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he although looked poor but his appearance screamed handsome " sorry" he said Ahmed smiled involuntary, it was almost as if looking at a mirror a year back.. Then he hard noises from far the boy was clearly tired of running. Ahmed held his hand and pulled him.. Then in a blink they were in a black tinted mustang .. “What the…dude!” Naseer snapped Ahmed fold his legs and rolled his eyes "you're welcome" Naseer stared out of the window, as people who were chasing after him pass..

excited Elena rushed to the door to see what Rob had gotten for her. She opened the door with excitement which quickly changed to confusion. All she could see was Rob standing in front of her drunk and shirtless "Uhm uncle what did you get for me?" She asked. Rob gave her no response and just stared at her body. uncomfortable with the way he looked at her she tried to close the door but Rob held the door open and forced his way into her room "I want you, Elena, I want you" he said drunkenly. "Elena, Elena... where are you?" she heard Britney call out. "Oh no, that must be aunt, She's back. You need to go please." shivering she sat on the bed as Rob made his way out. "ELENA!!" Britney yelled

“Please make it three times stronger.“ “Don't. Give. Her,” a deep baritone voice came behind me Then I perceived it. A strong masculine scent hit me first—wild cedar and winter air. My pulse roared, confused by the mix of desires inside me. The scent was so refreshing, addictive and intoxicating that I had to bite down on my lower lips to muffle the moans threatening to spill past my lips when I breathed in the scent I snapped my head back to see them. The cold gray gazed Twins Alpha of the BlueMoon Pack. Kael and Kieran Grayson. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Jaw sculpted to perfection. Prodigies on the Ice.

She stands up from the bed, glaring at Lauren. Lauren knew what was coming for her, so she shifted back a little bit. “Don't you dare move,” Melissa mumbled. She stretched her body and held Lauren's hair. Lauren yelps in pain, and Melissa tightens her grip on her hair. “I am sorry, I won't do it again,” Lauren pleaded. Melissa chuckled and let go of her hair. She wanted to cause more pain to Lauren but she changed her mind trying not to ruin the nails she had done the previous day.

The room was dimly lit and the vague flicker of an overhead bulb emitting long shadows that ripple across the bare walls. A figure stood near the window that overlook the whole city, wearing a suit that screams wealthiness, their outline sharp against the faint glow of the city skyline. They held a sleek black expensive phone to their ear, their voice calm and measured. "The Twilight Organization is on the move," came a voice from the other end of the line, slightly warped by static. "They’re rooting out the rats. If we don’t act now, they’ll trace everything back to us. What are your orders?"

She sprinted into the woods, her bare feet bleeding, her clothes torn. Branches whipped her face, rain blinded her, but she didn’t stop. She couldn't. Freedom was just ahead. She could feel it. Taste it. --- But Mason was faster. He tackled her from behind, slamming her into the ground. Claire screamed, thrashing wildly. Mason’s hand closed around her throat, squeezing. "You stupid little—" he hissed. Claire clawed at his arm, desperate. Black spots danced in her vision. She couldn’t breathe.

I sent a small smile before walking away, this was weird. I couldn't help but notice the masses of sports cars in the car park, a all black Audi R8, a Porsche 911 in silver, a BMW i8 in a bright gold, and a Mercedes AMG GT in silver as well as a motorcycle which I didn't know the name off. I was fond of my cars which is why I knew which was which. I knew people were hella wealthy here, as the stuck up girls and boys had fancy cars but these cars were literally sports cars that no parent would let their child out in for school. I didn't realise I was staring until the doors of the cars swung open and 6 boys came out. Two of them in the Porsche.

I did as he requested, he moved closer to examine me. He looked into my eyes. I don't know why they always checked that; I could hear his heart beating faster; it made me smile fondly. Dr.Bernard was back with a bowl of water. "Use this". Damien was startled by his voice. He knocked the water off Dr Benard's hand and it poured on his body. Some amount of the water splashed on me. For the second time, I was completely wrong about Damien. The water poured on the lower part of his body, with his poor taste in fashion, he wore a tracksuit underneath his T-shirt, I could see his dick print because he was damped.

As she leaned on his door on the driver's side, he motioned to her to get in and she hesitated for a few seconds before getting in. "What would you prefer?" he blurted out, glancing at her long, lean thighs. She had changed from her office work clothes and wore a brown pleated skirt that hung on her mid-thigh and a flowery printed vest and white sneakers. He would be crossing boundaries and lowering his chances of having a meaningful conversation with her if he proceeded to touch her. He did not want to lower his chances of getting through to her. "Can we drive around town while we talk or would you prefer we sit in at a restaurant and have a few drinks?" he asked. Driving around town would

he spoke crossing his arms with a ruined expression on his face and I didn’t understand the meaning behind his sentence. “I heard you’ve become a hell of a cheater, heard your marriage got cancelled because you couldn’t keep it in.” I spoke mocking him as he got on my nerves. He quickly strolled in my direction in attempt to hit me but I grabbed his hand and twisted it around making him scream in pain. In an instant he dropped down on the floor and all my subordinates took their weapons out pointing them at the poor charlatan fallen on the floor. “What do you want?” I asked leaning closer to his face while keeping my hands back inside my pocket, he wasn’t even a match for me as I could take