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Ethan said. “Haven’t seen her,” the guy replied. Ethan glanced past him. The interior looked like something out of a luxury magazine spread. Then he noticed the blonde. She was lounging in a doorway down the hall, wearing a bikini like she had just wandered out of a pool party. The air smelled like sex. The shirtless guy noticed Ethan noticing. “You’re the owner of Dirty Angels,” he said casually. “Nice place.” Ethan stiffened. “You know who I am.”

- • Alyssa's POV As I entered the room, I was immediately struck by the beautiful sight before me. The paintings on the wall seemed to blink at me, as if greeting me. The room was painted white with stunning murals hand-painted on the burnt orange and red walls. The furniture was rustic and dark, complemented by vibrant cushions. I had never seen a room with so much furniture and so many hues. The white velvet curtains hid the long windows across the room, leaving only a shy peek. The floor was polished wood, dark and free of clutter. The room looked amazing; it was designed not just to be a room, but to feel like home. I could stay here forever.

"Talking about that, I never got the chance to thank you for removing the barrier." "Talking of being manipulative, I guess all archangels have a knack for being manipulative. Little wonder Adonis had to walk on egg shells." Audrey said as she slowly stood on her feet with the help of the umbrella, letting down her luscious hair. All that was standing was a woman fighting for her life. "Are you going to fight me with that?" Pearldina could not help but laugh at Audrey's foolishness. "This should be more than enough" "You're nothing without your magic." Pearldina raced towards Audrey's aiming for her heart.

answered Erick with a sweet smile. Angel turned his head and found a room that was different from the room in the vampire palace. This room looks like it has a modern interior dominated by a mysterious gray color. Angel was left gawking when suddenly all the curtains lifted by themselves, revealing glass walls that directly bordered the mountains and beautiful pine forest. However, now was not the time to admire the beauty and sophistication of what was there, because a handsome creature was still holding him possessively. "What did you bring me here for, huh?" Angel protested with an annoyed look.

How? Bastien carried her down the steps. Angel saw the wall rack, the hanging rack, and the massive, cushioned slab with bonds. Her eyes grew wider and she was utterly dumbfounded. The cross! It wasn’t black like her dream but gold; her eyes rounded as she stared at the straps. Red velvet. Ohhh… Remaining quiet, he finally set her down. Angel turned all around and gaped at all the various forms of sexual torture—some were total antiques. Her startled gaze finally rested on him. “You are…” Her knees buckled again.

She nods and as we’re walking into the room, Dustin walks in holding two trays. “You can set them over there.” I nod my head toward the couch and coffee table. I watch as Dustin smiles at Angel. I’m going to throat punch him if he doesn’t stop flirting with my mate. “Feeling better Angel?” He asks her, all smiling happiness. “Yes, thank you Dustin.”

Angel whispered to himself before he released a heavy sigh and entered his room. ‘Missing your own melody?’ “Who wouldn’t?” Angel sadly smiled and went to his designated room which was the old room of his mate. ‘You’ll find it. It might lie within Mira. just try, Angel. Just try.’ Angel let the message from his wolf faded into his mind and entered the room. But when he got inside the room, he was welcomed by a huge space. It was very neat and minimalist since the only thing in the room was a study table with a small reading nook and a couch. Then a bedside table, a queen size bed, and black grand piano were at the center of the room as it was still a functional room.

Dina felt like her entire soul was on fire, being in contact with that damn angel had elevated it even worse and she felt a slight wooziness like she would escape Feral’s body at any moment. She instantly decided to buy a package, rather than suffer this much and put the mission at harm, why not? Purchasing the ‘Soul Balm’, Dina felt the flames within her soul being quenched by a soothing frost and couldn’t be happier. Right now, she really thought she was about to die. Feral finally regained himself and with a tiny smile at the worried duo he said, “Let’s go.” The angels’ realm was surrounded by tall and huge mansions engraved within them names which probably showed the owners of the houses

He sat up on the bed; he was in a bed with pink blankets, raised several feet off the floor, looking around the large room he saw murals covering the walls of a golden-haired baby girl playing a garden of Tower Lilies with a golden dragon and a red and yellow phoenix. There were three doors in the room, one of each wall, the one directly ahead swung open, and a pink-haired young lady wearing a loose white dress appeared. In her hand was a tray that held two steaming cups on top of it. She smiled at him, which made him uneasy. This lady's smiles were never good news.

and he drinks water as Angel notice his emotion she surely thinks that he is not okay even he says he is okay then she touches his hand because she thought that the problem was in his workplace. An hour later when they arrived at the art gallery Mike introduced the artworks hanging on the wall as they keep walking Angel noticed that almost all the artworks hanging on the wall and the name under on it is from Mike with his sign then she wonders how many artists are they in the art gallery as they are in Mike's art room where he used to do his artworks she was so amazed on what she sees a messy unfinished artworks paint and other things that used for arts are in there patterns of drawings that