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He had cookbooks? A laugh almost escaped my lips. This was not what I expected from him. Snap! My hand knocked off a book nestled between two thick leather+bound books and I bent to the floor, picking it up. But, something about it caught my attention. Probably the book title font, or the fact that the cover was hella attractive. I couldn't quite place. I stared at the book written in Bold black and white font with the title: A New Pet for the Mafia King By Author Liy Lah.

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There was also some other things with funny shapes ones I didn't even want to know where they went. I held the golden balls in my hand and wondered what they were for. Some of the things in here I have seen at th club and the others where just a mystery to me, I saw things I didn't even know existed. There was other things on the shelf below but I had seen enough. There was also a bookshelf with actual books in them. I took the first book I saw and read out the title, it was a book by Shayla Black called Wicked Ties. I had never even heard of the author. My phone vibrated in my pickets, I saw that it was Bradley.

when it comes to gist and details about her life so she left no details when she was telling her about Ohio, they sat and talked for almost an hour before other students of literature started coming in, they knew their class was about to begin so they ran for the front seat so they could get a better glimpse of there lecturer and a better view of everybody who was giving an opinion on the book to be reviewed. Stephanie wondered what literary work they would be reviewing that day. She anticipated it like a person who was waiting for the lottery to be won. "Calm down sis, you would soon know what we will be reviewing" Mirabel teased. In a few minutes, the lecturer came in and started the clas

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She'd seen a harmless man, smiley and friendly. "Then I should be the evidence of the saying 'Don't judge a book by its cover'. For all you know, you might be talking to a highly wanted criminal. A child abductor." He chuckled but the lady didn't seem to find the joke. A sad mask appeared on her baby face then came a smile of pretense, "as humans, we can't help but judge a book by its cover. You'd agree with me that some covers actually represents what the book is all about, you know that?" she corked her head, "Mason, isn't it?"

' like seriously? 'No, you are not going to force anyone' Jack is just about to pull me when mr. Black's deep upset voice echoes in the hall. Phew! For once, I think I am thankful for Mr. Black's intrusion. At least, this can serve as a compensation for him being a total dick to me earlier this morning. 'In my office mr. Moore' Mr. Black says bossily and then turns back, probably going to his office with an annoyed expression. 'We are not done yet kitten.' Jack says with a victorious grin.

“Stick the kettle on then Chelsea because I really want to know what the fuck you are playing at?” “Biscuit?” I pushed the plate of cracked cookies over the table towards him. It was a lame thing to do but the longer I could postpone this conversation the better. I needed to think of a plausible excuse as to why Wicked had just been seen leaving my house. And so far I was coming up blank. “Sit your ass down, Chelsea.” Young Blood had flung his legs out just like Wicked had done. They were, all the same, the men of the Black Aces. They all thought they could boss me around.

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