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He was hers and hers alone! “Ryan... Do you think she looks like Larisa?" Ivy suddenly asked, getting Ryan's attention. "How I wish she was Larisa. I've been thinking about her all the time for the past six years, and I've been blaming myself all the time. If it weren't for you saving me, Larisa wouldn't be... But how could Lora Davis be Larissa? She’s not the one. How can she be the daughter of a rich family?“ Ryan came back to his senses when he heard that. Of course, Larisa was an orphan with no relatives. There was no way she could be Jack Davis’ daughter.

Victoria said, looking closely at the girl who looked younger than her. Rita darted her sharp eyes at the people beside Evan closely. “Victoria, Isn't he Viso D’Angelo? The business tycoon from Florence.” Victoria gave her mother a look of incredulity. “Mom, I am worried about that girl and you are staring at Viso D’Angelo. Leave him, he is already married to Isabel Ruiz…” “Victoria.” Nancy Rossi’s voice interrupted Victoria and she ate her words. “Yes, Mom?” Turning around she acted like the perfect daughter-in-law.

And when she turned her head to me, her lips pursed. “Oh!” she said. Then walked towards me like a supermodel. When she was finally in front of me, I wasn't able to move because of how intimidating I am. “Rosita, who is she?” Rosita bowed her head towards the lady before she answered, “She’s Iris, the Alpha’s breeder.” The lady arched her brow as she scanned me from head to toe, and far from how beautiful she was, the words in her mouth came awful…

Elia leans back, running his hand on her legs, receiving another smirk from her, but he stops as soon as he gets a grip of her gun; which she has hidden near her boots. Then, he places the gun underneath her chin, ''I know who you are. You're Maya Volkov, a Russian spy who works for diamonds and does not accept money for any reason at all. You also don't work for anyone unless that someone offers yo—'' He presses the gun on her skin, ''—something better.''

This spring season holds a special place in her heart, and with each step, she is treading with the utmost care to avoid crushing the fragile blooms beneath her feet. Her moment is enjoyable because, until now, her fear hasn’t arrived to bother her, so each second of this moment is very enjoyable to her. A gentle breeze coming from the other side is playing with her hair, slightly covering her beautiful, cute face. The scent of fresh buds waffle making her bound to inhale a deep breath to emphatic her nostrils. The rays of the sun are mild enough that the morning breeze gets the chance to be stronger to give a little chill; however, it’s her favorite environment. The weather is mild, neither

"My mother wanted me back on the ice before I could walk a full city block without pain. When the doctors said my knee might not be competition ready again, she looked at me like I had become someone she did not recognize." The violin from upstairs drifts through the ceiling, faint and precise. Someone running scales over and over, the same phrase repeating until it is right. "That is why I did not tell you. Either of you. I came to Yale to be nobody for a while. Just a freshman who has never face-planted on national television in front of twenty thousand people and a live broadcast." Riley is quiet for a moment. Then she says, carefully and without flinching, "One fall does not erase everyt

Ivanka had been the only one attending to Rosie. Once George had learned about this, he decided to kidnap Ivanka. In the face of Florencia’s astonishment, Ivanka chuckled. “Do I look like Violet Cress?” She had never revealed her identity as Violet Cress or posted any pictures. If Florencia suspected that they were the same person, it meant that she was familiar with Violet Cress. But Ivanka did not intend to admit her identity in front of Florencia.

Rosa informed before her voice degenerated into a guttural of warning, "and yours will take even less time." They both glowered at each other for a moment until Rosalie released her hand. She turned around and walked off, stepping on the heart of her predator. "You come with me," she heard Ryker's angry voice as he commanded Riva.

George only seemed more amused, he didn’t speak. Instead, Ivy stepped forward. “Well, well…” she drawled, her lips curving into a sharp smile. “If it isn’t Alpha Verya. Long time no see.” Her steps were slow, measured, slowly closing the distance between us. Isla moved with her, perfectly in sync like reflections or puppets on the same string. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Verya didn’t respond. Didn’t even move or acknowledge them and almost immediately murmurs began to ripple through the crowd. People whispering, confused…

Ricardo retorted, “what about your other girls?“ Rosalie asked, “I have just two girls, Vivian and Tatiana, I'm not using sex workers anymore, I have my girls In my kingdom, and I wish you could join them because I always enjoy your sex vibes” Ricardo explained, “Hmmm” Rosalie said, “Can you come to my bedroom tonight?“ Ricardo asked, “What am I getting In replacement?“ Rosalie asked, “Money, but you will be giving me to the fullest” Ricardo said, “Giving me money Is still part of it” Rosalie said, “but will you help me retrieve my kingdom?“ Sha asked,