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At the end of the amicable speech, the object of star focus fell off my grip, and with a loud thud, it hit the ground. I swear I held it firmly. It remained unbroken. It fell head-first to the ground, I picked it up and got more frightened when a huge amount of ash poured out Oh my goodness. Fear hit me as I watched unblinking as that ash transformed into a naked young man with fiery eyes. runes similar to the one on the object he was in were on his body. I had lost control of my body. My heart raced, and black ink covered my vision as I stood pinned to that spot.

🔞 ♠️ #BLACK_ACE ♠️ 🔞 �⃣ Chapter 17 ♠️ 🌋 OMNISCIENT_POV 🌋 The explosion sent shockwaves through the Abuja streets, sirens blaring in the distance. Elizabeth sped away, Dave slumped in the passenger seat. Ijeoma lay unconscious, her fate uncertain. As the dust settled, a figure emerged from the shadows - Marcus, phone in hand. He watched the chaos unfold, a mix of concern and calculation on his face.

The sound of her voice behind the guy surprised him and caused him to wheel around before his fingers could press down on the trigger buttons Two pointy daggers embedded themselves into his chest successively. The guy gurgled in shock, his dark brown eyes bulging in shock behind his socket, his body taking its sweet time to hit the floor. From where she stood Lightning watched with a dark grin on her face. " Now, who is the mouse, " she mocked. " Impressive throw, " a deep voice said from the shadows. Lightning grew alert as a very tall huge black man emerged from the cubicle close to where the gun assassin lay dead.

Mayari ignored Jim's remarks as she sat on the nearby chair and place her hand on the table that separated her from the elf. "I'm not here to say hi." she coldly stated. "Now start talking." "You're no fun." He sneered. "The truth is, I don't really know who's the mastermind of this case." "You're an assassin that is paid by an anonymous client." Mayari concluded. She knew the field very well. Jim was surprise that she was able to quickly grasp the situation. Nevertheless, she reached his expectation. "Yes." Jim nodded. "But judging by the amount of money he paid for the Royal Family's assassination and the very accurate information he have about the Royals, there is a high probability that

Emma held her breath the second she felt his cold fingers pushing her hair back and began pulling the sleeves down her shoulders along with her bra straps. She squeezed her eyes more and clenched her fists, her heart beating impossibly fast, her body shaking slightly. Soon the expensive clothing dropped down on her feet revealing her silky smooth skin to his ravenous gaze. Kevin turned on the shower and the warm water droplets sprayed on their bodies like tropical rain. She gasped as the warm water came in contact with her bruises. Her heart sank as she felt him kneel and remove the final piece of clothing from her body, soon followed by his own.

Ashley stood there with her head bowed. She was still there trying to form something up when a hand yanked her towards the elevator. Immediately they entered the elevator, Frederick shoved her and she slam her back on the wall of the elevator. He then came forward towards her and grabbed her by the neck.. raising her body to his eye level. " You think I didn't know that an assassin was sent to kill me? I know the scent of everyone that is working for me in this company but yours is different, who are you!?"

“this isn’t suspicion anymore. This is evidence.” I swallowed hard “Evidence of what?” He laid the paper on the table, tapping the number. “Of theft, Alessia. Of illegal transfer of assets. Richard Black didn’t just watch your family." He paused. "Richard black took from it and I want to believe your father was involved too. Because where's he in all of this? Your mother must have been tracking every move he made" My head ached. I thought of all the lies, the way my life had been ridiculed by the Blacks, the way Rowan tried to cage me, the way Richard controls it and everyone else like we're just dolls in his game.

I just want to be inside, and watch him pamper me even if I just stole his sleep from him. By the time we get back into the room, and into the warmth, I manage to stop shaking. “Open your palms, Nova,” Cassian whispers, and I look down at my hands. I slowly open my hands, and silver blood pours right out of my palms.

He turned and began walking without waiting for my reaction. I hesitated for half a second before following behind him. We stepped outside. My footsteps slowed as we reached a large open field behind the compound. My stomach dropped. I knew this place. It was the same place where he had shot Jenny. The memory flashed violently in my mind, sending chills down my spine. Rows of his men stood in formation across the field. Men and women, all dressed in black, their faces expressionless and cold. At least I wasn’t the only one wearing black

As soon as morning broke and light filled her room’s balcony, she quickly packed her bag and slipped out of the palace before she could run into Ryan again. She got into her car—a Ferrari that Mr. Myers had given her as a gift—and drove away calmly and steadily, in complete contrast to her heart, which felt like it was about to explode from fear. The moment she passed the palace walls, she let out a deep breath of relief, not realizing she had been holding it the whole time. The long drive gave her enough time to gather her scattered thoughts. She reached New York before noon, and the first place her feet took her was Adam’s workshop—her childhood friend and keeper of all her secrets.