Novel & Cerita Buy A Heart Meek

He turned his back on me as I fanned my face to show that I was uninterested in the caress he gave me—I could feel the heat there—and moved over to Morgan's crib. If you wanted to know where this crib came from, you should know that the haughty Alpha Jaxon just bought it to impress me with his wealth and what he could afford to buy. He seemed to want to tell me that I couldn't live without him because I couldn't afford to buy them for my son. Would you believe it? Obviously not. Who would think he had consideration after what he did to us two days ago? I couldn't help but think of what the doctor who checked me up said the day after Alpha Jaxon declared his dominion over me as I watched Morg

This was a steal, and I wasn't going to miss out on it. With trembling hands, I quickly removed the Hand of Arousal from my cart. As enticing as it was, the Lust Demon ability was far superior, and with the discount, it was a no-brainer. I added the Lust Demon ability to my cart along with the Hypnotic Perfume, my heart pounding with anticipation. I clicked the "Buy Now" button, and a rush of adrenaline surged through me as the transaction was processed. The confirmation message popped up, and I felt a wave of exhilaration. I had just secured the ultimate power, and I couldn't wait to use it.

He asked and looked at me again with his annoyingly charming grin. "What?!" I was asking that a lot today. "You painted me a heart," he simply answered, without a hint of anger in his voice. "You painted mine."

"You think I forbade you from drinking and staying up late, and hired elite nutritionists to plan your meals, because I loved you so much I was out of my mind?" "Isn't it? Don't you like me?" Eloise's voice trembled so badly she barely sounded like herself. I straightened up, and a deeply scornful smile broke across my lips. "Of course not. All of that was just the maintenance fee I paid to keep your heart in perfect condition," I said coldly. "In my eyes, you've never been anything more than a walking, living organ incubator." The air inside the suite seemed to freeze. Micah was huddled in the corner, covering his mouth. His wide eyes were full of horror, and for a long moment, he didn't da

It is said that this devil's heart is like a master key, and people who install it can have adventures. But these are all legends, and even some people in their line want to find this demon heart. Anna Wan, a person with heart disease in this world, is not short of rich people. As long as you get this heart, you get a life, and how much money is not too much. Trisha shook her mobile phone and smiled and asked, 'Heloise Oliver, my price is very high.'

“Yeah, I can do that, and in a few days, we can go to the mall. I’ll cancel a date I didn’t really want to go on anyway.” “If we have to.” I muttered ignoring the fact that she’d kind of insulted me while also offering to pay for a new wardrobe for me. Kim meant well, but sometimes, she could be thoughtless. If I wanted a new wardrobe, I could call my own dad and ask for money, but I hated to ask him for money. Kim’s dad was some kind of shipping mogul and had money coming out of his pores. I’d let her have her fun, but doubted I’d ever wear anything she bought for me.

"He's quite small and so thin but I can train him. How much do you want for him?" "Eh... What about six hundred thousand Naira?" Tobi asked. The man tapped his chin as though he was deep in thought before saying, "Deal." "Prince," Tobi motioned to one of the muscular men, "take the boy out." Prince stood up from his seat and walked to Emeka, stepping on a few of the hostages. He lifted Emeka by his arms effortlessly and threw him over his shoulder, "Lead the way, Boss." Emeka's buyer nodded and walked out of the truck with Prince following behind him.

I whimpered softly. “Forty-two million,” a final chime, then silence. My pulse hammered at 138. The plug was merciless now, thrusting in tiny mechanical thrusts synced to my own heartbeat. Ahmed’s laugh was dark. “Auction closed. Sold to the only bidder who matters, me.”

I was done. When I didn’t answer, he assumed I was sulking, like always. “Alright, to make it up to you, I’ll find a ‘Crimson Heart’ for you, even if I have to scour the black market. For our next ceremony, I’ll put it on you myself.” The air was dead silent for three seconds. A wave of nausea, a hundred times worse than the silver poison, churned in my stomach. A Crimson Heart? That cheap, alchemized trinket that reeked of crude blood?

"Yeah. What did you think? I'd hand it over to you?" "I don't know... Isn't that the point of all of this?" I muttered, or was he also trying to make me suffer before getting my properties. "how much do you intend to sell this to me?" "At an expensive price." "Name it." "It's your heart. I want all of you." My mouth fell open when I heard that, "So... You want me to give you my heart before you can agree to hand over my company to me." I repeated to be sure that we don't have any misunderstanding.