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Too bad for the criminal element, I used all my pent up energies and frustration hunting their asses. "Let's finish this then if you're happy with the goods, the boss will be waiting." I passed him the case full of money, which he passed off to one of the goons to be checked for authenticity. This shit was nothing like the movies. It took time and planning to be executed just right. These fucks took their business seriously, down to every last detail and they had the money and resources to carry it out. This fuck Mikhail Zubrinsky could buy and sell three third world countries and still be a multi billionaire.

“Yes, dad.” “Alright. Love you, sweetheart.” “Love you dad.” I was on my way to the office and in a giddy mood. Molly Renee, who was proficient with the whole social media thing, had effortlessly integrated our products into her everyday content creation. This had brought new eyes on us and skyrocketed profit. Jesse had sent me an email just that morning. I'd heard nothing from the board so far. They were probably hanging their heads in shame. But like dad said, I was sure they would come knocking.

I admit. "Honestly Gale, we could have helped you." My Dad looks at me, a bit dissapointed, "But you have definitely matured. I'm proud of you, but if you need anymore help, the bakery has opened again. We will help you." I nod and hug them both. "So which job is this again? Honestly, you go through so many." My mother teases. "I'm working as a personal assistant for Aidan Johnson." I admit. My parents look at each other.

Crazy! I sent the video to Aston, who is a piano teacher. The opinion is the same. The kid looked a lot like Jayden. I don't want to make this a presumption. So I went to the attic and got an old album with our portraits. Sure enough. The viral little boy's face looks familiar because his face was Jayden's face when he was little.

maria said oh the video, "My real name is Maria Dante, I am the daughter of The once famous business partner of Mr Madison, my father had three known sons who we all know, I am his oldest daughter whom he has while he was in high school, I am here to tell you all that Mr madison isnt who he says he is, he killed my father and refused to give my brothers what belonged to our late father, he also refused the fact that they began the company together, he is an evil man, all the drama in his family right now is caused because he killed Saul's baby mama hence the reason why

Maxim was still in the running. And Zara Cole—intern, outsider, unwanted—had just become a legend in the arena of blood and bone.

What did she want from me? My dad's name is Chansey Slate, he is Beta to our Alpha, Brock Landon. My father is married to Rebecca Slate, and I have a brother named Tyler, who is my twin. We look like complete opposites. I have dark brown hair, his is raven black, which I envy, to be honest. He's darker-skinned toned than I am. He's extremely well built, meaning he's super muscular for his age, since he is always working out! And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake.

"My world is very dangerous Izzy. I'm having second thoughts of involving you." "Tell me." I look at him in the eye to show him that I'm serious. "You already did the day you broke my virginity." I say with a straight face. Sydney stands even before I see any expression on his face and goes to take a glass of water. He offers me some and I accept. "My engagement to Bianca is planned. Her dad is also part of the Italian mafia group. I suspect her baby is Liam's." Sydney sees my questioning look. "Liam is my brother."

Take no prisoners. No one in the little town would believe that the tattooed, bike-riding hedonist as his mom was fond of calling him was actually a high-powered businessman who demolished anything that stood in his way. He liked it that way. Liked giving people the wrong impression so that when he sprung what the fuck he really was on them, it was too late.

NIKOLAI Roman and Andrei, both over six foot five, retired Special Forces soldiers, and the most loyal and reliable of my security team, are already waiting outside the entrance of Zigurat. You’re thinking because I’m a Russian billionaire, it’s fancy and probably built in a pseudo pyramid style, aren’t you? Nah.