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noticing. It's a magic trick, and the king is skilled at it. His eyes see me at the top of the stairs and lock on me. The crowd follows his gaze. Some look confused, others recognize me due to the Crown Diamond title dispute. A few focus on my dress. Envying how adorned I am, wishing I were in my shoes. _____________ This morning we witnessed a miracle - resumes the king. - Ayla Marin, the main participant for the diamond crown came to us, begging us to forgive her, she informed us that she was forced to go along with the prince, he threatened her family, so this young woman had no choice but to obey the on his orders, however, as soon as she had the opportunity to escape the clutches of th

Skin against skin. I didn’t breathe. I didn’t blink. I just stared. Damien’s hand slid down the curve of her waist. Her hair spilled over his chest. A familiar scent hit me, floral and expensive. Chanel No. 5. My mother’s perfume. The bouquet slipped from my hands, hitting the hardwood with a dull thud. The sound made Damien’s head jerk up. His eyes met mine over her shoulder. His pupils dilated. His mouth fell open. “Elara.”

But when she spun around, straddling my cock and rested her forearms on my shoulders, I nearly shot my load. Every fantasy I'd had tucked away flooded my mind, and Diamond played the leading role in every scene. Her pert nipples grazed my thin shirt, and my mouth watered at the thought of taking each one between my lips, sucking on them until she cried out my name. I couldn't stop my eyes from drifting past her collarbones and rippled sternum to her heavy tits, full and perky. My hands grazed her ribs as they moved up her sides, and my thumbs caressed the swell of her C-cup. She didn't stop me; hell, she didn't even hesitate. Her lids fluttered, and her head fell back. Diamond enjoyed giving

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As his finger brushed it, a fresh flower scent drifted by. Maya wobbled as she stood. She looked up at the bright threads. “Look! They reach all the way to the sky!” Far overhead, the lines grew thin and faded. Chapter 80: The War of the Two Worlds. Chapter 90: The Memory of the Lemon Tree. Chapter 99: The Final Door. Up at the very top, a single line beat like a heart. It wasn’t red or blue. It shone clear white—a diamond’s color. “Chapter 100,” Maya whispered, breathless. “But I can’t read the title. It’s too far.”

The Anatomy of the Generational-Audit This was the "High-Concept-Core." The $1,000,000 debt from Chapter 1 had been the "Tension" that created the "Diamond." In the "Void," that tension was the "Proof of Purchase." The "Un-Born" were using their "Pure-Neural-Lattice" to "Infiltrate" the "Memory" of the "Billionaire’s-30-Day-Debt."

Since you couldn't get money from me directly, you decided to play mind games, is that it? "Forget it. Today is Justin's birthday, and I don't want to argue with you. Didn't you want thirty dollars? Fine. As long as you apologize, I'll give it to you." Looking at her condescending stance, I suddenly felt like laughing. Seven years in love—I had given Claire everything I had.

Her aquamarine eyes gleam with hope as she peers up and answers my question. *Rhett, come to the Beta office.* I cut the link once I knew he heard me. TO BE CONTINUED… Thank you for reading. Please leave me a review and look out for book 7’s bonus chapter in the next week.

“All this time… she was royalty? I saw everything through the memories, he killed her brutally ” Anisa nodded. “The power is yours now. It has always been waiting.” Tara’s hands trembled as she touched the pendant at her throat. “Remove it,” Anisa instructed softly. “And open it.” With shaking fingers, Tara undid the clasp and opened the small purple pendant. Inside was a faint pulse of dark mist. Anisa began to chant in a language Tara did not understand. The mist rose, coiling like smoke, and then surged into Tara’s palm. The force of it made her knees weaken, but she stood firm.