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" 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.

Matthew's First-Person POV Evelyn Carter said, "I lost a game back at the bar, so I just picked some random guy to do the dare with. I didn't expect him to be this easy to fool. I pretended to be blind and stayed with him for a whole year, and he actually believed it without question." Lewis Ross pressed on with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "Don't you ever get bored having to keep this up for so long?" Evelyn fell silent for a moment.

After noticing that I am the one only who is not moving, I force myself to do the same thing. After moving our chairs, the prayer meeting— I mean our discussion commences­­­­­­­. Our group is now composed of I, Platinum Blonde, and Rugged Guy. “So, should we start introducing ourselves?” Platinum Blonde chirpily suggests. She plasters a wide grin on her face. It looks really awkward in my peripheral vision and I am not going to be the one to point that out to her. “My name is Amanda Daring, executive assistant of Global World.”

Chloe said. "Sorry, but I will make it up to you when we see again" Ava said and ran to the payment section with it. "Who is she?" Chelsea asked. "I don’t know her, I’ve never met her before, but she has an annoying character like Damies" "Who’s Damies?" "That’s stupid Damien Walter" "Ah, Damies? You even abbreviated his name" Chelsea said smiling, but when Chloe shot her a glare she stopped smiling. "I will just go to another grocery store to get my dad his pineapple"

Not bad at all. I flicked the screen’s knock open and my breath hitched. It was a familiar notification from ‘Camgirlbeauties.com.’ ‘Congrats Masked Muse. You've earned a total amount of $21,000 from your Patrons during your recent livestream. The amount has been confirmed and will soon be transferred to your account. We will be looking forward to your next livestream. Keep shining.’

she whispers. As I approach the group to offer assistance, my eyes land on one of the guys. He stands out immediately — tall and slender, with impeccably styled platinum blond hair. He's wearing a fitted velvet blazer in a rich burgundy hue, paired with tailored trousers and polished loafers. My heart skips a beat. It's Eden Jonas, the influencer whose post about Bill punching Max Laurent went viral.

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They nodded their heads as it finally made sense to them. “I can’t believe Damien has a son,” Dante said, looking at Egan closely. Egan was also staring at him, and I can tell he is curious. “You want to ask a question?” he asked. Egan nodded his head. “Okay, ask away,” he said. “Why are you bald?” he asked, tilting his head. Dante let out a small laugh. “I fight bad guys all the time; being bald makes me look cool,” he said. Egan smiled, looking at Dante.

I gave them the most poisonous smile in my arsenal, held it for three full seconds, then turned away. “Good evening again, beautiful people,” I drawled into the mic, my voice rolling out in the way I knew made boardrooms nervous and bedrooms wet. “Most of y’all don’t know me from Adam. My little brother Elis gets the spotlights, not that I’m complaining,” a little chuckle erupted from a corner. “But for those who don’t keep up with the London papers, allow me to introduce myself properly. Damian Thorne, CEO of D.T. Tech, the one and only billionaire who shows up to nine-figure board meetings in a hoodie and zero fucks.”

I am guessing that she had not seen a black card before. “I c-c-cannot t-take this. I have my own money I can use.” she stuttered. “I know you do, but I want you to use it. I have already ordered one for you. It will have your name on it. Do not even argue with me about it. I love the fact that you are independent and can support yourself, but you have me now to help you. Let me help you. Plus, it would make Locke and I happy to spoil our Luna.” I commented.