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Ashley said. “Yeah, you fainted,” I replied. And God knows how much I want to faint right now. Because I had decided to sign the contract…and walk straight into his world.

Mother Tree exclaimed while looking at the Alpha's one by one. All the Alpha's agrees to what Mother tree has said and bowed their heads to come up with thei negligence towards the Sanctuary of Life. "We apologize Mother Tree!" The four Alpha's exclaimed at the same time wanting to apologize for their misbehavior they've just did to the Sanctuary of Life especially to Mother Tree. Mother Tree forgave the Alpha's and signal them to stand up from kneeling. "Since you all here already, I have something important to tell to you all." Mother Tree exclaimed in her full voice standing in front of the Alpha's.

“Then maybe now we finally start over from today on?” Lucian nodded. “Together we will be stronger .” Today the Blackwell mansion felt full not of ambition or pain, but of peace and happiness. *** Hey my loves! How was the chapter guys? Do follow, comment and share your precious. reviews. It makes my day fr. Love you all! Mwah

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The kind of gorgeous that makes you want to apologize for breathing too loudly. A four-post bed draped in snow-white silk, shelves filled with texts I was 89% sure would melt my brain—Luna-law? Diplomacy? History? Why not just add “How Not to Embarrass Yourself in Front of Alphas” while they were at it? A wide window overlooked a moonlit courtyard so pretty it felt illegal. And then, at the far end, another immaculate bed, undoubtedly Chloe’s, untouched, waiting, like it already knew I was the messy one.

My hands froze over the keyboard. It was just a secondhand marketplace. The message on the screen was from the buyer. He had already paid, and I had already shipped the item. The deal was done. What I sold was my girlfriend's DSLR camera. However, it seemed like what he wanted… was not just the camera. Messages kept popping up. "Hey, Chloe Hastings, what's wrong? Mad at me?" "Don't tell me you're getting too into the roleplay again. This cold attitude suits you. Still not replying?"

I got up and walked out of the practice room, heading over to the main hall. I exhaled sharply before opening the door and the moment I stepped in, all eyes were staring at me like I was the celebrity who walked into their daydream. I was handsome, cute eyes, straight legs, nice abs, but not everything a lady would want, I was broken inside and I was aware I am a mess, a mess that couldn’t fall in love with just any girl, a mess that despised that word love because I watched it ruin my mother.

The stores pass by in a blur and the silence in the car is comfortable. My legs are bouncing up and down at different speeds and I’m buzzing with excitement. I’m humming to myself and feel like I’ve slammed eight shots of espresso. The only thoughts on my mind are the stacks of books in the back seat. They call to me. I can almost hear them whispering to me, begging me to read them. One of them particularly calls to me. It’s called The Alpha’s Good Girl and do I need to say anymore about it? The title speaks for itself, but the blurb reached into my soul and I need the pain and pleasure I know it will deliver. The sun is setting and I don’t even question it as I reach down and pinch myself.

Sne said before she left for the cafeteria, and Zoe followed her there. "I thought being rich solved all problems, but I've been proven wrong in the last few days." Sne got herself some coffee and sat on one of the benches in the hallway. "Not even close, more money means more problems; and a bitchy mother-in-law is not even half of it." Zoe watched her like a hawk, it made her uncomfortable, because she could not tell what was going on in the woman's mind. "Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?" She asked, taking out a small notebook from her brown leather jacket.

I search for a way to reach the top and continue my work when I see a little seat where I could climb and have sufficient height to arrive at the top. I do so and find myself not still arriving, remark the bookshelf is long, but is better than before. I straight my hand to attain the next document but the door beside the bookshelf opens shaking the little seat I took and making me lose control of my feet on the chair and preparing to fall.