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The room had gone quieter. Damian took a step closer, lowering his voice just enough that only I could hear. “You should be careful, darling. You might think you’re winning, but in the end, you’re still just a woman playing a game you don’t understand.” I tilted my head. Smiled. Then leaned in and whispered back, “And you might think you’re still in control, but in the end, you’re just a man terrified of losing to the woman who taught you how to play.”

the man asked Damien with a shocked expression, but Damien just looked at him and raised his eyebrow. "There’s only two sex: a man and a woman, and they should act according to their sex." Damien smirked when he heard what he had said. Isn’t it unfair if a woman wants to be a man? Is it bad to express themselves according to what they feel? Is it hard to give respect to those wolves who want to spread what they like and what they feel?

Damian muttered. "He could fall in love with Arsella too, couldn't he?" asked Selena, giving Damian a curious look. "Not really. Men's hearts are not that easy to break through. If it could, then that woman would be the lucky one. In Axel's condition, he won't easily fall for Arsella," said Damian. "Shut up!" Arsella immediately shouted at Damian who actually didn't intend to provoke. Damian only said something from a man's point of view, a man's perception that is sometimes different from women. Arsella looked at Damian and Selena with annoyance.

Dame act like he was thinking of something else. Dame: Hmmm. . . No. I prefer to talk with you in my room. Why? Are you scared? Scared of what? That I might do something to you? Why you're scared? You can fight. You are the greatest martial arts fighter. Why you are scared? Hmmm, Alex? Alex: I'm not scared, It's just that . . .

A kind man wouldn’t command his warriors to kidnap innocent women and force them into lives of servitude as whores and concubines. This wasn’t the Damon I remembered. The Damon I knew would never hurt a woman. I had made some changes to my looks though. Surely, he wouldn’t recognize me. But the thought only brought me more dread. If he didn’t realize who I was, he would treat me like the others; just another woman to be used and discarded. “Show me the women you’ve brought,” Damon ordered, his deep voice calm yet authoritative. My heart pounded in my chest as the men moved around me, pulling the women to their feet one by one.

“I still don't understand what you mean.” “Here it is,” I answered, trying to think of the best way to massage his ego. “I know of certain gang men who change once they are married. How many they kill and what they do suddenly seems to matter. They start rushing home as early as they can, trying to be with their wives instead of going on night operations. They even stop sleeping with other women. That is the thing about women, Damian. They try to change a dangerous thing into something docile, something they can wrap around their fingers at home.”

to use a seductive tone and loving word with me and he faltered in his steps a little and then circled around me, like I was the prey and he was the predator. Little did he know that I was the predator and I was already devising a counterattack for his every attack. “My mistake, I did not mean to over step that line so soon” he spoke and my patients was wearing thin with his little dance around me; “Talk faster” I bellowed at him and his response threw me off guard “Now that is no way to speak to your future mate”. I stood my ground and waited for him to keep speaking so I could understand what the hell was going on in his mind and I would find a way to use it against him. “what do you mean

She was too curious. Cameron laughed. “You would be done with if I were a man.” Daisie was rendered speechless. “But you’re even more playful than a man.” Cameron pushed her hair back and smiled seductively. “I’m too used to pretending to be a man. I know how they think.” She crossed her legs. “Why are you here?”

He said hotly. "Look what I am saying is that if you are not the first and the only person that has a female as a PA?" "Yeah I know so what do you think I should do?" "I don't know, maybe you should take her as a normal woman who is just your PA, and don't see her as Amani the thief and the backstabbing bitch, you know where water is the boss, there the land must obey, so the ball is in your cot, it is left for you to decide whether to be the water or the land..." "That is good babes, and the ball is in my cot."

She would be mortified that he was putting another woman first over his own life. The men stare at each other. They couldn’t link each other but it was clear they were having some sort of silent argument. One of the things I had come to learn from being in this pack; men are worse than women when it comes to arguing. Forever trying to assert their dominance. No one really did it to Dane apart from Damien. “Damien!” I snap, “Are you coming?” I quickly turn away before Dane’s crimson eyes lock with mine. I didn’t need to be reminded of the risk. My body had its own reminder every single second of the day.