Imperium Press Novels & Stories

she rolled her eyes. Shane smiled but she had no idea why the smile gave her the willies, he rest on the chair and swerved left and right, “I had a talk with Samson and he said that you really need to have that press conference as soon as possible, it’s damaging the company’s reputation and guess who is benefiting from all these?” Margaret rubbed her temple, sighing, “I know, Simon Gray and his son.” “Exactly and this is not helping us, and honestly, with the look of things mom, I don’t think we can redeem ourselves. Your affairs really damaged us, do you have any idea what people are calling you? They are saying you are a professional harlot.”

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

“Don’t ask too many questions. It’ll be quick.” “Okay.” Concern still tightened my features when she walked out of the door. I got up on my feet. “Ren, open up!” I knocked on Ren’s door two doors next to mine. He quickly opened as if he was about to get out. “What’s wrong?” “What’s the effect of Imperium?” “How do you know about that?” He looked concerned. “Just fucking answer me.” I widened my eyes at him. “Dilated pupils and you pretty much know instantly once you see it on someone. He can be distracted or too focused when controlled.”