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he said. As Yen Jia was about to walk towards the house, Mary Kinson suddenly spoke out in an unusually resentful tone, "I was supposed to be the one marrying Lord Gu." Yen Jia stopped in his tracks and was surprised by her words, turning to face her. She was soaked from head to toe, standing in the night, her face visible only by the gleaming pool water, with a disheveled appearance, but her eyes were bright, as if a flame was burning in them.

Don't ask me what happened to Jake and Leo that time, because obviously, it didn't turn out well. "This is amazing," Marion exclaimed. Everyone looks at her. "Why?" Lilian asked. "The Map is more accurate than the one we bought last time in Consair, Vienna even draw safe unknown paths. I didn't know there are lots of possible ways to enter and exit the most secured kingdom on the whole continent," Marion enthusiastically explained "Wow, just wow! You are amazing Lady Vien!" she added and shake my hand. I chuckled, if I didn't see the original map made by many people who travel around to get the most detailed ways then I bet I can't do that.

“She misses her fiancé. I told her he was in Athens. She just called—said he’s not there. If he shows up, you call me.” The call ended. Ethan set the phone down and looked at Aidan, who was already pacing. “Marionne’s in Athens.” “Shit! Fuck! Fuck!”

- "Sweet of you to inquire, Ken. I'm fine. Heard you own the Narimac, now. Good for you. But what is it you want me for?" - "I need everything you know about Jerian the Younger." I said. - "Really? That might take two pints." - "I'm good for it." Marta laughed. "Ah, Ken. There've been times when I missed you. Alright, we'll talk price when I've finished." She knew a surprising amount about Jerian the Younger. - "Randy little bugger. Surprising, considering his wife. Have you seen her? Gorgeous. No, really. I have no idea why he runs around when he has her at home."

However, since we were live, he held back for now. I knew that once we were off air, Marion would be met with his full wrath. This time, it was no longer just about me; it was about his pride as a man. The camera focused on Marion, while viewers eagerly waited for her downfall. Smirking, I pulled up Marion’s work history in recent years. Before entering Johnson Corporation, Marion had held similar positions at several companies. Often as a high-level secretary, too, which meant Dad wasn’t her first target. “Take a good look, everyone. Especially those of you from companies she’s worked at before. She might have had her eye on someone else’s husband or son.”

Just two kids and she is so watery. Her shape was gone and now, she's as fat as a pig. Just laid on the bed while he worked hard to fuck her. This is so unbearable But Jeniva, she's so tight that he would wish he would die there. Martha is not so bad too, but Jeniva…oh gosh! She's an expert with experience. “Please, let me be,” Jeniva declared and hung up. She was thinking fast. She'd rather concentrate on Julia Li, his cousin but if she did so, Martha would think that she was scared of her.

And again. By the sixth attempt, a heavy knot of anxiety had settled deep in my stomach. Since the chaotic wedding, I hadn’t seen him once. At first, the whirlwind of becoming a Marazona— the documents, the introductions, the suffocating presence of Vincenzo—had left no room for questions. But now, with time stretching out before me, thinking had become dangerous. What if something had happened to him? The thought slithered in uninvited, followed quickly by darker ones drawn from the files I had devoured. People who crossed the Marazonas didn’t simply vanish; they became cautionary tales. Businesses collapsed overnight. Enemies were turned into warnings etched in blood. The Marazonas weren’t

Jack, Jen & I Move Marisa For those keeping track: In our last episode I had hooked Jenny up with Jack, the trainer from the gym, in exchange for which my wife was promising all kinds of delicious rewards. I had also agreed to help Marisa, that little firecracker, move in with Jenny, and had recruited Jack's help. I was harboring all kinds of naughty, salacious thoughts, involving Marisa, Jenny, threesomes and foursomes (and more-somes). But for now, time to get to work.

My sister moved her head up and looked at Marion, “Marion, I forgot to ask, how is Anita? Have you got any news on her?” I’d heard about what happened, and my heart hurt for her. She had nothing to do with it and wasn't the one those accursed Red Dragons were looking for. She only happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. “Jen healed her. Thank the Gods she’s gotten to Anita just in time, and because of the delay, she couldn’t be completely healed and needed some time to fully recover . But she will be fine, Niki is with her now,” Marion replied, her eyebrows were lower and her lips twisted down with sadness.

~JULIE~ Julia sat at a table with the women who were going to be a part of her wedding. She was conversing about leaving the church plans up to the twins. She displayed her worry. They enjoyed fresh salad and fettuccine pasta with a fruity mango wine. Marium seemed to be the one to let loose the most. She was already on her third glass of wine and was working her way to the fourth. Marium was known to be uptight. Truth was, she once was a party girl, but when she got married and had her son Jason, things changed. She was a stay at home mom and didn’t trust anyone to take care of her child, so she never got out. Her story was changing once again as Jason was now old enough to take care of him