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suggested Akihito, once again not paying attention to the icy-glares of death that were aimed his way. It took Maria one look at the picture to agree, which was unfortunate for the two boys who were hoping that she would decline Akihito's offer. Mai was a bit unhappy when she didn't see any meat related items on the menu but perked up when the maid pointed out their popular chicken sandwich and ordered that. Julian ordered bubble tea and a ham and cheese sandwich; Isis ordered the same. Micheal and Richard settled for a slice of chocolate cake.

We strided out of the place in few minutes and we were on the lanes once again. We entered to the city of Akihabara as we drove through the streets and stopped at a place called Yamano. It was a small meat restaurant in Akihabara with only 17 seats. Zen told me that Yamano serves finest quality of A5 rank Japanese beef and some of the most rare part of meat. As well as Yakiniku (Japanese style BBQ) dish, hot pot dishes are their another specialty. I was excited as well as curious at how amazing it must taste to earn such a feat to be called the best maet restaurant. We walked into the restaurant as we were greeted by a elderly woman leading us to our seats. She handed us the menu. I looked a

POV - Author The cool tiles were a stark contrast to the hot water and she gasped a little at the sensation. Azek took her wrists, pinning them against the wall above her head, his eyes intense. "Just relax and let me take control," he murmured. With that, he leaned in and started kissing down her neck, lips tracing down her collarbone and sending pulses of pleasure through her. Mia was feeling the thrill of being in place, completely at his mercy. The feel of his mouth on her skin was electric, and she couldn't help but arch her back, demanding more.

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

I said to myself. Alpha Ryu stood before the pack in his red and black royal robe and a stringent smile that I had never seen before. I doubt the pack members have seen it too, as they also couldn’t believe it, washing their faces several times with water just to confirm. “I would like to thank my personal maid, as she was the one who washed these dishes. She has quite the guts to wash five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty-four plates with not a single stain on them. She’s pretty much more excited about it than the rest of us”. He chuckled.

Then another photo loaded. Devon’s arm around Estella’s waist while they joined the engagement dance procession. Something ugly moved inside Aizen instantly. Jealousy. Raw. Violent. Possessive. And he hated every second of it. Because Estella always looked guarded around him. Careful. Suspicious. But with this man— she looked relaxed. His chest burned. Aizen immediately typed back. > Find out who he is. Seen. Kael replied almost immediately. > Oof. Someone’s jealous.

And I know that I have lied to him about my cell phone again, but even though I already have it, I can't turn it on because I don't use the same type of charger as Azael and I can't go home to pick it up, therefore, my cell phone is officially dead. I walk up to Azael from behind and hug him, wrapping my hands around his waist, then placing a kiss on his bareback. If there's anything sexier than seeing Azael shirtless, it's seeing him shirtless and cooking. The tattoo ink hugs your skin and highlights your muscles. Is awesome. -How are you? -He has little left, I don't think it will take longer. I look inside the oven and smile when I see how good the chicken looks. Is there something you ar

I was enjoying looking at his abs— Aza quickly shook her head, scolding herself for the thoughts that came to mind. "Am I already being a perv?" Aza whispered to herself, disturbed by her own thoughts. "Speak, woman!" Aza flinched slightly at the sound of Raizen's voice. She could feel his authoritative aura. "H-huh?" Aza stammered, noticing Raizen's emotionless gaze fixed on her. Ugh, I hate that look. He really is the Cold Prince. Aza thought, feeling the coldness in Raizen's gaze, lifeless and colder than ice.

Her airway was pressed by Izaya. “Are you under the impression I allow people to speak to me that way or are you asking me to make an exception for you?” tAs Izaya said with his ocean orbs into First tormented soul. Shizuo’s jaw was literally dropped. First stopped the verbal harassment and helplessly glared at him. With restraint and calm, he kept in his voice, “while I respect your ability to talk on and on, my ears actually do have a limit.” Despite how calm he was, the aura he emitted wasn’t at all.