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Vince’s cynical smile showed how much he was enjoying teasing Nico. [1]What the fuck is this?

Nixon- ~~~~~~~One year later~~~~~~~ “When your opponent comes at you low, it leaves them open for your wolf to attack them from high” Luca calls over the grunts of the sparing teams “When your opponent comes in low it leaves their neck and spine exposed” I stand by as he moves around the mats correcting stances. “What do you think” he asks me as he approaches. “Justine Wilkins is favoring her left knee more then she was yesterday, send her to the doc and get her checked out.”

~Ren~ My heart aches for Devin. Hearing him say that he isn’t worthy of becoming a father is making my heart clench. I can’t help but blame myself for adding fuel to the doubt he was feeling right now. As I watched him sleep peacefully, I reached for his hair and twirled a few locks in my fingers. His hair is longer. It gives him more of that bad boy vibe and I like it so much. He really is the older version of Griffin. Their full lips, their blue hues and long thick lashes, even their nose were very similar. I bet my son would be such a charmer when he grows up like his father.

As I moved the mouse to find the shutdown button, something on the screen caught my eye. Vince’s wallpaper wasn’t anything typical. It was just his name, "Vince," written in a bold, blocky font that seemed strangely familiar, especially the big letter ‘V.’ I couldn’t place it at first, but the more I stared at it, the more certain I was that I’d seen it somewhere before. Just as I was about to click to shut it down, Vince suddenly stirred and groggily opened his eyes. His expression shifted quickly from sleepy confusion to anger as he realized what I was doing.

Vince nodded and bid farewell. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, they left in an orderly manner. Behind them, Campbell immediately followed Vince, looking embarrassed. Once they were outside, he immediately called out to Vince ahead. "Brother... What's gotten into you? Why are you groveling to that Leah Phillips? She's just Tony's cousin, nothing noteworthy. I don't understand..." "You don't know anything!" Vince shouted harshly, cutting him off. Watching Campbell's bewildered expression, Vince felt a surge of frustration welling up inside him.

He stood up from the chair he sat on and Walk away from the Long table. He pace about for more than five minutes before he finally walk towards the chair he sat on earlier and lowered himself unto it frustratedly. " We can't do this without Maximo Santino's help. He is the right man for the job " " Do you think he would agree on it? " Santana asked with his face twitched in confusion. " I can't be sure. I have never meet this man in person. All I Heard about him was that he is as handsome as he is sadistic and he is on his way here as we speak " Mattia responded stunning his two colleagues again.

“You’re right. I know Flame, I know what he can do yet I rush to my actions that are almost our baby will be damn. I’m sorry—” “No, Ma’am Christine!” We looked at the newcomer, Vince. “It hurts to think that you don’t trust us. The pain here,” he even pointed to his chest where his heart was. “I can understand if you lose confidence in the Boss Yuichi’s fight, because when you lose, he does nothing if not cry. But you are losing your trust in us? That hurt so much.” Vince approached Dylan and Vince hugged Dylan and cried on Dylan’s shoulder. I can’t help being emotional. Even though Vince was joking, he stated the truth. Maybe that’s how they feel, that I doubt them although they taught me e

When Don saw Phelan, his eyes burned with hate. He bellowed—a sound that was somewhere between a yell, a moo, and a really loud belch. “Hey, Phelan,” She then shouted back. “Didn't I kill you already?” He pounded his fist into the dress she wore, and it crumpled like aluminum foil. A few dracaenae threw flaming javelins at her. She knocked them aside. A hellhound lunged, and she sidestepped. She could have stabbed it, but She hesitated. “This is not Mrs. O'Leary”, Don said to himself. This is an untamed wolf. It will kill me and all my friends.

He looks sad when he takes in my appearance. "Vince?" He says in a hard voice. Eddie has never really liked his older brother. Well, Vince is older by 10 minutes. Eddie has always been my protector against Caroline and Vince. My father remarried a female wolf who had twin boys of her own from her now dead mate.

The man looked up at me properly then, a slow smile spreading across his face. It was an attractive smile, I had to admit, though there was something calculating behind it that put me on edge. "Forgive me. I should have introduced myself immediately." He stood, moving around the desk with easy confidence. "I'm Vincenzo. Matteo's cousin." Cousin. I studied him more carefully now, looking for the family resemblance. It was definitely there, the same hair, though his was slightly longer, styled differently. The same strong jawline, the same intense eyes, though his held a different quality. Where Matteo's eyes were often unreadable, Marcus's seemed to be constantly assessing, calculating.