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he explained briefly, continuing to click on the keyboard. "With that being said, you will be happy to know that your next client is none other than Thompson King. He's known for making large scale donations to small scale companies. Has helped revamp the central hospital down south and.." "Hold your horses, Rod. I'm not interested in knowing about his schemes. At least, not today. I told you that I don't operate on weekends. You know this too." Her voice was firm, leaving no room for discussion and Rod knew very well that she meant it.

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“The King. The guy who rules the world.” If David said anything else I didn’t hear it, all my attention was focused on the intimidating man moving towards us. I managed to tear my gaze from his eyes long enough to take in his large muscular frame, encased in a tight black t-shirt and dark jeans. The harsh lights of the room glinted off his coal-black hair and his eyes were the deepest blue I had ever seen. The King of the monsters was beautiful. “What’s he doing here? Why would the King come to a dump like this?” I finally managed to find my voice, although it sounded hoarse to my ears.

If we could mark Dakota none of this would be necessary. “May I have a moment with Dex,” I hear, again pulling me away from my thoughts. Kent turns his head to see Alpha Braden. I immediately sense two of my men at my side, and then Davey puts his hand on my back. Kent looks back to the King. “Just a moment, and no tricks Braden! I mean it,” King Micah shouts. *As if he’s in any position to make demands. Why are we putting up with this asshole again,* Davey asks, cocky.

It was disheartening for them but they did believe that they were at fault. When they walked outside, king Richard and David were left alone. David waited for him to say something. He didn’t want to sound disrespectful. He hoped that the king would try to understand his situation. Like Finn had said, he needed the vampire king’s help. But the king just held on to the bars of the dungeon and stayed in his position for a long time. His eyes were closed. Forehead rested on the jail bars and eyebrows wrinkled, as if he was in a deep thought.

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King was a man of very few words, and he was fond of getting right to the point, but Jax thought that maybe he could have introduced the whole topic a bit more tactfully. Sarah looked across the table at King, totally confused. “Dave Townsend? My ex?” “That’s the fucker,” King said. “Where is he?” “OK, wait… I’m sorry. I don’t understand.” She shook her head. “Are you saying that you’re going to… beat him up?” “For starters.” She looked around the table. “All of you?” They nodded. She looked shocked.

Bowing ensued and silence reigned as he took his seat on the grand chair at the foot of the staircase. My heart raced as I studied the king, his premise was as dark as the rumors had claimed but his looks were anything but horrifying. His hair was well-styled, his lips had a piercing at the side and a tattoo on his neck was obvious. Those dark eyes scanned the room as he looked at the females gathered around him, shaking in fear.

announced the master of the banquet, his voice carrying across the courtyard. We immediately curtsied deeply and held our positions as the grand doors of the throne hall creaked open. All eyes turned toward the entrance where King Lucian Devereux emerged. His figure exuded regal majesty, commanding attention. His tall and powerful frame was draped in luxurious robes that shimmered in the twilight. The crown atop his head glinted with precious gems, but it was his face that drew a quiet gasp from my lips. King Lucian possessed a manly beauty that was both striking and captivating. His chiseled features, sharp jawline, and silvery gray eyes spoke of authority and grace.