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Lewis half yelled cos of the distance 'Melanie Griffith is my better!' Melanie got so emotional her tear escaped instantly. "Get this through your head, think of her what you may. But,the fact still remains. I fûcking love her. I don't need you or anyone else to like her. The fact is am head over heels in love with this girl. I love,chriesh and can die for her cos I fuvking love her !'he yelled. Some present in the park already got the little act on video

Sweat broke out of my forehead, my heart started beating rapidly. "Let's get out of here delvin", I said quietly while holding his hand. "To where?" He asked turning to look at Lexy and Anita talking and smilling at eachother. "Inside! Anywhere! Delvin Please", I begged. "No! We are not going anywhere, we will stay here". "...why are you always running away? Stop it Kelz". He told me sternly, he was getting irritated at my constant habit of running away anytime I set my eyes on Lexy.

She paused as the page loaded. "I thought as much" She said as she zoomed into the page before looking at me. "Over ten Miranda Smiths in Memphis, Tennessee. You're going to have to specific" She said as she clicked on a photo of one. "She never said a third nam-" I paused as I reached for the laptop from her grip. "I know how she looks. I saw her picture on her necklace" I said as I scrolled through the pictures before I sighted her. "She's definitely blonde and it's not that one that looks Asian" I said as I clicked her name.

He sits up straighter, returning my glare with equal intensity. “You’ve got any better ideas?” Val stays silent, watching both of us. I can feel his gaze dart from me to Xavier and back again. I scoff a low, dark chuckle, my lips curling into a mocking smile. Val cuts in just in time for me to give our baby brother a lesson or two. “The fucker just painted Melanie to be a dangerous woman, mentally unstable, and capable of harming her own child,” the words land over the silence with all the venom in his heart.

Instinctively biting down on my lip, a metallic taste met my tongue asI tried to keep myself from climaxing. "Do not fucking come yet," He commanded, snaking one hand around my neck as he kept edging me. "Please, please, please! I"I choked, feeling tears fall down my face as cloying pain surged through my entire body. Feeling my pelvis convulse as the vibrator continued to rub against my clit, I lost any remaining control I had and harshly climaxed, completely disobeying Alex's orders. A string of intense and loud cries escaped me as the wand kept piercing against my soaked entrance.

They were flying blind. But Melanie Sinclair was still standing near the ruins of the loading dock. She was covered in soot, her face twisted in a mask of pure, unadulterated hatred. She held a handgun, her eyes locked on me. "You think you won?" she screamed over the roar of the fires. "You think one man's suicide changes anything? I still have the physical samples! I still have the blood!" She leveled the gun at my son. In that heartbeat, the air pressure shifted again. A shadow fell over the courtyard—a massive, sleek transport VTOL, bearing the crest of the Vance Global Empire.

Silas kept his hands visible, his expression a mask of calculation, while Julian gripped the fire axe so hard his knuckles were white. "Turn it off, Melanie!" I shouted, my voice cracking against the roar of the VTOL’s hovering engines. "You have the child! You have the 'Asset'! Just let him go!" Melanie stepped into the perimeter of the light. She looked down at the white remote in her hand, her thumb hovering over a recessed button.

' Mel shouted, her dark curls bouncing as she thrust a glass into my hand. Mel was the ringleader, always pushing boundaries with her sharp wit and killer curves. Jess, the quiet one with the innocent face that hid a devilish streak, giggled and clinked her glass against mine. Lena, our fitness freak with legs for days, leaned back and sighed, 'Vegas, baby. We're gonna sin so hard, you'll need a confessional when we get home.'

Evelyn gasped, reaching for her arm. “I know what I'm saying, Mom. I can take care of myself just well now,” Melanie said firmly, gently pulling her arm away. “I'm a Beta, so you don't have to worry about me. But as for the terminal? I'm going because I have scores to settle with some fucking Harringtons! Especially Justin Harrington!” Evelyn looked at her daughter’s fierce, unyielding expression for a long moment. Finally, she nodded, stepping back. “Just… stay safe out there.”

She stared at Damien’s name for a long time. Then she typed. Melanie: Are you watching me? The reply came faster than she expected. Damien: No. She almost believed him. Melanie: People are asking questions. About Victor. About Cross Enterprises. About me. Seconds passed. Damien: Where are you? She hesitated. Then Melanie: Safe. For now. Another pause. Damien: That won’t last. Her throat tightened. Melanie: I didn’t leave to become a target. Damien: