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Turning to Mike, I give him a once over, “You ready to showcase what you can do?” “Bring it on big guy” Mike chuckles eliciting a smirk from me, he wasn’t that small himself, but I guess compared to me most felt small. “Are you ready to see how you fair against this?” He cracks his knuckles and blue sparks of electricity pop and crackle across the back of his hands.

She muttered in shock. The bathroom door creaked open, and Micheal stepped out while drying his hair. His chest was exposed down to the V line below his smooth torso, where a towel hung around. Even though a storm of panic swirled in her chest, she wanted to drool over his hot morning look. He paused when he saw her. “Hey, you're awake.” Chelsea went pale. “What the actual fuck, Mike?” He frowned. “What?” “I didn't know you could…” The words stuck. “Our parents are getting married, and this happened.”

Mike said, "I know I should've deleted it down, but some fake fan pages also have it, so there's no point of me deleting my own, as they will report my official account.." Lara was shocked at all the silly photos and videos of Mike that she saw, and it was way worst that the once that Jssper had sent to her. Mike kissed Lara to her neck, and Lara pushed him away and asked him, "How many ladies have you slept with before you meet me?." Mike eyes narrowed at Lara as he sat beside her on her bed and he really want to took off her yellow nightgown and to release her full boobs to his hold. Mike said, "I don't know.. "

"Ladies and gentlemen, good evening. On this special night, I want to share something interesting with you all." As soon as the words left my mouth, the huge LED screen behind me lit up. But instead of playing their sweet love stories, it displayed a series of damning pieces of evidence. First came Frederick's transfer logs from the past five years, labeled as hush money, overnight fee, or role-play pay. Accompanying it was high-definition security footage showing Frederick slipping the engagement necklace into his suit pocket. His face drained of color in an instant.

He still hadn’t disabled it. Because deep down, he still wanted to be watched. Still wanted the punishment. Elena turned to the second feed. The subway platform. Low-res. Blurry. But the man was there. The one Aria met. Asset designation: Gray Echo. Former clean-up crew. Deactivated. But not silenced. Her lips curved slightly. So he’s still breathing. How inefficient. She slid open her desk drawer and pulled out a file. It wasn’t marked with Aria’s name.

Probably reporting to Daniel. *** Back at the city where everyone has access to the internet, Daniel is seething, staring blankly at his phone waiting for it to ring. Anne Yates broke the internet once again and posted another cryptic message during midnight. This time with a photo of a couple with intertwined fingers and a caption ‘See you soon, my love. Can’t wait <3 <3 <3’. It took all of Daniel’s self- control to stop himself from tearing his room down. That’s Celine’s hand alright.

he said to himself before vanishing out of sight. Mike was in his house busy trying to hatch out a plan on how he was going to make Marcel pay for violating his girlfriend Gloria. Although he hasn't come up with any much to his frustration however he has been able to fish out pictures of Marcel from the net and he had printed them out in hard copies: about 12 pictures of Marcel but full and half photographs. So now he knows exactly what Marcel looks like... “Like why the fuck am I not getting any solid idea!" Mike suddenly lashed out, scattering the pictures that were on the table in his sitting room and as he boiled over his failure to come out with a concrete plan the sound of his doorbel