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But what attracted me to it wasn't its color or feel; it was the fact that it was conservative and not revealing at all. "And it's Gregory's family color," she said in a low voice, and I mentally rolled my eyes as Lexi purred. He was indeed sweet and has been trying to prove that he wasn't as I thought he was, but I wasn't stupid enough to fall for such lies. A few minutes later, I stepped out of the room, and as soon as he saw me, his eyes lit up. He had this smile on his face that every man has whenever he sees a beautiful woman.

Jacqueline said patting Vanessa's back. "He can't. He has been working late lately," Vanessa replied. Jacqueline turned to face her. "Well," she said smiling mischievously. "You could ask Mr Gorgeous," she winked. They bust out laughing. Mr Gorgeous was Greg Neville, Leonard's best friend who had moved to Houston from Las Vegas twelve years ago. He lived with Nana his great-grandaunt in a huge mansion in Newcastle Estate. He was the son of a wealthy businessman Sir Edward Neville and Vivian Neville. Greg at twenty-one was tall with broad shoulders. He had green deep-set eyes, a well-proportioned nose, full lips and a chiseled jaw. His ash blonde hair was highlighted subtly in a professional

In conclusion, he said, "Your honor, an innocent man has been murdered. A young life has been cut short because of the greed of an immoral woman. We all know that the accused is married to one Mr. Grey and the proof is here with me. As of this moment, they have not gotten divorced. However, she quickly moved to another man while still married to her husband. That alone tells us of her character, which is consistent with who Greg was head over heels in love with all his life. With a catch like Mr. Reign Fletcher, she wanted nothing to do with Greg who wasn't a billionaire. He began to blackmail her with their nude pictures and in order to cover her tracks, she invited him to her house and mur

“He was a great fall guy, man. Except that even if SWAT had shot him up this morning, what you’re doing now would make the whole set-up pointless. You had the perfect plan, Greg. Why are you blowing it now, taking Olivia hostage in my conference room?” “Because it only makes sense if everyone thinks Castell is the guy and he’s dead and she fucking goes home, thinking it’s all over!” Greg shouted. “Your security guys back off because the job is over, and the bitch goes about her life unprotected. Then I wait for my chance to grab her, take her somewhere private for a few days, make sure the body is never found afterwards.” Dallas bit his lip as the final pieces clicked into place. “But you fu

“She isn’t a damn prize. She’s not some patch conquest. She’s still recovering from the attack. Hell, she barely lets her boyfriend close, so believe me when I say this, she’s not gonna let you anywhere near her.” My smirk slips. My heart stops cold. “What attack?” I ask, straightening a little. My voice comes quieter now, sharper. Not teasing. Not smug, but real. Greg stares at me for a long second, and then he shakes his head, disgust bleeding through every word. “You really wanna know?” he growls. “Then go home. Leave her the hell alone, and look it up. Five years ago. November the eighth. That should give you everything you need.”

Alfred said while walking towards the coffee maker. “What type of coffee do you prefer, black or creamy?” He asked Melody, clicking the two mugs together. “Creamy, sir,” Melody responded slightly, staring at Alfred, who didn't seem to spare her a glance. “Antonio is not like every other criminal; he has his tricky ways,” Melody insisted, staring at her boss with all inconvenience. “What ways, Melody?” Alfred demanded adamantly, but she wasn't willing to talk. How would she even tell her boss? She was involved with a criminal. How would she even tell her boss that the tricky ways he had were the ways he made her moan in sexual frustration?

Gregory laughed maniacally before asking, "what do you see in this idiot? Is it the money? I also have some good money in my account. I have amassed some fortune for myself through cybercrime. I hope you don't mind that." "I don't know if you are deaf, I want absolutely nothing to do with you!" Gregory pulled Muna flush against him and forced a kiss on her lips. She pushed away from him, but he dragged her by the hair and started kissing her neck. I finally untied the stupid rope and got up from the chair. Looking around for something I could use as a weapon, I spotted a wooden stick. I picked it up and came up behind Gregory, he had no time to dodge as I hit him at the back of his head.

She smiled, finally dropping down the bottle. "You don't have to feign innocence. I know of someone who killed her husband because he looked at another woman too much. So yes, your unhealthy obsession is justified" she said. " I think it's high time you leave" Greg said suddenly, stepping forward and staring at her, eyes blazing as I sat there, panicking. Who was this woman? Despite the size of Greg she did not seem fazed. " I don't think they have any idea that you got out of jail right? Imagine how rough it would be for you if I snitched. You are lucky I'm not in the mood" she said.

In celebrating our victory of Karen demise we thought it will be great to play something that would bring out our delight. “Addison is way too smart and would dig out the murderer in no time, that’s very smart of you” Greg said laughing… making me now worried are we going to continue killing all in the name of power and again will I be the only one getting my hands stained and he just laugh freely and enjoy the view. His word is making me to begin getting suspicious of him,. “so are you trying to say if he digs out the murder I am going to be the one he catches?´” I asked to be sure of the kind man I am dealing with before giving him all my trust.

Maybe both. "How did you find us?" "I didn't. I was tracking Vivienne's men. "I've been watching her operation for months now.” Gregor took a flask from his jacket and drank long, then passed it to me. I shook my head. “I heard the explosion, seen the fire. By the time I arrived, your girl was struggling to pull you away from the crash site and Vivienne's cleanup team was on us; had to take out three of those fuckers while getting you two out.”