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" She lied while bowing. She didn't tell Yassh the truth because she might have second thoughts about letting her into the auction tonight. She needs fifty million for her father's sake! And she needed that for one night only. The first and second batches have been completed. It was time for her and Yassh; that's why she put on her mask. This is one of the props suggested by Madam Eve to create suspense and attract the big businessmen, and some politicians are here too. The auction ended quickly, with her batchmates up to Yassh. Sharina was sold for $30 million. He was even more surprised when Sharina suddenly raised her middle finger to the man who bought her. They look like they know each

He lied so brazenly through his teeth to protect Yvonne. Brian shoved his phone at me—the screen filled with photos parents had sent showing injuries on their children's bodies. "Concrete evidence. What else do you have to say?" I burst into the classroom and interrupted the lesson. Kneeling beside the quiet, withdrawn girl in the corner, I softened my voice. "Annie, I need your help. Some bad people are trying to hurt me. If you can give me the camera on your chest, the bad people will be defeated." Annie obediently unfastened the small camera on her chest and handed it to me, her hand in mine. "Miss Solano, you must beat the bad guys."

“And don’t give me any of that saintly crap about murder. You weren’t above taking out a couple of our hitmen when it suited you.” I swallowed hard, my teeth grinding together. “I did what I had to do. And they weren’t exactly innocent, were they?” “Lesson number two, Freckles; No one’s innocent. Not in this world,” he said, “Take your little hero moment with Faith Porter. She might not have been directly involved in the money laundering her boss did for the Westies, but she sure as hell knew what she was getting into. The same guy had a wife and a kid at home, and she didn’t seem to mind playing the homewrecker. And had the balls to get her boyfriend bailed out of jail. Doesn’t sound like a

Mr Thompson said, that generated a collective laugh. “Hallelujah.” I said to myself. A word I learnt from Jules over the years. I slowly cleaned the counter, already exhausted. This was my reality. If I lost focus, I’d lose everything. I finished cleaning the tables. My phone buzzed softly in my pocket. Unknown contact. “Can you come to my football match tomorrow?” I stared at the message for a second. I already knew who it was. The rain was still drizzling as I stepped out.

"Your loss. Anyways I have an inside information for you." Her voice is low as she moves closer , the smell of smoke making me cringe. Tightening my hands grip on my arms. I fasten my counting. 45000026....45000027.....45000028 "I believe that you are innocent...." My eyes immediately shot up. The word... innocent......how much I have tried making them believe me. But no one listens...they all call me a murderer. Yet here this girl...she said she believed me? "Wh...y?"

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He asked, still unsure about her behaviour, while caressing her lips. She shuddered. "I don’t know why you ask me the same question... And what does it mean to be innocent...?" She tilted her head like an innocent child, giving him no room to doubt further. He took a step back, handling her scarf while wrapping it around her neck. He saw the marks of passion or a cruel act he didn’t know about. Maybe last night he did. She was saying the truth. "Wear some other full-sleeve and full-neck dresses."

“You’re beautiful. You should use that beauty! You could make a lot of money from your looks!” Luna shook her head, crying harder. “I don’t want to be a prostitute!” Delcy’s temper snapped at Luna’s stubbornness. “To hell with your refusal. Tonight, you’ve been booked by an Arab businessman. He’s willing to pay a high price, even if you’re no longer a virgin.” Delcy released her grip. She couldn’t risk hurting Luna—her niece’s body had to remain flawless for the sale. Damaged goods would only lose value, and Delcy wasn’t about to lose money. To her, Luna was a valuable asset—a way to make a fortune.

Steven said and a man came in, a bodyguard who had worked for a long time at Steven's factory. "What is it?" Steven said he took the last sip of wine before putting the glass on the table. “There's a problem with the machine, sir,” the Guard said. “What? That's the best machine I bought, If a problem occurs it's not with the machine but with who uses it," Steven said and the bodyguard just lowered his head. "I'm sorry sir, but—" “No buts, you know what you have to do, who uses that machine?” Steven said. “Noah Burke, sir,” the Guard said.

According to me how wouldn’t just have everything in soft copy as he must have a hard copy of all his sins too and by sins, I meant the illegal invasion of my property and many others. I was deep in my thoughts while Mrs Johara was drinking the fresh juice Sabreena made for her when my phone started ringing. Only my uncle or my bank used to call me and I was surprised when I saw an unknown number on my feed. “Hello?” I asked in a suspicious manner as I wasn’t used to attend unknown callers. More were like prank calls or someone who was deliberately wanted to meet him alone for some sinful reasons. “Hey. Is this Miss Ayra Mirza?” The voice came as smooth as sweet honey dripping from the honey