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Elena felt irritated, she was not going to allow Carl have sex with her. "But I told you, I am on my period" He stood up menacingly from the bed and shot her a deadly glare; "You are such a terrible liar Elen. You really think I don't know about this things? I made my research and found out you were lying" Elena stiffened a bit. That was her only hope of avoiding sex but it wasn't working. She contemplated on actually having sex with Carl; she knew it would defile her conscience because she swore to herself that only Ciro would touch her but she needed to fully capture him and so sex was the only way.

“Are we getting your message clear Ms. Keira? You did not cheat on Mr. Stephen but you admit your intimacy with your company’s president like how those pictures of yours; kissing in the lake?” Keira smirked and picked up the microphone to answer. “Yes.” Again her short answer drew more questions and embarrassment for Stephen. Mr. Watson took the microphone again and gave the last set of questions. Keira made sure that the last set will be given to her planted reporter. “Good morning, I would like to ask the last set of question for Ms. Elisa.” Ms. Elisa was glad that her side would be heard, because she felt that Clarke and Keira’s answers were too vague.

“Everything you can find on her. I don’t care if it takes all night. I want every single thing about her, who she is, where she came from, her childhood. I want to know if she uses the bathroom, I want to know where she uses it.” Ethan stood near the desk, expression rigid. Carter leaned against the wall by the door, arms crossed, already tense. Both men understood when I was angry, and right now I was more than just angry, I was livid. That woman approached my mate and she did it without question. She did it without difficulty and the cold chill that Sienna felt, it did not make sense. Ethan nodded. “You want just Delilah?”

- I patted her hands, flashing a pretentious smile towards the unnoticing reporters. Irina, stunned by my swift change in mood, gritted her teeth while holding up her pretentious smile. She knew that the jig was up, she chuckled drily - her eyes evasive. "Since we've met here, why don't we go on a shopping date together?. Miss Selene only picked a Chess piece, your tastes have changed overnight and i would love to know why." - She spoke softly, not wanting to falter in the eyes of the public.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

She knew that eventually, he would be back home, she would cherish the memories they had shared and the bond they had formed. She wanted to show him how much she cared for him, and she knew that a simple "thank you" wouldn't be enough. So, she decided to do something bold and unexpected. She went shopping and bought a sexy outfit, something she would never normally wear. She wanted to surprise Delcan and show him how she truly felt. She knew it was a risk, but she was willing to take it. She texted him and told him to come home early. But he tried cause he was busy at work. He had been working late for weeks, and he missed spending time with her. When he walked through the door, he was surpr

"I know you have fantasies and ... I'm a bit dull... No, let me finish. Maybe I'm not dull, but I'm certainly not adventurous. I don't know why that is. But lately, I guess I've kind of been getting out of that shell. Sending you these pictures sort of opened the lid on what could be cooking, sort to speak... And I know opposites kinda attract, and me being like this I guess kinda makes you the opposite. Full of kinks and whatnot. Or at least, that is how I see it. But I want to share everything with you, Isaac. And the photos, captions, and now a risky public photoshoot? I guess I'm kinda opening the idea of some things." Cassandra sat up, looking straight at me. I could tell she was seriou

Well, it must be because of the aphrodisiac. My body ached all over, especially my arm, where I had stabbed it. Once the grogginess lifted and my mind felt clearer, I pushed myself up to sit and checked if my bag was nearby. It was—placed neatly on the table beside the bed. I reached out and picked up my phone. The first thing I saw when I swiped up the lock screen was a social media post. WOW_SHOCKING: [Did Actress Antonette Madonna and CEO of Salvatore Corporation, Vercel Salvatore, break up?]

“What do you want then?” Damien’s gaze sharpened like a blade. He pulled out his phone, tapped the screen, and slid it across the table. On it was a stunning photo of Elena—Marcus’s wife—pulled from her social media. She looked radiant in a flowing summer dress, her long auburn hair catching the sunlight, hazel eyes sparkling with warmth, full lips curved in a genuine smile. Her figure was breathtaking: generous curves, an hourglass shape that turned heads everywhere she went.

~ ELENA’S POV ~ “We’ve been followed,” My heart hammered in my chest as my hands gripped the child in my arm. He stirred in my arms, his soft whimpers blending with the rising tension in the room. Lisa’s claws extended, her body heating up as she started walking towards the door. The knock came again, causing my blood to run cold. How was someone able to track us through the tunnel? I thought Lisa said it was a secret. The second knock pushed the door in and it creaked open. I heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing who it was.