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Zack asked. "No…that's not it!" Madison panickedly waved her hands. The man scoffed. "What do you mean that's not it? I still have the transaction details—and the call recordings too." He then turned to Zack. "I've heard so much about you, Dr. Smith. Seeing you reminds me of that poor sister of yours. Her bones were really tough. My men and I had to hammer away for hours before we could finally break them. "She screamed until she lost her voice. Even a drug dealer like me couldn't help but pity her. But I have to say—that sister of yours is truly a wonderful woman. All my men kept saying she was the wettest woman they've ever touched."

"Umm, Anya, there's a man coming this way and he doesn't look very happy. Do you know him?" Anya didn't even have to turn to know who Claudia was referring to. She could feel the heat of Ash's fury as it licked over her like a physical presence. She ignored the big man bearing down on their table and calmly placed her cards in front of her. "Full house," she announced, lips curving in a wicked smile. Claudia continued to stare at the blond giant who stopped a few feet behind Anya's chair, watching her like a predator stalking prey. Anya waved a hand in front of Claudia's face. Claudia frowned and looked down.

’’ I turn towards my computer so I can begin her payment. I don’t like being mean to people, but what can I do when they do these things to me first? Plus, with these hormones, it is hard for me to be nice to people who are doing me wrong. But I guess Asher is right. I can’t let anyone walk over me. In this city, it is dog-eat-dog. People do things for their own selfish reasons. “How much was she paying you?’’ Noah asks. ‘’Eighteen thousand dollars.’’

Author's Note Dear Reader, Welcome to Beautifully Unfaithful. This is a story about betrayal, but perhaps not in the way you expect. It is about a woman who spent years carrying everyone else's expectations while quietly starving inside. It is about grief that was never healed, love that became a weapon, and the devastating loneliness that can exist inside a marriage long before anyone walks away from it. Laurel Cruz Leonard is not a perfect heroine. She makes choices that many will question. Some will judge her. Others may understand her far too well.

I would find her and God have mercy on the soul that took her- there would be no mercy and no where to run to! TBC Go read my book on NovelNow, it's going to be transferred soon to Goodnovel though. Here's a sneak peak to OATH BOUNDED TO A MOBSTER Chapter 1 Henley I folded my hands as I leaned on the coffee machine, the mop handle nudged my stomach but I didn't budge. I had long finished mopping and cleaning the top floor. I watched the other table that was filled with blondes girls, ordering and eating like life was just a piece of cake.

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

AND WHY THE HELL I AM GOING TO PANIC? “The morning here looks incredible Joeff, it is awesome.” The sense of being content. She is the best example for that word. I hope everyone appreciate the morning just like her. But I understand how this world works. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL

The Devil's Clan is owned by Russell Volkov, the great Italian Mafia of all time, but that title will be taken from him soon. I will strip him of that title and become the great Italian Mafia of all time. My father, Duncan tried to get his hands on the title, but couldn't, because he fell in love with my mother and would do whatever it takes to protect her. Because of her, he gave up on the Great Mafia title, but I won't. I don't love anyone, and have no one to protect. Alessia is no one for me to protect, and I won't drag her into my mess.

It is almost midnight and I am trying to get some work done. My concentration is lost, no matter how hard I try to read the letters on the paper, I just can't. My thoughts constantly wander to my Rain. It is Full Moon again, wherever she is, I am sure she will have crawled anxiously into a corner. I never managed to get it out of her from whence this fear of the Full Moon comes. Certainly, Lupercalia brings her nightmares since our pup just kept postponing his arrival and pack members mocked her. But I always get the feeling there's more behind it.