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“I never hired anyone to hurt you.” Cole retorted coldly, “The evidence is right in front of us. Your acting skills are impressive, but you won’t fool me again.” He turned to the guard. “Starve her for three days. Not a drop of water. Let her reflect.” I had pushed Cole out of the way of that car. I was the one thrown aside, the one who suffered broken bones and internal injuries, the one who lay unconscious for seven days. He proposed to me after I woke up. For eight years, he treated me with tenderness. He would panic if I so much as burned my hand.

She's on our side. Martha extended her hand for a handshake. “Martha O’Connor.” She introduced and then she handed the watch to Tia. Tia looked at it carefully. "How do I access the recording?" Todd explained. She pressed a few buttons. The watch made a small sound and Tia raised it to her ear for some time. "It's still there." Tia breathed. "All of it." She looked up at us. Her eyes were shining. "This is everything." She said. "This is proof. Of threats. Of everything.”

“Go for another round and leave me the hell alone.” “Let me guess you’re home alone on your bed, thinking about how you could be doing anything else but that?” “Goodnight, Aiden.” I retorted, then shut the screen off completely. “I did it. Now spill.” Bella demanded, swiping a note with the bad guy’s number on it. “You’ve watched the wedding planner series, right?” I pushed a Bentley towards the middle, so we could each grab it as needed. **** THURSDAY. DAY 02/60

He was stunned and froze while talking to one of the elders; he looked at me hungrily, and I could see Mona beside him trying to talk to him, but he wasn't listening. He looked murderous. Good. I walked past him and sat beside Beta Thorne and Lena. Thorne smirked when I sat. “You came dressed to kill.” “I came dressed to make sure they remember who the Luna is.” He chuckled low. “Trust me. No one’s forgetting.” Beta Thorne leaned in; his voice was barely above a whisper. "You look really good, Luna." I didn’t look. “Thanks, that’s the idea.” “Rael has barely blinked since you walked in. I thought his jaw was going to break from clenching.”

Bella... Chapter 7 Maya’s heart instantly turned cold! She suddenly opened her eyes ‘why is he here! How did he know about us? Is he here …. To…take….. my children’s away!!’ no… no… no….. It can't be true. It doesn't even have to be true....’

She smiled and nodded, her eyes too tired to open. After she was bathed and dressed in less abrasive clothing, Nimbe laid her down on the couch of the study as Hans cleaned her room, the floor seeming to be almost wholly covered in blood. Sir watched him silently, realizing that maybe there was some ounce of truth to what the advertisement had said months ago-perhaps not the same words, but the same genre: something not akin to natural world. He returned to the study and watched her sleep for a moment, realizing that the sounds he had faintly heard last night may have accounted to whatever happened to her. His mind couldn't wrap around the event; could she entirely control whatever happened?

Anna’s POV The silence in the room was so thick you could choke on it. Brenna took another step toward my nightstand, her eyes locked on the gleaming silver metal. "Wait a minute," Brenna said, her voice dropping the cheery tone. She pointed a manicured finger. "That watch. That looks exactly like the Rolex I bought for Jeremy for our 100-days anniversary. Or am I mistaken?" My heart stopped beating. It literally stopped. "What?" I squeaked. I cleared my throat and tried again. "What watch?"

She screamed while running as fast as she could. I am sure it is clear. I am staring at it right now. Oh, wait, hold on a second. Your boyfriend is in control; he blocked the view from the camera. Ok, sweet Joe, let's see how great you are. Joe was now taking over. He saw when Bella left the system room and noticed she was talking to someone through the tiny chip on her ear; in other words, the person was directing her way out. The only way possible is if the person had access to their camera. Joe confirmed his thoughts when the camera view he saw came back into view. He immediately blocked the one Bella was heading toward to avoid anyone seeing the agency coming from that direction.

"A pleasure. The world has been very curious about the woman who managed to tame the Blackwood wolf." ​"I’m not a lion tamer, Mr. Thorne," Bella said, sitting in the chair opposite him. She had refused the PR team’s "matriarch" dress, opting instead for a crisp white silk blouse and dark trousers—the uniform of a woman who was there to work. "I’m a mother. And a partner. I suggest we focus on the Foundation." ​Dante sat next to her, his arm resting on the back of her chair. It was a possessive gesture, one that signaled to the cameras that she was his. Bella felt the heat of him through her blouse, a constant, distracting presence.