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I couldn't help but grab the edge of the table. My gaze caught on Grisha's envelope, and I looked askance at Yana, who was watching me. I made promises to her, seducing her with money, which I now did not have freely available. If she realizes that I only had a donut hole for her, then on the list, if not enemies, then those who will not deal with me, you can safely enter one more name - her. I pulled myself together and opened the envelope. I didn’t even look at the documents that fell out, as well as at bank cards and some other papers. I was interested in cash, which, fortunately, was found in the envelope.

I shake my head, unable to accept what he’s saying so easily. — You want me to agree with you? To believe that all this is inevitable? He steps closer, and every move he makes pins me in place. — No, Claire, he breathes, his voice strangely intimate. I don’t ask you to agree with me. But I want you to understand. Because the more you try to run from the truth, the more it will catch up to you, and then, it will be too late. Too late. His gaze is burning, piercing, and I feel a shiver run through me. It’s not just fear. It’s more than that. It’s attraction, the dizzying pull of standing so close to him, at the edge of the precipice.

Dust motes swirled around him as he flipped to the chapter on witches. "The Witch's Allure," he read under his breath, "a natural pheromonal magic that enhances a witch's charisma. While often mistaken for deliberate enchantment, the allure is an involuntary trait..." An involuntary growl rumbled in his chest. Involuntary. Meaning Rita wasn't doing this to him on purpose. Meaning his father was wrong about— The page tore under his fingers. Nathan cursed, smoothing the parchment. His eyes caught on a footnote at the bottom: See also: Fated Bonds for cases of supernatural attraction overriding species instinct.

CRYSTAL POV So, I have a theory. Hating something always feels like disturbingly being infatuated with it. It can be anything; be it a person, a certain type of tree, a breed of dog, or even some kind of food. Whenever you see them, or simply think about them, your stomach will start twisting and flipping, your appetite goes in cahoots with your body, your sleep is shredded and your heart beats heavily nearly jumping out of the cage of your ribs and clothes. The sparks of adrenalin make your skin sweaty, your pupils dilate and your body is barely in control of everything that you are feeling. In my terms, that thing over there is called a Negative Law of Attraction.

“I just wanted to know if you're okay, yesterday you were a bit... “Don't worry, I'm brand new. “I smiled and looked at his hands, trying to read the title of the book, but the veins outlined in his hands took my focus away, making me think about what those hands were capable of doing. “I brought you these books... “Jackson showed them to me, then handed them to me. ““Fate” and “dog on board” “I murmured, looking at the titles and names of the authors. “Destiny is by the author Rivers Mandson, it is a book that helped me a lot at times, it involves connection, the law of attraction” Jackson explained, making it clear that he understood that yesterday I went through a terrible situation and n

I plead, knowing that he had hinted at me being one of his other mates but not understanding why I feel attraction but no mate bond with him. He leans down and shuts the box, then stands upright with his hardened length pressed against my back. “I have never wanted a man until I met you at least not without the help of hallucinogens and fae orgies,” Raff laughs. “Tell me about these fae orgies while I try to make up for my mis-doings,” I say, tilting my head to look up at him.

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he called back, his voice warm as sunlight. The sound of the door clicking shut was the last thing I heard before sleep reclaimed me, pulling me back into its embrace. *** I found myself rummaging through a stack of books that likely belonged to Jacob from his university years. None of them were fiction. These were all about life lessons and self-improvement. Titles like Rich Mindset and Atomic Habits caught my eye, their well-worn spines suggesting they had been thoroughly read. But one title stood out above the rest, stopping me cold:

"Well, people seal deals because they've been able to understand the type of person their client is." "That's the same thing I said. You're only changing the words." Elijah whined from beside Sage. I nodded with a small smile on my face and gestured for Sage to have his seat. "Well, both of you are correct in your own way, but..." I paused and picked up a book from the heap that I had brought into class. "I would love for you all to read this book— the forty-eight laws of powers by Robert Greene. Just like Mr. Dominic says, understanding your client is one thing, and yes, communicating with your client like Mr. Rudiyah says it is what leads you to understand your client. But after that, what