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Santiago clapped. Mateo pressed a button by the side of his top, "So you admit that you are Santiago De León." Mateo asked. "Yes I am, I am Santiago De León." Santiago smiled while answering the question. "And you are a drug lord who has been causing this country more harm than good." Mateo continued.

Mathew and I were having it in private. They showed their respect by bowing as they nodded in agreement before responding, "of course, my queen." When the salesperson showed me the two best mobile phones, I responded by saying, "Good, I like both of those," and we eventually came to an agreement about which phones to purchase. I commanded, "Send them to the castle," and they complied. To express his gratitude, the seller bowed and said, "sure," while nodding his head slowly.

She smiles in her toffee accent. The dealer nods to me. Huh, me? Oh crap. “Okay.” I smile as I pretend to know what the hell I’m doing. Umm. I nervously look around at the numbers. What the heck number should I pick? “Umm.” The table all wait for my answer. Oh shit. “Ten, please,” I announce. My heart starts to race and I watch the wheel spin around and around until, unbelievably, it lands on ten. “You win.” The dealer smiles.

"The system has detected a prospective host, Rowena Hurst. You have met the conditions for the Infidelity Cashback System. Would you like to activate it? If you do, whenever your partner spends money on his infidelity partner, twice the amount will be transferred to your bank account." As I stared at the cheating couple who were all wrapped up in each other's arms, as if they were alone in this world, I agreed without hesitation. "Yes. I'll activate it. I want him to pay through the nose—until he goes broke!" … When Michael got home that night and saw the empty dining table, he frowned. "Why haven't you made dinner yet?" Swallowing back my anger, I faked a smile and said, "Well, it's Valenti

She asked in a shocked tone once she picked up. “Of course it’s me.. duh..this is my phone number, I mean. Who did you think was going to be calling with this line?” I asked whilst rolling my eyes. Layla can be very dramatic. “You know since you got stuck in your Mafia Lord’s house you haven’t had a phone. How did you manage to get your phone back? I hope you didn’t have to sneakily steal it or something because you’ll be in so much trouble.” She said anxiously.

She had only struck the deal with Cameron yesterday, and now she was here, in a luxurious paradise. “By the way, do you have a phone I could borrow?” Charity asked. She wanted to call Milet to assure her she was fine. “I’m sorry, Miss Charity. Only Sir Cameron can decide if you’ll have access to a phone. If there’s nothing else, may I leave?” “Leave?” Her voice trembled slightly. Servant Kim chuckled. “I mean, I’ll head to our cottage now.” “Oh…” Charity felt embarrassed. “Alright, you may go.”

He holds out his hand for a handshake. “Right.” “I have to ask” —Jacob starts— “is that an Indiana Jones replica hat?” Archer gives me a half smile. “I think it’s supposed to be. Quinn got it for me.” “His last name is Jones,” I explain. “And he’s a doctor. Get it?” Jacob let out a forced chuckle. “I do. Dr. Indiana Jones. You were always clever, Quinn. It’s one of the many things I like about you.”

I didn't use myself to make a deal with him. "Once you take over Joshua's territory, all I want is half of his cash and assets. Promise me that, and I'll tell you everything there is to know about his business and shipments," I said. After a pause, I added, "Apart from his key subordinates, I want you to promise you won't hunt the others down. Let them work for you. I just want them to be able to make a living. And also… You need to let me leave." "That won't do."

Faced with Vincenzo's contempt, I didn't argue. I looked at him quietly, like I was watching a clown perform. I turned and walked into the study. When I came back out, I was carrying a slim laptop. I sat down on the couch in front of him, opened the laptop, and clicked on an encrypted folder on the desktop. "What kind of game are you playing now?" Vincenzo frowned impatiently. I slowly turned the laptop screen toward him. On the screen was the speech Vincenzo had delivered at last year's mafia family council meeting, his first as a Capo.