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He doesn’t agree with Kael, and so Kael gives him cold shoulders while he busies himself with preparations for the Cup, law school, and a mysterious lady who smells absurdly good. As soon as they got to the reserved group discussion room, he was once again slapped in the face by her scent. He had to close his eyes and breathe in the heavenly scent, before keeping himself in check in case he looked weird in front of her. Kael found her sitting in the middle of the U-shaped table, typing on her keyboard before her eyes went to them—him. “Oh!” she quietly gasps and stands. “It’s a pleasure to meet you all. I am Divina Anastasia, but you can just call me Anna.”

In fact, his hand was possessively curled around her waist in a way that screamed to back off. KYRA’s POV. Anastasia is old money, a model before she got married and an heiress or Russian princess literally, while her husband, Esteban Camaro who I think is the man holding her tight to his body as though she could be stolen at any moment is Spanish. Their kids are beautiful with silver eyes and sultry lips like their mom. I know her family like the back of my hand because I plan all their parties, even the silly tea party her seven year old daughter Ambrosia hosted. It was grand because they well, liked to show off their funds or loved doing everything the grand way.

I may not be able to take back what was done to her, but I could at least make those men pay. Took a little time, but I managed to find every single one and give them the deaths they so greatly deserved. The only one left was Zephyr. The one who started it all. His death will act as a warning to every man in this room, and maybe, just maybe, it will stop it from happening again. And if it doesn’t, then let them know I’ll be coming for them. They may all know me as Dasha Hatzis, daughter of Mihalis Hatzis; right-hand man of the of the most powerful mafia family in all of Greece. But to the rest of the world, I am known by my codename - Aconite; a lethal assassin who fears no man.

between Lafebvre and the young man I ran as fast as I could to the Moon pack, I needed to make sure that Domenica and Andrews were safe, but nothing prepared me for what I would face —Bella Anastasia, I see that you arrived very late, there is nothing left here —I looked around me and it was desolate, the houses torn to pieces by the fire, bodies on the ground without life, blood spilled everywhere and she was there feasting in the midst of so much death, Estela my Estela, no, she was no longer my girl, was a killing and blood drinking machine that Alex created —It's beautiful, right? as beautiful as when you gave away my harem, I told you that you were going to pay me for it, some cheap tri

I responded. Anastasia closed the gap between us, her eyes stern. "Aren't you, Golem?" she said, her voice laced with frustration. "Go ahead and tell me. You forgot about my name!!! Who would ever believe that," she yelled. Taking a deep breath, she continued, "Or maybe it's just me overreacting. You probably hit your head somewhere while flying and suffered from amnesia, am I right?" She held me gently by the chin, examining my face. Suddenly, her eyes turned red with flames, and I could feel the heat of the fire burning within her as she demanded, "Whose lipstick is this, Golem? Don't tell me your dead mom kissed you now."

Her obedience. Her ruin. But Anastasiya isn’t just a girl sold into darkness. She’s fire smothered in silk, raised in blood and empire and Maksim’s touch, his voice, his discipline, his terrifying gentleness is unraveling her in ways she never imagined. He whispers Russian endearments while bending her to his will as he breeds her like she belongs to him. And worst of all… She wants it. Her desire both infectious and addictive as it mirrors his own and for men like Maksim..

Claudia could make a sailor's ears bleed with her explosive temper. Preferring to daydream about tall, ripped and handsome, Anya let her mind drift while she absentmindedly blew on her hot chocolate. She wondered if Ash was thinking of her, and if his thoughts were amorous or murderous. She really had been there to vet him. Having heard Ash might be available for rent, her brother had sent her keen eye to the warehouse, along with several of his men. Thank god those guys hadn't seen her slip into the change room. Or go running back out like a scalded cat. Blue balls would have been the least of Ash's problems if her bother had gotten wind of that. "Anastasia Sitnikov?"

James tried to remind Alfonso. “I don’t care, James, no matter how much time you need. Just do what I tell you to do,” Alfonso gave a stern command. “Right, Sir.” Alfonso let out a deep breath. Although he was saying that to James, in fact he had the same thought in his mind. It was going to be a time consuming job. Could he find a faster way? His eyes came across a book on the desk titled ‘Breaking Alphabetic and Numeric Code’. He grabbed it and lost in the book.

“Oh, and now you’re joking. Ha-ha, so funny. It only took you twenty-five years to develop a sense of humor. Just you wait until I tell Anast—” A blacked-out car pulled up beside the plane. The back door opened and out stepped the woman who haunted my waking—and sleeping—thoughts. Anastasia wore a little red dress that matched the roses tattooed down her arm. As she slipped out of the car her long, tanned legs were on display, along with the ruby heels on her feet. There was a slit in the dress that opened up as she moved, revealing a hint of the tattoo inked onto her thigh.

She was lying on the ground, unconscious and naked. “Alpha Connor…” She called my name and I could feel in her voice how tired she was when her wolf come out from earlier. I remove my shirt and wear it to Anastasia to cover her naked body. “Let me take good care of everything, Ana. Just rest well, and I will bring you to your room.” I whispered in her ear and after that, I carry her body and then started walking away from the rooftop. I am still captivated by Anastasia's green-eyed wolf. That image is still in my mind and I felt scared about her protection even more once the others might see her. She was different from other wolves. Anastasia's wolf was rare, and I will never allow anybody t