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They were probably thinking I was going to ask for something ridiculous. What I wanted was well within their mafia capabilities. Dante let out a breath before asking, “And what’s that?” “I want a phone, and you will get me any book I want. Hard copy, I mean.” He smiled, very brightly I might add. “Is that all, princess?” That name again. I wasn’t sure if I liked it or hated it. “I mean it. Even the limited edition ones.” “I’m sure I’d be able to get them,” he replied, like I was being ridiculous, but I knew how hard some books were to find.

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A ribbon tied carefully, like someone had taken their time. Azxel walked over and sat down. He didn’t smile. He didn’t frown. He pulled the ribbon loose and opened the box. Inside were matching clothes, other couples’ items. Things meant to be worn together folded perfectly but on top of them sat a rough looking plain book without a name. It looked Lila a little old diary. Azxel picked it up and opened the first page. ‘My life.’ He blinked slowly trying to understand the two words written on it. Something stirred faintly in his chest, like pressure without a shape. He closed the diary, put everything back into the box, and stood.

“So who are you picking?” My gaze drifted across the café, settling on a painting on the wall. I had no idea. And I only had a few hours left to decide. • I opened the box delivered by a courier. It was from Kyle. Just like he said, it contained a dress, purse and heels. The dress was red and strapless, with a high slit running up my thigh. It was elegant but bold. Revealing in a way that left little to the imagination. Kyle knew exactly what he was doing.

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“Alright, I surrender.” “Allow me one last try,” he said, and with a determined flick of his wrist, he sent the arrow flying, bursting the final balloon and securing their win. “We did it!” he exclaimed, turning to the vendor. “I’d like the big Milk teddy bear, please.” The seller nodded, handing over the prize. “Wow, it’s beautiful! I promise your girlfriend will adore it,” Susan said, her excitement palpable as Jimmy pointed the bear toward her, catching her off guard.

They’re all about the golden wolf. I look back at him and raise the book, “Are these?” I start, and he nods. “You can have any you want.” He says, still not moving from his spot on his desk. “Thanks. I’ll have to have Issac come in and see what ones we don’t have.” I tell him and he nods.

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Well yeah… “Will it be so bad?” “Oh my god…” “You will have everything your heart desires…” “I am good thank you… Do not need to sleep with you and your brother to have what I want. I have everything I could ever want… You haven’t even thought it through Tristan. I am not an object… I don’t want to be owned… I don’t want to be brought… I have enough to make me happy.” And that there was the issue. He could not buy her…

MARCO I shake off the lingering unease from Luca's disturbing "prescription" and head back to my apartment, desperate for the comfort of solitude. The driver's lounge and garage suddenly felt overwhelmingly claustrophobic, like the walls were closing in intent on entombing me in my friend's insidious delusions. Delusions...or some darker introspection I've refused to acknowledge until now? Growling under my breath, I smack the heels of my palms against my eye sockets, as if I can physically dislodge the disconcerting thoughts gnawing at the edges of my consciousness. It's a fruitless exercise - if anything, it only seems to grant them more purchase.