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"What is it with you and Xavier? Why would you accuse him of something so outrageous?" Harry exhaled. He beckoned towards a maid who had been standing there all along. "I will explain something you both don't know about. Myself and Anastasia aren't just haters of Xavier. This is all for a reason. Some years back before Anastasia left the pack house, she had come to confide in me about something crucial. And—“ "Why you and not me?" Nadia cut in. "Act your age, Nadia and just listen. I am her godfather and she could definitely come to me." Harry looked angry. "Eight years ago when Anastasia was still so hung up on Xavier, she came to me to talk about something she heard him telling the witch g

Sarah walked up to Selena, "Are you okay?" "Yes," she said and nodded at the same time. "How is Mom?" "She sends her regards" Sarah looked around and fixed her gaze on the two guys. "You both don't look pleased to see me. Oh! Your friend is out there." She turned to me, "What's his name?" "Harry," "Do you have any photograph of him?" Fred stood up and walked towards Sarah, "Why do you need it? Are you a CIA by disguise?" Sarah chuckled, she found the question funny and annoying at the same time.

Liam stared at him with wide eyes. "This. Do you think I want this?" Harry said pointing at the file. "If I wanted this then don't forget Liam Stone I have full power to snatch this from you. I don't need your fucking donation. I want my wife back. I want my Rose back." Liam was frozen in his place as he stared at the crazy man with stunning eyes. "But why I mean you--" Harry cut his words as he kicked the table away in anger. "BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOUR SISTER YOU BASTARD!" He yelled making Liam stare at him with stunned eyes. He didn't know this piece of information even Xander didn't know.

A young man walke dinnand by the tattoo on the side of his neck, I knew it was the guy that delivered h third box. He bent and looked at me in the face “You might know them, but do you know me?” He asked.. He looked vaguely familiar.. He chuckled at the confusion in my face.. I looked back at Desiree who was too weak to look up. It felt like she wasn't even breathing at all.. “I'm Harry, the one who Desiree loved before meeting you, a very rich and handsome man!”. “Oh so you think you are the star of the show, well are you MichealAngelo, i need him to come meet as a msn, i need to meet zadok tell him to come!”.

"She's fine, the wound isn't too bad. Just don't let her walk for a few days, wait for the wound to dry up." Oliver nodded in understanding, his eyes looking straight at Sophia who was at home in her dreams. “By the way who is this girl, Oliver?” “She's my personal maid, Harry.” “What!” Harry almost shouted, but he quickly covered his own mouth with his hand. A personal maid? Isn't this girl too young to be a servant? “Let's talk outside.” Doctor Harry was one of Oliver's friends, they had been friends since childhood. Harry was 3 years older than Oliver. Their friendship had lasted for a long time. Harry already considered Oliver as his brother. Moreover, Harry has worked for Oliver's famil

“This place belongs to your boyfriend’s family.” “What?” I asked, feeling my body tense. Harry tilted his head and took a cigarette from the inner pocket of his coat. “That son of a bitch didn’t lie about being an heir—actually, I think that was the only truth he told you. But he’s not inheriting companies; he’s inheriting a branch of a mafia family.” “This… this… can’t be true. Mr. Harris is an heir, and he and Daniel—” I stammered, trying to make sense of it all, but nothing seemed to add up in my head.

DARIUS' POV "Well, well," his smooth voice said. I turned around slowly to face Harry who was standing in the doorway. He looked immaculate as always in tailored clothes that probably cost more than most pack members made in a month. His blonde hair was artfully styled. There was a strange false concern etched into his big bright blue eyes. He looked like an angel. But Harry? He acted like the devil. "I heard there was some excitement today. Came to see the damage for myself."

The two of them shared each other in a manly way and Kavinsky walked in. Harry is wearing a white round-neck top and black pants, he held a cup of coffee in his left hand. He had black straight hair which made a bang in front of his face. His face is oblong and his eyes were black too. "What of your Dad?", Kavinsky asked crashing on the brown sofa. "He is at work", Harry replied sipping the coffee he held. "Aren't you going to offer me one?", Kavinsky asked referring to the coffee "Nah, am cool", Harry replied and they both laughed

Matilda asked worriedly seeing the shocked face of Hazel. “Hazel? Answer me?” Hazel snapped out of shock and whispered, “my husband.....” _____________ Harry opened the door to his house and saw few tall looking men outside. “Yes? How may I help you?” He questioned raising an eyebrow. “Where is young mr. Xavier?” One bulky looking man asked. Harry frowned in confusion, “who? Young mr? Are you talking about my little nephew? What’s your deal with him?” “We are here on order of Mr. Ferris to bring his son to him.” They spoke firmly with determination.

Supressing my anger towards this mindless assistant of mine. "I'm sorry, Miss Siren. But I won't allow anybody to do wicked things to Young lady. I am Harry Spencers. I made a vow to myself that I will protect you in all ways that I can. I am just doing my oath." He's refusal make me wanna blow his head with a pan. He badly needed a good beating later. "This guy looks high on himself. Seems like he's been really in love with this witch." Claudia's mocking look gave me an impression that I want to skinned her alive right now. I'm wondering if she's not that smart enough to think about what Harry said.