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The man's name is Ares Knight. He has a handsome face, strong jawline, thick eyebrows, and sharp eyes like a leopard. Ares has brown skin with curly hair that is trimmed short and left to fall in front. At the age of 26, he is a successful man in his prime. Success comes to him like spring rain. Ares enjoys his work and is so focused on building his business that he doesn't have time for a girlfriend. There is only one woman in Ares' life: his younger sister, Hela Knight.

“Then it deserved to be destabilized.” A murmur rippled through the room. Finally, the woman leaned back. “You will not be charged,” she said. “But understand this—exposure creates enemies.” Damon nodded. “We’re aware.” As they left the building, Aria’s phone buzzed again. Unknown number. She hesitated—then answered. “Ms. Moore,” a calm male voice said. “Congratulations. You removed a cancer.” Aria stopped walking. “Who is this?” “A friend,” the voice replied. “Or an observer.”

“You’re still married. And I knew better. I told myself not to go there, and I did anyway.” He studied me, eyes heavy with that mix of regret and want as his hand moved and began to rub my nipple. “I can’t stay away from you,” he said quietly. “We’re like magnets, you pull me in no matter how far I try to go.” I huffed a laugh that wasn’t funny. “Then that makes me the positive.” He smiled faintly. “And I guess that makes me the negative.” “Exactly.” He lowered his head against while continuing to play with my breasts, his voice low. “What are we gonna do, Aria?”

How beautiful. Well, judging from Aries' looks, they're a good match, in fairness. Aries is effing hot. That's for certain. I also didn’t pay attention to that when we first met for his DNA sample, but looking at his well built body and God tier face, he’s giving justice to Lea’s beauty. No wonder they are siblings. The only difference is their skin colors. Lea is paper white, while Aries is sporting his perfect tanned skin. I figured that he can eat those male models in the modeling industry if he'll try. They are now exchanging their wedding vows. I almost parted my lips when she said that Aries made her do the household chores so he could let her sleep in their house, almost like a maid.

"Why not? This cancer is nothing. You are the most important." Angel looked up. How can it be nothing? Cancer is a terrible disease, even hearing the name of the disease can make everyone shudder in fear. However, Sean seemed unconcerned as long as Angel was by his side. If Sean was faced with the same situation, which required him to have cancer in order for Angel to return to him, he would still take this deadly opportunity. "You're a crazy man." Said Angel while hugging Sean. "Is that your nickname? You always call me that."

She quickened her pace. Helen suddenly slowed down. “Ari, I have cancer!” Arianne’s footsteps came to an abrupt halt. She tightened her grip around her shopping bags until her fingers turned white, “What does your cancer have anything to do with me? Are you trying to absolve your regrets in your final moments? That’s your business, it has nothing to do with me. Besides, I despise your insignificant motherly love!” Helen took a deep breath. “Ari, just give me a few minutes. I can’t park my car here. Can we talk in the car? Just for the sake of the fact that I’ve given birth to you…”

Anyone that saw Vincenzo Armani would literally die of happiness to come across him. "He was very caring when you went unconscious", Madison said. "People tend to do that. He's a very bipolar person", Arieon said. "Now I understand why you didn't want to date anyone when you came back", Tiffany said. "You love him, don't you?", Madison asked. Arieon let out a nervous laugh as her cheeks tinted. "It's a one sided love and I couldn't handle that", she admitted. "But for the sake of your kids", Tiffany said. "We're divorced already. There's no way I'll ever get custody of them. Even a dumb person would now better than to go against him", Arieon said.

"Great news! That damn old hag I married has cervical cancer and isn't long for this world! We can finally be together, Irie!" my husband, Leonard Ziegler, exclaimed excitedly into his phone from outside the entrance. I broke out into cold sweat from where I'd overheard him in a corner of the corridor. I'd gotten off work early to drop by the hospital and pick up my sister-in-law Cynthia Ziegler's physical examination report. My heart ached fiercely at the words "mid-stage cervical cancer" printed in large letters on the report.

It’s not confusing to know that the time for them to mate is fast approaching. “Axel is the only one that rejected you in the hall just now, not us. Why do you want us to perform an outright rejection event for you?” Aries gently asked, his leg raised as he stepped forward, shortening his distance from the woman whose lips were so pale but still looking at them with stubborn eyes, extremely on guard.

SA‌RA⁠H a​nd AMON exchange⁠ glanc‍e‍s—they ca​n‌’t l‍ie, but t​hey c​an’t terrify her either‌. SAR‍A‌H: “The do‍ctors‌ are go⁠ing to work very h‍ard to make sure you don’t. And we’re going t‍o​ f⁠ight with eve​rythin​g we have.‌ But Ayana—cancer is serious. It’s going to be a‌ ha⁠rd fi‌ght. Are you ready to be br‍ave with us?”