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He doesn't even look at me, his eyes are locked on the man seconds away from taking my life. "This is how this will go. I will leave with her, and you will let us. Or she dies." I wince as he gives my throat a hard squeeze. "Why waste such a pretty face? Viktor will take good care of this one." Diego's piercing gaze shifts onto my face, a silent plea for trust reflected in his eyes. Swift as lightning, he steadies his gun and pulls the trigger. The assailant emits a pained cry, staggering back, blood splattering on me as his weapon clatters to the ground. Instinctively, I propel myself towards Diego, a surge of desperation compelling me into the sanctuary of his protective arms.

“Don’t you see? We’re destined to die. All of us. Our destiny has always been two thousand years. And nothing we can do will change that. Attacking some poor girl is not going to change your life.” She narrowed her eyes. “You wouldn’t be trying to protect her unless you thought it was all true. That she really was the one.” She narrowed her eyes further. “I’ll be that she even offered you the key already—and that you said no. You did, didn’t you?” He looked at her, blushing. It was uncanny how she could always read him. “What do you care?” he said. “What are you going to do? Kill me? We’re all dying anyway.”

Hnery***** The clearing erupted into chaos as the crimson light faded, revealing a figure that seemed to command the very shadows around him. Diego. The rogue Alpha stood tall, his jet-black hair whipping in the icy wind, a wicked smirk etched on his rugged face. His eyes glowed with a predatory amber, and his presence felt suffocating, an aura of danger wrapped in ruthless confidence. “Well, well,” Diego drawled, his voice smooth as silk but carrying the promise of violence. “Xavier, always so predictable. And you…” His gaze shifted to me, his smirk deepening. “Henry. The bond that ties him. How quaint.”

he ordered I exploded at his order. Pleasure rushed through my whole body and I screamed his name as my pussy squeezed tightly around his cock Professor Hungs thrust a few more times, then he groaned loud and filled me with his hot seed We stayed like that for some minutes, breathing hard with our bodies still joined He kissed my forehead softly and whispered, “you will go to the hospital to get on the pills Lia. This is our first but it is never going to be the last. Huh?”

Their position was now intimate and perfect, and Hazel wanted to scream when, with a steady motion, Diego reunited them, entering her once more in a single, deep thrust. Hazel’s head fell limp on Diego’s shoulder, her breath coming in gasps. It felt like being ridden by the same storm that was destroying her. "You like it," Diego whispered, his mouth brushing the damp skin of her neck. "I know. You’ve written scenes exactly like this in your erotic books." He paused, letting his words sink in. "But unfortunately... the descriptions of the feelings you write aren't detailed enough. Not... real enough."

Even if the fugitive deserved to die, the elder Liam’s lack of emotion was chilling. "What about the others?" she asked, looking at the unconscious thugs. The "Ghost" is dead, but the blood hasn't finished flowing. Chloe is staring at a man who just committed a cold-blooded execution, and the sound of helicopters is beginning to drown out the silence of the reservoir. Xavier Grayson’s tactical teams are descending. When the two most dangerous men in Haicheng meet over the body of a fugitive, will Chloe be the prize... or the casualty? Follow-up Question: Should the next chapter focus on the icy confrontation between Xavier Grayson and Liam Martin Sr. as the Grayson drones land, or Chloe’s at