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I won't have to travel that often to find good fucks, now that I have Dark. He is young and powerful and knows how to fuck, he is no amateur. I wonder who taught him, as I do not know his parents. If he is that good, then his father must be a genius and that is something I am interested in. I will ask him as soon as he settles in his room. I sign some more papers and then head back to the palace. Dark is already here talking to Maleficent. I kiss Maleficent and tell her that Dark is my personal assistant, but he will gladly assist her too in anything needed.

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"What am I doing?" He chuckled. "That's a good question. You just took on the army lead by the darkness and won. I'd say, whatever you're doing, you're doing a pretty good job." I pushed back away from him. "Wait, but the darkness holds your contract. How are you here right now?" "You summoned me." "It hasn't worked before." "The darkness is a little distracted right now." He leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "I took my chances." "How do I buy your contract? How do I get you away from her?"

Finally, I start typing. ObsidianShade: You’re wrong if you think the darkness can be worn like a costume. It consumes you. It’s not about being sweet or light—it’s about being willing to burn everything inside you to ashes. Think you’re ready for that? If you want to shadow me, fine. But you’ll follow my rules. First, prove you can follow orders. Click the link below. It expires in two minutes. Enter the city where you live and nothing else. We’ll talk directly. I don’t work through forums.

he added. Dark has just shot himself.

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I want the world to bow to me. I heard a knock at my door and immediately recognized the person as the one I had dispatched to keep an eye on Dark. I know many of Dark’s secrets, and that’s why I wanted to be his. He is dark like me. I know he killed his mate a long time ago, and so I killed mine to be with him.

with that I let darkness engulf me. To be continued.

Yes, that will do. If you guys are wondering what a blind kid is seeing. Well, I can't see anything. That's it. Darkness. Dullness. I can't see but, I thank the heavens every single day that I can still hear them. It's just getting worse day by day. Although I can't be a burden here, I can't do anything but just thank them. They are the light in my dark path. They are my guide and I'm more than thankful for that. Curse that bastard. It's his fault. I can't be what I want to be anymore. I'll just be a bother with my whole life, am I? I can't help it. It's getting worse. I can feel this stupid tears building inside their cage, again. No no. I don't. I won't cry. Not again. Please, don't come o

My gaze meets a very familiar pair of black eyes sitting alone in a booth near to us with a phone over his ear. The second my eyes meet him, a glare was burning inside my orbs. It was Grayson, the bodyguard that sometimes accompanies me. He looked very indifferent to my stares and stared directly at me still. I’m being followed now, or what? “Shall we go somewhere else?” I turned my attention back to Chris, who nodded and asked for the check. He took his phone and car keys then we stood up making our way outside, passing Grayson booth who stood up. Why the hell am I being followed! How did he even know where I am? Because I’m sure Dimitri wouldn’t say a word.