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Gen just finish setting up his laptop. "first I want to leave my house and the mansion under the name of Eiji. All of my money in the bank would be given to him as well. He will have only 20% share ownership in all of the 'Liz' restaurants. He would only be able to get the whole ownership of 'Ma-Sa-Ya' if both Laila and Seiya approve of it. Laila, you and Seiya need to assess him if he is qualified to run and own this whole restaurant. 'Liz' might be my restaurant but I know that Eiji can't handle that many stores yet so I want all of my managers to have 80% ownership in all the 'Liz' branches that they are handling. not unless they saw that Eiji is capable enough to handle multiple branches

his eyes gleamed with a promise of more to come. I swallowed my mouth suddenly dry at the image he had invoked. This sort of thing had been a hard limit for me from the start, but Jordan obviously hadn't read that portion of my contract. "I'm not sure, Master," I whispered, shameful of my hesitation. "What is your safe word, Lizzie?" he asked once again as a reminder. "Red, Master," I dutifully replied. "Relax and let me help you. I promise you'll love it," Jordan promised.

“A black BMW, with plate number ZFR123455”, Elizabeth Wembley said to the truck driver over the phone.” Make sure you do it properly, I don't want to hear any stories, call me after you're done with the job”, she instructed the driver as she cut the call.

His eyes grew wide in alarm, “Your meds.” I pressed my eyes closed, “I packed that already.” I sighed, pointing to my luggage. “Are you ready to go?” ------------------------------------- We were just sat down, a glass of champagne handed to Triston and a glass of orange juice to me. He was seated in front of me, already scrolling on his phone. Lord knows hes probably checking his work email, or stocks… That’s all this man was right? Just a business man with a soul that was probably just cigarettes and nightly stock reports.

In a hotel room, where a sexy and chic lady lived, called his lover and sweetly asked, "Babe, where are you?" Then a man on the other line excitedly replied as soon as he picked up the phone, "I'm on my way, babe. Wait for me, my sweetheart!" as he rode the elevator down to the basement, where he parked his car. Meanwhile, Kevin was still in his apartment, waiting for his girlfriend to answer his call, so he sat down on the bed and wore his socks. As soon as Therese picked up her phone, Kevin happily shouted, "Honey! Happy 30th birthday!" from the other line as he greeted her lady.

Arms feel like noodles. Layla swallowed. The words were casual, harmless. Exactly the kind of thing he’d usually send. But now her eyes flicked back to the memory of that girl, and her stomach turned. She typed back quickly. "Maybe you should take a rest day then." She added a period at the end. She never added a period when texting him. It looked cold, clipped, and she left it there on purpose. His reply came fast. "Nah. Rest days are for the weak."