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So, tonight is Saturday night and we are going a club to celebrate. "Tonight, we celebrate. Let's order our drinks then hit the dance floor." He replies. "Sounds good!" I agree. We drink and sit in his VIP area. I noticed a blonde staring us down. "Who's the blonde?" "Where?" He asks. "Over there. She's been watching us almost since we got here. "Oh, that's Rachel Hylton. Her dad owns Hylton Records. "The Hylton recording company?" I ask. "One and only." He agrees.

Patrick Conal scanned the watch that Patrick showed. “ Wh-who are you exactly? Brother of Elon Musk or something!?” He gulped and asked. “ I am nobody. But right now, let's make a good deal without wasting another time. Give me 40% of your share from the money you would get from this Blue Platinum exhibition. I will help you to make a tool that will help you to touch it with your bare hands.” “ How did you know that I would display it?” “ Isn't it obvious? Other than this you have no clue how to use it.”

"And he believed you?" She smiled into her drink before taking a sip. "Why wouldn't he? Men like Damon are dangerous because they're intelligent. But being the smartest person in the room always makes one blind to what's right under their noses. He thinks he's the only one who knows how to wield a knife. He doesn't realize mine is already resting beneath his chin." Helena was really in a class of her own wasn't she? "So how exactly does this work?" "He'll purchase the building, fund the business, and have everything registered through a nominee."

He replies, patting his shoulder gently. "Hello, I am Dr. Dung Chung-Hee." Dr. introduces himself to Do-Yun and Mr. Seong. "I am taking your granddaughter's case." He adds looking at the older man. "That wasn't necessary. You don't need to do that, she is already in a coma. It would take months until she wakes up from it." Mr. Seong tells him in a firm tone. "I think we should let the professionals do their job instead of doing it ourselves." Dr. Chung states looking straight at Mr. Seong. "Fine. Thank you." Mr. Seong says and turns around to sit back on his chair.

“You didn’t know?” Elena’s eyes widened. “You own… everything, don’t you?” Damon bent down to her face. His breath brushed her ear. “Not everything. Not yet.” Her friends whistled from the dance floor. “Go, Elena!” one of them yelled. She ignored them, heart racing. “I’m off the clock, Mr. Voss. You can’t boss me around here.” His grip tightened. “Call me Damon tonight.” His voice dropped even lower. “And I can do whatever the fuck I want in my own club.”

My sniffly arrogance had worked, since He looked taken aback for a moment before he got himself back and extended a hand to me in greeting, “To what do I owe this visit?” I asked dismissing his hand that hand pathetically in the air, I had no urge to be close to a gold crest world, especially one with a murderer for a father. “ Ah! Yes, I’m in contact with one of your project partners, Mr. Grey, her name is Thalia Silver, I have also taken interest in the billion funding project you are starting, Damon says to me with excitement. “ Is that so?” “Of course!”

Damian said, relieved. Cassie put a hand to her chest, and said, “I want a guaranteed good review.” Said Cassie, looking confident. That got Damian’s interest, so he turned towards her. “I will put my life on the line, for your nephew. For your son. If he is safe when my one year contract is over, you’ll give me full marks… And become an angel-level patron of ESNA.” Cassie made a solid bluff. ESNA could always use more wealthy patrons.

damn really skinny , sometimes I think while making me god forgot that a thing called muscles exist between bones and skin , but nevermind i can't change it .Duh . So i have messy ash blonde hair and acne loves me , my bestfriends you know they never leave me alone especially when i have to go to a special event . My face feautures aren't great too .But fortunately i got great nails , well they are almost claws , very sharp you know .This is how a look like .I have no special interest you know accept ballet , i am almost a prefect in it and it is the only thing I enjoy in this Damn world .I have frinds too but a very few , Gave you a reason to be jelous .Yeah you are not the only one , woul

" The question was more aimed at our pack rather than the Blood Moon pack members since they clearly had nothing to fear, it seemed. No one stepped forward. Guess everyone was scared. Damon just let out a small chuckle and shook his head slightly, probably laughing at us and our amazing cowardice. That was the first time I'd seen him smile, he even has a dimple. He looked so ... "I'll fight." Oh great the stupid blonde bimbo. And it pissed me off that her hair was the exact same shade as my mom's hair. Blonde waist length hair with platinum highlights. But it looked way better on my mom.

" The question was more aimed at our pack rather than the Blood Moon pack members since they clearly had nothing to fear, it seemed. No one stepped forward. Guess everyone was scared. Damon just let out a small chuckle and shook his head slightly, probably laughing at us and our amazing cowardice. That was the first time I'd seen him smile, he even has a dimple. He looked so ... "I'll fight." Oh great the stupid blonde bimbo. And it pissed me off that her hair was the exact same shade as my mom's hair. Blonde waist length hair with platinum highlights. But it looked way better on my mom.