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Daniel’s betrayal had caught her completely off guard. The thing she was about to send now… Was originally meant only as leverage against a few board members. Her hidden card. If she had time to negotiate face-to-face, its impact would’ve been much stronger. But now— She had no choice except to use it early. Maybe it would become the perfect weapon. Or maybe it would backfire disastrously. Either way— She had run out of options. Taking a slow breath, she prepared to hit send— Only for a hand to suddenly snatch the phone from her fingers.

i said groaning, throwing my head back We had fucked twice now, but every time feels better than the last. Slowing my movements and completely pulling out of her, I slap her ass one more time. “That’s all you get” I said picking up my clothes from the floor. “What? No! Please!” She said turning to face me. “You don’t deserve to cum, not after you didn’t even want to see me” I said trying to keep up the act. I couldn’t leave her like that, I was a weak weak man. I needed her more than she needed me, I just needed to see her beg.

"You don't need to teach me the rules and regulations of the professional world. Besides I know it better than you. And let me remind you I am an employee not a slave. There is a vast difference between these two terms. Knock some sense in your thick skull, Mr. Knight. Moreover, if I won't sign it what worst could happen? You'll either cancel the deal or threaten me with something but let me make it clear that by doing so you yourself will call the death on your door. Not only your plan of staying hidden forever from the world will get demolished but also your real face will be unmasked and once again your image will be sabotaged...... VENOM" I spat fiercely. His eyes never left mine. I scof

I asked, staring bleakly at him. "It was a top secret between I and the Late king. I thought we had them all destroyed," Tyler replied. I sensed the worry in his voice but I found it hard to believe he had nothing to do with it. "Apparently, they weren't. We have to find a way. Fenrir wants me to step down and hand over the position. But I'm so sure his rule will never favor us. We've lost a lot of our warriors to the Vampire Lord. I don't care how but you must find a way to get that document out of his hands," I spat angrily, pacing around the room.

“You were right before, telling me to take the shot.” His sadness over the deaths completely confuses me. If he’s a tyrant, shouldn’t he be celebrating? Wiley’s smirk is gone. “I just know how they are,” he mumbles. “You can’t reason with them.” “You’ve tried before?” “Of course. I hate bloodshed when there’s another choice.” Even tyrants have a code, I think. They look out for their own self-interest. If they kill too many people or cause needless suffering, they risk an uprising. They have to be strategic.

I asked, "Quinn, are you sure?" Quinn replied, "Of course. I've already given birth to Mason's baby, so now I'm free. I heard you're now a company president. If you're willing to bring me ten million dollars, I'll marry you. Hurry over. I'm waiting for you." I was amused when I heard that. She shamelessly asked for ten million dollars. I thought about how she simped over Mason when she was with him. However, she pretended to be all elegant and proud in front of me and demanded ten million dollars. I wonder who had lost their mind, me or her.

If he really let things go their way, then his life would be over. He absolutely couldn’t just roll over and accept this. And as for that bitch Tessa, he wasn’t going to let her off. Even now, she was still trying to kick him while he was down—determined to throw him behind bars. He had already faked passing out—why couldn’t they just let him go? Julian took a deep breath, feeling a chill seep through his chest, especially after seeing such a dark side of Tessa, he completely gave up on her.

He desperately wanted to refute Kiara's accusations, but he couldn't think of anything he could say. "When I went abroad to get married, you kept thinking about me. But now that Stephanie has dumped you, you're pining after her!" Kiara sneered as she jabbed Tyler in the chest. "Do you think you love her or me? Well, you'd be wrong, Tyler. You don't love anyone. You're just someone who always wants what he can't have. You just can't accept that you're the one who got dumped!" "You shut your mouth!" Tyler roared.

Maverick threw one last smug smile over his shoulder before the doors swallowed him. "Coward. You swallowed the insult," Tyr growled, tail lashing. "There was no point in fighting. Losing control is exactly what he wants — so he can paint me as a mad king, take the crown, and take our mate." "OURS," Tyr snarled. On that, we were of one mind. Zlata was ours, and I would never give her up.

Tyrant asked, he was confused about what I had decided to do. “No. I will drug her. Daniel is going to help me. I will drug her and sleep with her.” I sighed. Tyrant chuckled. “You speak like a pschopath. First off you left her to attend to family issues, now you wanna get her pregnant? You've got to be joking.” “No, god, Tyrant you are not getting the point. I love her. I love her so much, I can't imagine another man getting his hands on her and do you think she would wanna open up to another man?”