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Ramon agreed, wrapping his arm around his mate’s waist. The Mate Bond Brawl was over. The shadows had been vanquished. And in their place, a legacy was born. The legacy of the Lunar Ailura and the Vampire Lord. A new era had begun.

He clenched his fist and gave him another punch to the face, Angelo staggered, blood spilled from his mouth, but Massimo didn’t stop. He landed punch after punch, his rage uncontrollable. “Massimo, stop!” Nia pleaded, but her voice was drowned out by the sickening sound of fists meeting flesh. Angelo slumped to the floor, coughing up blood. His face was barely recognizable, swollen and battered. “The deal is off,” Massimo growled, his voice cold and final. He turned to Nia, his expression still stormy, and grabbed her arm.

At least this time, Angelo is not here to respond to him, indeed. I remember one such altercation when Angelo and Mateo were in a verbal war. To cripple Mateo to the point of no return, Angelo was so thick-skinned that he used the triplets to mock Mateo. He was like, “You thought you were a man when you mistakenly impregnated your wife, huh? Look at my kids. Just one shot, and I intentionally have three. Beat that if you can.” Well, if Mateo ever finds out that Angelo lost the ability to shoot his shots just like him, no one would hear the last of it. At least the people who know about it have no plans of telling anyone.

Just like how the angel Michael was the battle angel, destroying the demons while being good and pure. Maybe I'll call him Michael, it'll be my own secret name for him. I doubt we would meet again; just like Mabel said, he probably ended up in M&T's by accident, but I knew it'd take a while for his memory to leave my mind. If only... Nah, there's no way.

Her eyes were red as she glared at him. “My husband, Nazzolini, fought for you for ten years, showing his loyalty. Yet, all for a woman, you killed him like he meant nothing.” Victor’s face twisted in pain, but he didn’t move as the spit slid down his cheek. He lowered his head and whispered an apology, “I’m sorry–” Chiara’s hand struck his face hard. “Sorry? To hell with your sorry!” Her anger exploded. She slapped him again and again, left and right, without stopping. At my signal, the bodyguards restrained his arms tightly, leaving him no way to dodge. This was what he deserved.

Swiftly but gently, he slightly pushed her inside and shut the door behind him. "There are a thousand things I could do, Laura." He said huskily. "You are mine and I would never let another man have you." "Are you crazy?" "For you carrot, I can be." He replied. "I am getting married to Dexter and that's final." She said stubbornly. His face softened and he wore a hurt expression. "Angel," he said softly coming close to her and she stood her ground, though held her breath.

Can you imagine your absence at the biggest langerie event in Paris? — You said I wasn't the center of attention. — I'm wrong, girl! You know it is! — Louis finished removing the makeup and punched me in the shoulder. — Angel Backer is on the cover of all magazines, a typical beauty of South America, a daring Brazilian! The one that is never late and does not fail in commitment! The one that joined Gucci and abandoned it just to help Diamond grow, even if she had to live in this end of the world that is the city of Boston!

commands Angelo from alongside his brother. The fighters now sparring with only their fists. The older fighter with more experience now getting in a few good hits on the one much younger than himself. The older one landing hit after hit to the younger ones abdomen. The younger one soon dropping to his knees. Their bodies glistening in sweat as the younger one takes a second to notice something that the other had clearly forgotten, now deciding to use what Angelo had said about exploiting it. Antonio and his brothers now surprised as the hits kept going until finally with one swift right hook and a quick kick to the thigh was it enough to send the older one down for the count and in extreme p

ANGELO slightly shook his head as he stared at Charles's lips. “Were you jealous, Gab?” the guy asked in a low voice. Angelo seemed hypnotized when he looked up into Charles' eyes. He couldn't help but nod even though he had no plans to admit that he was jealous. “Don’t worry, Gab. You’re the only person who could own me. I’m all yours, baby.” Angelo felt his body heat up because of the young man's words to him. He was anxiously waiting for Charles' lips to taste his when the guy suddenly rested his forehead on his shoulder.

Angelo has a gun and knife with him. "The man that.. you love is capable of killing people." I said as I put my hands on her shoulder from behind. I pushed her closer to the glass window. It's a one way window so Angelo couldn't see that Dakota is watching everything. "Listen.." I said as I pressed the red button to hear what they're saying inside. "You really have the guts to come here. You and your idiot brain!" Angelo threw a hard punch on Franco. Franco's nose bleed and I chuckled loving the scene.