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“You're on your own now.” “That doesn't scare me.” He sneered. “My father…” “Your father?” The man's voice dripped with mockery. “Where's your father now? He's comfy in his office, while you're bleeding and begging for your life.” “I'm not begging.” Enzo flinched. “No?” The man chuckled. “Then why are your knees shaking?” “What do you want?” Enzo's eyes were filled with fear. “Now you're asking the right questions.” The man smirked. “You see, your father took my products, and didn't pay me. That's the problem.”

he asked. “I’m just trying to be reasonable,” I said gently. “Conquering the world is a fantasy, not a purpose. Greed may feel comforting, but only for a while. It always devours its master in the end.” A beat of silence. Then… Crack! Xareth’s palm slammed against the desk with a thunderous thud. I gasped as the table rattled violently, the stack of books toppling to the floor with a loud crash. “Greed?” he repeated, his voice rising into a roar. “Greed, you say?”

Something wasn't right, and I would be glad if someone could give me a lead. After she conveyed her message, she left, and then I tried to concentrate on the work on my desk. I had a lot to review, ranging from novels to articles, and documentaries. I worked fucking hard to be ridiculed. I picked up the first novel manuscript from the cart full of papers then I opened the first chapter. It was a werewolf contemporary novel, and it got me drowned for a while until Mr. Bernard barged in with a pile of files. I raised my head to see him, shutting the door with his feet.

said the man. Cosmo knew that this was all about the kingdom and power. He had wanted to rise through the influence of the king but if he played his cards well,he could be twice as powerful. Cosmo was indeed a greedy man. One minute he was worried about the daughter he claimed to love so much and the next minute he was thinking about striking a daring deal. "What do you say my dear friend" asked the man as he delighted pleasure in seeing the confused look on Cosmo's face.

I made sure to use deodorant and perfume because I hated terrible smells, especially from me. “Now let’s take a look at these babies,” I said, grabbing my pen from the dresser and opening the envelope. There they were. The documents that would set me free from this boring marriage and this boring life. It was not as if I didn’t already have everything at my beck and call. I did, but I wanted more. You know the saying, money is the root of all evil? No. I’m convinced now that greed is the root of all evil. But greed is also what drives people to achieve greatness, right? That’s what I told myself as I carefully went through all the documents and signed them all.

The color drained from his lips, and his hand started to tremble so much the paper crinkled. "This... this says the Flame isn't a person," Finn whispered. He looked up at me, his eyes wide. "It says the Flame is a debt." "Keep reading," I urged. "‘The crown is not a gift, but a cage,’" Finn read aloud, his voice cracking. "‘The blood of the innocent is the oil for the lamp. When the King fails, the land withers, not because he is holy, but because he has stolen the life of the soil.’"

My voice shook, and my hands trembled in my lap. He sneered. “Do you think I chose you because of affection?” His words stung. “You are so worthless that even the strongest thing about you is useless to your own body.” He snarled before I could respond, making me flinch in my seat. “Your blood is what he needs. The Alpha King is dying. Kaven is the rightful heir to the throne, and if he does not recover soon, he will lose it. And all my effort to make Selene queen will be wasted.”

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The king continued to smile though, moving a hand to place it firmly on his son’s shoulder. “If what you’ve been telling me is true, then she is the greatest asset this kingdom has seen in years. We cannot control them, and they rot away in those rusty iron cages, but if they had a beast of their own to lead them. Well, don’t you think they may just behave properly?” The glint was back in the kings’ eyes. Determination in his steeled gaze, but behind it all, greed. The thought of an army of beasts finally under his control to rip apart whatever was in his path was like a drug to him. Devin pushed his fathers hand off his shoulder, and took a step back from his father, looking back at him lik

Elyse suddenly whispered, her tone filled with awe. I spun around to see Elyse pick up a thick piece of paper. My panic halted. "Is that it?" I asked as I rushed over to her. She unfolded the thick, yellowed paper. 'Last will and testament of King Mammon, first of his name, protector of Greed'