something like that… My daughter-in-law is trying to get my son to agree to a divorce. That's why she's using all sorts of means to slander our family's name…" Suddenly, Rhonda chimed in, "That's right! Our daughter-in-law has been creating all kinds of trouble for us. She simply sees us as the bad guys in any situation." Unfortunately for the Levys, no one bought what they were saying at that point.

I was in an hotel room, an expensive kind of hotel. Slowly, the events of the previous day began flooding into my mind and I remembered the man from the club. Without any further contemplation, I jumped off the bed and started wearing my clothes which had been scattered and strewn about the floor. I had just begun to live with the trauma of my destroyed reputation and ruined career,I couldn't afford to get on the news again. But as usual, I was unlucky. The bathroom door opened as I was wearing my shoes and the tall man from the previous night walked in.

"Anyway, just tell us anything we can offer to help your business. Rocco must have laid out the conditions for the agreement with you. Do you have anything to ask about?” "I have," Jessica said. Really don't want to be beaten, huh. “I was raised at the rate we had to pay for the commercial. Hello? That's just commercial. Why so expensive?" My eyes really doubled over this idiot. My first impression of her was really right. There is nothing to know, certainly nothing to contribute to the discussion here.

he argued and I rolled my eyes at his fear. "Are u scared of a Harley?" I asked and he bit his lower lip and looked away. "Whatever." I told him and got down. We both held the bike as we walked to his secret hideout. We got to the building and walked close to the gate. He opened it and I smiled at the scenery and sat on the stairs with him. We both sat in silence, just observing mother nature until a question got into my mind and out of curiosity, I asked.... Oooh the cliffhanger.. Rage can be so funny at times Tell me what you think about Tess

CAGERS BAR glowed electric blue against the far wall. LIVE BY LOYALTY. FIGHT WITHOUT FEAR. DIE FOR FAMILY. Not exactly the kind of place my mother would have approved of me applying for a job. But rent didn’t care about approval…neither did overdue bills. Another crack echoed through the door, followed by cheering. With a bravery I didn’t feel, I shoved the door open, and stepped into the unknown.

I called. The figure ran. I walked behind, stomping my feet, and feeling a hot rage in my chest. Not fear. Don't panic. Rage. He burst onto the rooftop. Wind whipped around us. The city was spreading under, and ignorant. The sniper turned. Young. Thin. Eyes wild. "You're done," I said. He raised his weapon. I fired. He went crashing down, the rifle clattering. Trying to crawl he groaned and left a smear of blood.

They thought by making a fuss, they could turn this benefit into cash. What they never considered was that this benefit was never theirs to claim—it was a gift I had paid for from my own pocket. "Impossible!" Keira screamed. "You're lying! You're a greedy capitalist who's trying to take all the money for yourself!" "Believe whatever you want," I said expressionlessly. "And one more thing—because of the recent public backlash, the company's reputation has taken a serious hit. As a result, our largest partner has just frozen all cooperation with us."

“Rancid left you something.” Nitro stood up and walked to the back of the room and opened a door. He disappeared inside and returned a few minutes later with a large box, one that would hold an expensive dress. He placed the box on the table in front of Jake and sat down again. Jake opened the box and pulled out the black leather jacket. It felt heavy in his hands and he turned it over. On the back, etched onto the leather, was a burning phoenix with his road name, ‘Wrath’, beneath it. Jake swallowed the lump away and looked at Bandit.

It wasn't enough. He turned to expose his bare back to her before dropping his shirt. "That is far from the worst beating I’ve taken.” "How are you not scarred?" Almora asked. “My body is designed for pain.” He said it without looking away from Nim. As though she should know it. His tone contemptuous. Harbingers are designed to withstand great amounts of damage in the course of their duties. “But your mind is not.” Almora added softly as her gaze fell pointedly to Nim.

He took another step forward until the two men were nearly chest to chest, “Crown blood. Strong womb. That makes her mine. I’m the one with the highest points this week. You want to challenge that, Rage? Right here?” Reaper’s smirk widened “I’ll paint the concrete with your guts and still take her while your corpse lays there.” Rage’s face twisted with pure fury. I could see it now.. the history between them. These two were rivals. Long-standing. Blood had been spilled between them before, over points, over status, over the best women in the pens.

The Sequel for The Bet is out now, it is called Riptide❤️‼️ As requested it's Brittany's story after Andre❤️‼️ Chapters are already posted❤️‼️ Hope you guys enjoy it❤️‼️ Riptide *Sneak Peak* "It's you" She announced softly "So I did do something?" I asked thinking back, trying to figure out what exactly. "You're doing everything right" She confessed leaving realization to stand in my mind.

She wanted to use Clarissa and she will use her until she can't be useful again. She picked up Jayden's picture from her bed, she stared at him. "You crushed my self esteem. You made my dad say no to me for the first time. You made my mom ignore me. You made my best friends turn their backs on me. You made me hurt my best friend. It's all your fault, and yet you keep saying no to me. I don't mind, I don't mind at all, say it as much as you want, but when you finally become mine, I will pay you back slowly. You have to become mine first"