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I have two daughters, one fifteen, one fourteen. Please, James Thorne. *** Dear James Thorne, We have considered your application. Unfortunately, you have been declined. Sincerest apologies, Alpha of Desire. *** Your Royal Highness, Alpha of Desire, I'm applying again... Sometimes I believe you don't actually pick anyone from my part of town. Maybe the newly appointed Alpha Asher will select me and my daughters. I am still a father, balancing three jobs now, with two daughters, one seventeen, and one eighteen.

Far too many men for what looked like a simple rogue attack. A man I hadn't met before approached Mason and I while Asher looked over Katie's lifeless body. The unnamed man was nearly as intimidating as Asher himself, but he lacked the powerful aura that Asher seemed to constantly exude. "Beta Drake." Mason murmured, nodding his head in an act of respect.

Asher said sullenly. "I reminded you that Kiara has a son already not to make you think otherwise but think through..." Chris said. Looking at him, Asher was still confused and didn't understand what Chris was saying. Sighing deeply, Chris looked at Asher and mocked, "How can you be the CEO of FS company, if you can not think fast". Chris looked at Chris dangerously and said, "Repeat what you just said..." Chris didn't mind his tone and continued his words"Havent you noticed the resemblance between Casey and you?

Her mom intervened with a fake smile as she glared at Sabeerah, she shrugged nonchalantly. "It's okay." Hassan said fidgeting. "So can you tell us a bit about yourself Hassan." Her mother asked him. Sabeerah noticed he looked over to his dark skinned friend who gave him a nod of encouragement. Lacks confidence! "Well I'm Hassan Bashir, I'm from Gombe state, I'm the third child out of ten. I am a banker and I own my apartment at Jabi." He smiled with mild pride at the last part, Sabeerah looked at him with a small smile.

" You know what let's just start over. It's clear you have the upper hand here because I'm in your room and you're a big strong man." His eyebrows furrowed as I spoke. " I'm Sayd, Sayd Pierce," I said walking from the bed and stopping in front of him. "Kace," he said making eye contact with me for the first time. His eyes were the brightest brown, almost hazel. His bow-shaped curves into a smirk complimenting his perfectly curved face. It wasn't hard to point out how handsome he was, almost breathtaking "Nice to meet you, Kace," I said breaking off my stare and clearing my throat. " And thank you for not leaving me at the party. "

Last year his name was in Forbes magazines. Forbes Magazines!!! Wow great.... His Biography Akshadh is an ambivert, a blend of both introvert and extrovert. Real Name : Akshadh Jai Nick name : Akshay Profession : Oncologist Height : 178cm Weight : 73kg Eye colour : Dark brown Hair colour : Black Martial status : single Affairs/Girlfriend : Unknown I stopped there seeing his Martial status and affairs. Why do I can't take off of my eyes here? Why does my body feels so relax here?

My senses freeze at the moment, I read the breaking news. ~India's largest leading company, K&K Corporation, the Co-owner Mr. Arjun Kashyap got shot and his life is in danger. He is currently admitted to his hospital. He was returning from his office and a member of a local gang fired bullets at him~ "Arjun?", I whisper Arjun's name and my mind goes towards his Jaan. 'Pashika! What about her?", I think about Pashika. "Danny! please call Nivaan and ask him about Pashika and Please tell Nivaan to not leave Pashika alone even for a second", I say to Daniel and he does exactly what I tell him to do.

he said, and I leaned in, ready for more. “He’s got a little over two million in a few different bank accounts, not smart enough to invest it or do really anything. He’s got a lawyer on the outside that helps him, a lion shifter believe it or not. Not a smart bastard though,” he said, nodding and stealing a look at Kasie. Yeah, I noticed how she was bent over the table, fixing a plate. Her dress was shorter than it should be. “Kasie is our Gamma and a hell of a fighter,” I said, letting him know I was watching.

she gave me a sorry look then winked at me. So much for behaving how she wanted. I took the whirring elevator downstairs. "Where to, sir?" Charles asked, as he opened the car door. "Caine's duplex." When the car was moving again, I asked, "Any calls for me here?" "Just one, sir. Five minutes ago." "Let me guess, Michelle Donovan?" "No, sir. It's her husband. Ashram Al Ali." That wasn't a good sign. *** Ashram was twenty five years old when he became a billionaire. He was ruthless, unlike his father who didn't want to go all capitalist.

Zariah whispers. She points to another. "Imani Lee. Independence Pack. Won't talk to anyone, although not mute." She girl stands with her hands by her front, as she watches the area with dark eyes. So dark in fact, that when her gaze sweeps our way, I have to drop my own to the floor. Independence Pack members don't leave their Pack often, managing to preserve their natural beauty. How she manages to keep her stark white hair that straight, I have no idea. "Chasity Pearson," Zariah murmurs, my gaze following her finger. "Purity Pack. Total nutjob. Thinks the Goddess lives within her, and rumour has it, is only here to convert the Alpha to her religion."