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So in the end, it is I who tears my gaze away. “You mean to win this game, Harry?” Blake asks Larry. Larry nods, ever so pleased that the coolest boy in school is actually talking to him, never mind the fact that he calls him Harry. “Well,” Blake shrugs, “we’ll need to kill every single omega to win it.” He tosses a tiny stick into the fire and the flame quickly engulfs it. Larry gulps. “Every omega?” “Yea, including you.” “Oh.” A simple word of one syllabus but it is precisely this one word that tells me how disappointed Larry is. He blinks a little and starts scratching his nose. “I thought we were going to work as a team, form an alliance or something.”

Slowly, my brows wrinkle, and I cross my arms. “This is closing hours, Larry. Sally isn’t around,” I say to him, but he chuckles, walking up to me. The smell hits me hard—a rancid stench of smoke that seems to cling to his skin, and I involuntarily take a deep breath, trying to hold back my disgust. Larry is a creep in his early thirties who knows my mother, and ever since my dad died and we went broke, he has vowed that he would be the one to marry me. Cillian has beaten him up once or twice, but it never seems to deter him.

"But I wanted to humiliate her publicly the same way she humiliated me publicly. I want to turn the whole world against her the same way she turned the whole world against me. I want to crush her career the exact way she crushed mine." "I know." She grins. "But isn't it a little more fun when you have the power to crush her and you keep threatening her with it for years?" A knock on the door puts a pause to the conversation. Lana opens the door wide for Larry. This is the first time I've met him in person. He's a cute tall guy with glasses. And Lana was right. He does smell like flowers. He walks in with another woman behind him, dragging her suitcase. She's a short woman with long wild hair

She gasped when he ripped her shirt and roughly grabbed her breasts. "Shit, no condom." He talked through the shirt and she smiled. "There is no need for that. Your sperm won't infect me," she leaned closer to whisper in his ear. "So just fuck me." Larry's eyes darkened even more and he spat on his hand, rubbing his shaft with it and preparing her with his fingers. Everyone and everything else disappeared and they only saw each other. Larry watched her gasp and moan while he fucks her with his thick fingers.

"I got away. We courted for a couple years, I would rather not talk about how I got pregnant. But it was around that period Larry began to change. He made friends with Ruthless and a group of other people and when he lost a fight that would have set his career straight for life, his confidence took a big hit. He became very sad, then angry and began to lose his temper on everything. I tried to help him, bur his choice of friends were not helping matters, so we broke up. By that time, I was already pregnant and I could not go back home with a pregnancy. The Tiger Family is very strict about stuffs like that, so I went to Larry's step brother, your uncle Corey for help. He offered to marry me

He was gone—because Larry made sure of it. He couldn’t allow someone like Ryan to stay near the girl he liked. Because deep down, he knew that if Ryan had stayed, Aria would’ve never picked him. So Larry stole everything—Ryan’s awards, his childhood sweetheart, even his closest friends. Anything Ryan had, he wanted to take. And now… was Ryan here for payback? Larry started to panic. “What are you trying to do?” he asked, his voice shaking now. Ryan looked at him without blinking. “Transfer the compensation to Aria as soon as possible. Or the headlines are only going to get worse.”

She kept reminding herself that this was only a temporary inconvenience, she would be rid of Larry as soon as he testified at Leatherbarrow’s trial. “Righto,” announced Larry as they reached the bedroom. “Let’s get this over with.” “Huh?” Jill wasn’t sure what he was talking about, although she had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. “Get your clothes off,” Larry told her as he started to unbutton his shirt. “Let’s see each other naked and get this over with. No point in getting all awkward and worked up about things.” Larry could hardly contain his excitement, Jill had what looked to be a killer body. He couldn’t wait to see more of it, especially those tits of hers which had felt

", Larry replied with pride. That was the last straw! Lydia got up and ran to the stairs to lock herself in the room. "Are you happy now?" Mr. Larson asked Larry. "I won't be happy until she's out of here. Can't you see that this is a trick? Just when I'm not home, she plays you the part where she's a kind of damsel in distress?" "Stop looking for the little beast where there isn't one, son! Or don't tell me you're jealous ?!"

Sanders says as he stands before me, his expression as unreadable as always but somehow, I already know that he's loyal and genuinely cares for me. I inhale slowly, steadying myself. I know what's coming. I remember this moment. This is the day I was first assigned my own Lycan slave, the moment that should have changed everything...but I didn't do anything to make it so. I just let the moment slip through my fingers in that life. But not this time.

“But I think Larry Fuller is unlike anyone else you’ve met, and I think you two could have something amazing together. You just have to be willing to step toward him and try.” Overcome, Leah hugged her tightly. I’ll think about it. Okay? “Fair enough,” Shannon said. “Now, let’s go check on the guys – and the food. I’m starving.” *** Larry brought the steaks in on a platter and pointed to one. “Shannon, that’s yours there,” he said with a smirk. “You know, the one that’s still half-raw.” Leah winked at him then wrote, He said yours is the one on the left.