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"Tsk, tsk, tsk, maybe you're right if you would have followed your first mind and stayed dead she could still be here. It's amazing you could convince other people to do your bidding but you couldn't convince her to save her own life." I covered my ears with my hands. His voice continued to vibrate in my head. I wasn't going to let him get to me. "You see, the Gattani family doesn't take too kindly with people taking advantage of their generosity. You could have had the world at your fingertips but you got greedy. Don't you know money is the root to all evil?" "Shut up!" "My, my, my I told you to eat. They say people get grouchy when they haven't eaten.

"What's with that shabby clothes again? You're the queen of this kingdom, so you should start acting like one. Spend at least 500 gold coins every month." "Pardon?!" Aileen asked. "What's so shocking about spending your monthly allowance?" The king crossed his arms and stood impatiently. "Should I be spending other people's taxes? This is way worse than the corruption in my world," Aileen asked, hesitating to obey the King's order. It does not feel right for her to spend other people's hard-earned money.

His broad shoulders were relaxed, but there was something threatening about his gaze as he rubbed his fists and stared at my kneeling form. “She ain’t worth it,” he spoke as his gaze finally shifted from me to Matteo. “If you want puttanas to have fun with, I’ve got plenty at my disposal. Take your pick after the meeting.” Matteo chuckled as he moved back to his seat and sat down, but I remained on my knees, unsure if I was allowed to stand up. “It seems you have a soft spot for her,” he pointed out as he entwined his fingers under his chin. “But she has caught my attention and I need to have her. I’m willing to trade half of my million dollar shipment from Panama in exchange for her.”

Chapter 10: Growing Desire The king watched as Isabel's eyes widened in shock at his decree. He had to stifle a smile as she stumbled over her words while her face paled with worry. In truth, King Lucian had no doubt about her loyalty. He was merely teasing her. There was something about her that roused a sense of delight within him, something he couldn't quite put into words.

With my approval, he had recorded everything. I then got him to upload the footage online. I did not just want Amelia and Emerald to face legal consequences, but I also wanted them to experience complete social ruin! The footage went viral. [Mother-in-law exaggerated 8,800-dollar wedding gift as 880,000 dollars.] [Bride kicks the groom until he is paralyzed.] The footage quickly shot up to become a trending topic. Within hours, millions of furious netizens discussed it. “My god, this is insane! Are they even humans?”

' I was completely stunned as I instinctively covered my stomach, which was still flat. Was I… Hallucinating? 'That coma is just an act. My dad is the richest man in the country! He's clearing out the traitors inside the company, and he isn't even in the hospital. This fortune is literally being given to us for free! We have to take it!' The richest man in the country? Hugh Fletcher? Wasn't his brother named Hugh Gibson? 'My dad took his mother's last name. His birth mom died when he was five, and he was sent to live with his uncle's family. He only came back after he became an adult. That whole rotten family has been eyeing my dad's fortune ever since.'

"I'll make whoever laughs at me go bankrupt. Oh, right, there's a video you should see." Ethan carried me to the desk and opened a file on the computer. The video showed a presidential suite. Sean and Anita were kissing deeply while confessing to each other. "Anita, tell me, does your husband touch you like this, too?" Under Sean's advances, Anita sounded soft and dazed. "He's not as good as you." Heavy breathing and intimate sounds echoed around us, and I could not help sighing. "Well now, it's getting a little hot in here."

“Is it here where you made my false documents?” Aspen shifts in his seat, obviously feeling uncomfortable as he pushes against the frame of his glasses repeatedly. “No! The artists are down there.” Taking a step back, I look down a narrow hallway filled with shelves full of books that must lead to another hall. A man in a tailored suit is standing there casually, scrolling through the pages of a book and as he sees me he waves at me with an exaggerated smile. “Oh, that’s interesting.” “We were told that he is the King of New York,” Karma says matter-of-factly, not stopping a split second as he continues coding. “Is that true?”

I grabbed a glass and filled it with wine and handed it over to Hozan, who dropped a little of the red liquid on his palm and licked it before giving it to his King. Wow! "You have highly trained men and better warriors. Why don't you lead your men to stop the King of Sethum." Another King said. "Highly trained men? You flatter me, King Herod." The King narrowed his eyes at the man. Anyone with his or her six senses would realize that the atmosphere had changed into a tense one. "It's not exactly a bad thing, King Damien. Leading your men to conquer the Kingdom of Sethum and Fruisca would enlarge your coast and make you the King of everyone here." King Herod continued, still oblivious to the

This would throw me ten steps back, after I've made such good progress this week, with my purposeful touches of him in innocent moments, to the lingering stares. "Oh...No, I've been told I look like her, but no, I'm not her," I scramble. I hope it's enough for her to brush off. Usually I'm seen by the public wearing royal garments, and now, my hair is pulled back and I'm wearing gear Marek provided. "Right, sorry." The girl shakes her head, flushing with embarrassment. "I'm so jealous of her, aren't you?" I flinch. "Jealous?" She leans forward over the counter, grinning. "Married to a King. And so the hottest King in all the land, aside from Tyrien, obviously."