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The book in his hand is proof. The door to his room opened, Jusuf looked between both of them. "You good?" Jules stood. "Yeah." "Good, because it's time." "Okay, as a little introduction to those of you poor souls that wandered here by accident." The crowd laughed. "Jules Carson is a New York's best selling novelist. This is his fourth novel. And Other than writing, he makes graphic comics also known as manga. And his most popular manga, Construing the cosmos, has been adapted into an anime. You can watch it on Netflix. So without further ado. Jules Carson!"

But most of all, I tell him that I'm sorry he's not free to live a different life, a life free of darkness, away from the cartel. When I try to break the kiss, he stops me. His hand goes to the back of my head, cupping me. He crushes me to him, pressing his lips hard against mine, taking what I was offering and then so much more. Andres' kiss is desperate as he thrusts his tongue inside my mouth. When I try to pull back again his other arm slides across the back of my shoulders and he anchors me against him, forcing me to accept his kiss. I taste his desperation mixed with dominance and rising passion. And while my body quickly responds to his demand, like in the shower, my mind rebels.

Nova's lips curved faintly. "Don't tell me you're such a noble spirit fighting for the benefit of others." Her expression became colder. "Are you stupid or am I stupid?" Victor's face immediately flushed. "You... Don't accuse someone wrongly!" "Victor Hale." Nova suddenly called out, interrupting his rant. Then she asked: “How much of XC do you own?” Victor's brows furrowed but he responded, "Eight percent." Nova leaned back in her chair. “And you believe eight percent gives you the authority to decide who sits in my chair?”