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Only Damien and I remained. He stood up slowly, towering over me. His expression was dark, controlled fury. My stomach dropped even as my pussy throbbed with terrified excitement.

I couldn’t even look at it again. I'll G****e it later to better satisfy my curiosity. The big X waited on the opposite wall. It was tall and padded in black leather. Straps at the top for wrists, lower ones for ankles. Metal rings bolted into the frame. Built to hold someone upright. I was buffled. What did they do here? I picked up the duster again.

“Lower back. Crescent moon with vines. I have the reference.” His eyes flicked over the image, then back to me, amusement fading into something sharper. “Of course you do. Trying so hard to be one of the cool kids now that you’re at college, I'm guessing” He stood up, towering over me. “Fine. Come to the back. But if you cry or bitch even once, I stop and you pay full price anyway.” The private room was dim, sterile, and intimate. Black walls, strong lighting over the adjustable chair, the faint smell of antiseptic and ink. My heart hammered as I set my bag down.

Dark bored said. Blake frowned at him. "Do you believe you'll still be alive, Blake?" asked Dark. Blake was amazed and looked at his body lying in bed. The noise from this device was strong, Blake had a bandage on his head, he also had a bandage on his chest. Blake couldn't resist hanging onto his head and chest. Blake turned to Dark, and looked at what he was wearing. Dark is all black, with gloves and a coat. Its elegance was more pronounced in the coat, but the expression on his face was still the same.

"Will y'all please let us get through our first day first? Y'all just wanna be up in his business. You guys I really like him. So let's not run him away yet." "We wanna screen him before you get too far in like Damien. We gotta give him the sisters approval. We just want you to be happy Luv." Replied Sheka. I decided on a little black dress that covered me but showed off my curves with the red bottom shoes that they suggested. Sheka flat iron my natural long hair and gave me a soft beat makeover . I was set and looked amazing. As soon as I was ready, I rushed them out the door and waited for my date to arrive.

"Myra Moretti. Please come here. The surgeon wants to talk to you." A nurse called her name and guided her to the nearby room. "Good afternoon Dr. Blake." A 21-year-old girl with a height of 5 feet 11 inches stood in front of a surgeon while greeting. She was wearing black jeans and a white t-shirt. Her long waist-length golden brown hair was tied in a ponytail. The most beautiful feature in her appearance is her ocean blue big eyes. She is indeed a beautiful creation of God. She got her eyes from her mother. Her mother Minerva has the same ocean blue eyes as her.

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His fingers dug into the stone floor, his breathing ragged. “Magnus!” Aria tried to get closer, but Derek pulled her back. Then Magnus looked up, and her heart nearly stopped. His irises were no longer their usual shade. They burned with unnatural black and violet hues, swirling like a storm. His skin darkened in places, veins pulsating beneath the surface. It wasn’t just corruption. It was becoming him. Derek unsheathed his sword. “Magnus, fight it.” Magnus’s head tilted slightly, his expression eerily blank. “Fight what?” His voice sounded layered—his own, but with something else beneath it. Something deeper.