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He gave a straight order without a care in the world of what Harry was actually doing. “Man, I'm in the middle of something here.”He replied and was about to continue, but then Andy had already disconnected the call. Harry is one of the best hackers in the country, he even has an organization of hackers which is his personal Investment. With Harry, they find out anything they want to about any businessman and that has helped them a lot. “Andy”He heard the doctor's voice which brought him back to reality. He stood up and walked to where the doctor stood.”How is she doing?”He asked impatiently.

replied Harry as he continued smiling. At that moment, the old man looked at his subordinates. Among them, was the long-haired Scorpion. Seeing their cue, all of them immediately pounced on Harry, subduing him in seconds! “The f*ck? Are you guys seriously trying to silence me for good? D*mn it all!”

'Because I need you to go to Oscar's for me. Oscar Turnbull . Scum of the fucking earth and maybe even the universe. Big time drug dealer, strip club owner and God knows what else. He was also Davey's source. The head honcho. The spider whose web everyone else was caught in. He distributed to Davey, Davey distributed to his crew, his crew dealt on Davey's club scene. Everyone got paid. Everyone was happy.

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

those were her only words. I expected more words from her other than just the young battered man being a spy, but Oscar had chipped in just before I could utter my next words. "Apparently, he's not the brightest bulb in the room. So I'm not surprised how inconsistent he is in trying to adopt a certain persona for his escapades. Once upon a time, he posed as a member of the DuskBorn Blood, buying his way into the SilverFang pack. But when I monitored him closely, he's affiliated with Elder Malachi... that thorn of a man. He knows something that we don't..." Oscar said the words through gritted teeth.

It was three in the morning and I was driving around New York pretending I was out clearing my head. It was just a fucking lie I told myself to pretend I knew what I was doing when it came to Hazel. My phone rang just as I pulled up to the address Ivan had gotten me. “Carter is in. The shipments will be arriving soon. I don’t know what you said to him but it worked. “ Of course, it fucking worked. I was the most powerful and dangerous man in New York. A lot of his actions were motivated by fear. I was unforgiving and everybody knew it. Carter was smart to accept my escorts, drinks, and deals.

Furious, he stared icily at Harry and questioned, "Who are you?" Harry was thrilled to note the change in Franklin's expression. He thought he'd succeeded in inciting Franklin, which meant that Damian would have hell to pay. "My name is Harry Sawyer, Mr. Webb. I'm from Spencer Corporation. You don't need to thank me for exposing these two vermin to you. I'm honored to do my part in ensuring that nothing disrupts the celebration!" Franklin wanted to curse. Hah! As if he felt thankful! With a stormy look in his eyes, he slapped Harry right across the face, roaring in anger, "You look like the vermin to me!"

Originally, Harry slept with one of the investors of the drama, a fat, greasy, potbellied, and stinking middle-aged man, in order to be cast as the male lead of the movie. Who knew that after the second day, while Harry was still going through fresh pain, the investors of the movie would come together and decided on casting Oakley as the lead because Oakley is one of the top actors, who has a huge fan base Unlike Oakley, Harry is still considered a small actor. Harry had been very indignant, and he stormed to the investor in rage. The disgusting investor informs Harry that he can only obediently accept the supporting character. As if that isn't enough, the disgusting investor informed Harry

I offered. "That works. Why is there a vampire inside the castle?" he inquired. "The vampire's name is Harry; he's the drummer for the ShanHai band, which is currently highly acclaimed. I've heard he also engages in some private business ventures. I find him agreeable company, hence our recent interactions," I disclosed Harry's public identity, with his consent, knowing the old man would surely ask. "But he's a vampire, and vampires and werewolves are ancient enemies. It would be difficult to explain if his kind found out," he pointed out.

Is he a part of the Mafia or what? How can someone has brutal as this still exist. Jail he should to to jail. Fuck am calling the police. God......look at that body.... The chest which stood like an holy ground where I won't mind offering a prayer, then the v-line on his hips, just like a call of duty. A duty that would make you want to rip off his towel and show what's hidden behind to the world. Right in front of me is Xavier, well not just Xavier, a naked Xavier.