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Cela remains disappointed. "C'mon. It's not like they bought everything. They just thought of giving the books as Christmas presents apart from the corporate giveaways. You must know that your mother enjoyed your first book so much. Too bad that she passed before the second one is out," Nanny Rita continued. "You've always been loyal to her," Cela said.

Robert demands “No.” I retort, closing the book. “Why? You don’t know these people anyway.” Robert says, almost mockingly. Before I can argue back, the notebook is pulled out of my hands. I turn to see Roman standing tall next to me peering through the pages, his eyes widen at the names before him. “Why does Bess have this?” I ask. “Well,” Roman starts with a shake of a head, “Us Hurricane Pack members have our connections.” He brings the book closer to his eyes, “Apparently more connections than even I knew.” Roman says more under his breath.

I asked, taking a bite of syrup-drenched waffles. “He sent Booker,” Carter replies. I choke on my pancake. “He is just as bad as Ajax,” I gasp after expelling the food from my airway. Booker Kimble, codename: Veles. He is a taciturn weapons expert tactician with a blood kink. He reminds me of C.H.A.O.S.’s hellhound, Ransom. They both have adorable boyish faces with big blue eyes and thick lashes, but they are deadly like slow loris. You want to cuddle them because they’re so cute, but they are poisonous and will kill you.

“Yes, I’m Rus. I let my excitement at having a prime competitor in my place override my manners.” He motioned for me to follow him and I did, casting one last look over my shoulder at the vampire who had spoken to me. The vamp looked intrigued before disappearing into the crowd. Rus led me into a small, cramped office. Paperwork was strewn across the desk with a few small books stashed here and there. He shuffled through the paperwork before extracting the book he was looking for and running his finger down a list of names. “Aha, here we go. I’ve got someone who doesn’t mind fighting a female. He wants an Alpha fight for the prestige.”

I got out a dense packed book and quickly went back to Reuben in bed. He looked confused and disheveled; his inquisitive gaze fell on the book in my hand. He asked, "What is that?" I, in turn, proudly presented it to him, "Lo and behold Your Highness, this right here in my hand is the 5th popular limited edition of Busty Asian Babes. I heard it is so stimulating that you can release at any time." Reuben with book in hand, "..........."

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"My mother's actions in Vegas were not sanctioned by" "Not smart," Eli said. "We've established that. I didn't call to discuss your mother's motives, Luca. I called because I left you a package." A pause. More footsteps. The crisp sound of paper. "What is this?" Luca's voice dropped. "That is a copy of your brother's little black book." Eli leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs. "Turn to page three. I think you'll recognize the name your brother wrote down rather generously." Alexei Romanov. Conservative oligarch. Running for legislative office in Russia on a zero-tolerance drug platform. Michael Warlow's ledger had Romanov listed as a client six times in fourteen months.