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Lena arrived at the lobby and head straight to the cafeteria where she picked her lunch and took a seat, she took a bit and turned her gaze to the TV above. Ting! She heard a notification from her phone, placed a hand in her bag and pulled out her phone to check what it was only to see the Mexico workers group chat on fire. “ Have you guys heard? Lena Taylor's red pantie fell from her bag in the present of everyone in the workshop and the boss defended her. This happened after she went on an errant for the boss.” “ I can link what this is…. They is something fishy!” “ I heard something similar like this happened at the main branch in Greenville from Vicky and I thought maybe it wasn't seriou

Third Person POV She smirked to herself, unable to hide the satisfaction on her face. It had been too easy, framing that fucking slut and making her regret ever trying to cross her. Now Marissa was in the dungeon, facing the consequences of what Alice had forced her to do, and Alice was now on top, just like she had always been. She'd personally eliminated the threat to her, and nothing had made her happier. She straightened up as she heard the sound of footsteps approaching her, already smelling his distinct scent wafting down the hallway.

Lily literally falls for every hot dude she meets either in good circumstances or bad ones. “He is the Bratva’s first son, Vincenzo Salvatore De Luca.” My jaw ticked and my fingers dug into my palms, almost drawing out blood at the mention of his name. “Oh my gosh! He is so hot!” “Let’s go, Lily. I need to speak to Dad.” I walked past the dreamy girl, who wished she could have Vincenzo towering over her while whispering sweet nothings into her ear. But she had no idea that the devil does none of that.

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

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Kliara told Jacob. Jacob remembered when Mike got out a book and was able to figure out his identity from the information in the book and thought to himself that the books Kliara had told him she had might be a jackpot for him. “Of course I’m interested, you have no Idea how much more I want to know” Jacob quickly agreed to Kliara hearing she has the book about her family. Kliara took Jacob back to her room, she brought the books and handed them to Jacob. Jacob being more focused on the information on the book took it and went straight to Kliara’s favorite spot by her window to sit as he went through the book.

This is book two in the series, we are going to see Autumn evolve to become the person she is meant to be with her bff and vampire love by her side

“Look at yourself! Suspicious, jealous, and always imagining the worst. “You’re nothing like the thoughtful woman you used to be. You grew up on the streets, Clea. “You could never compare to someone like Fran, who has wealth and grace. “If you have the energy to make up lies, you’re clearly not that sick. “Stay home, reflect on yourself, and clean up the place before I get back. And don’t call me.” The door slammed shut behind him as silence swallowed the room. Then I felt a wet warmth between my legs. The life inside me was slipping away. With the last of my strength, I reached for my phone and called my best friend, Lina Lester.