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A sweet young woman, the only one who didn’t approach him out of interest. The punches continued and the doors of the classes had already opened to see what had happened. Leonardo’s face was swollen and bleeding from being caught. "Lorenzo, please stop. It looks like you’ve been doing this for a long time." Cassandra screamed. Lorenzo came out of his trance and looked at her. Cassandra was frightened, her eyes wide with terror. "Damn. Now she might think I’m a monster." he thought. "I’m sorry, Cass. I’m trying to protect you."

Anderson replied. "Hahahaha! You won't be able to compete with me about women." Anderson laughed. "Is she not beautiful to you?" Anderson shows a photo on his cellphone to Leonardo. Leonardo turned his face to stare at Anderson's cellphone screen. Deg! Lenardo's heart seemed to stop beating. His body went limp at once. Suddenly, he lost strength. His eyes did not blink at Anderson's cellphone screen. Slowly, he tried to try to restore his strength. "Is she...." "Yes. She is the woman I mean. Why do you look so shocked? I thought I was right. She is prettier than your women. Do you admit it now?" Anderson laughed at Leonardo's expression. Leonardo was silent for a few moments.

“He’s got quite the imagination.” “Yeah,” Diego said softly. “Imagination.” Diego’s House — 10:30 PM Mordecai reappeared as Diego was studying the napkin under lamplight. “What’s that?” “Leonardo’s latest story. About a man who shifts into multiple animals. Who has my family crest. Who’s looking for his brother.” Mordecai took the napkin, his eyes narrowing as he read the script. “This is old tongue. Vampire script. You’re sure he wasn’t making it up?”

an elderly Italian man asked, speaking Italian with fluency. I was with Leonardo, attending one of his partner's dinner parties. I know Leonardo isn't much for people, but I know he came here simply to show me off as his perfect little weapon that he'd created all by himself. Of course, he wanted me to get rid of a few people as well and he wanted to do it in style. Leonardo nodded, drinking from his glass of whisky as he looked at the man and then at me, "please, call her Unicorn."

“Long time, daughter.” Tamara froze. Her hand shook violently. Her wide eyes met Irma’s. Leonardo. Irma snatched the phone from her and put it on speaker. Leonardo’s voice boomed, mockingly . “What? Cat got your tongue, Tamara? Or did I traumatize you so badly you can’t speak?” He laughed. “You Monster!” Tamara’s voice cracked with fury. “Where’s my mother?!” “Oh, she’s almost dead,” Leonardo said casually. “But don’t worry. You can still save her. You and your stupid sister, come find me.”

Its fangs were glistening white. He was Leonard, master of black magic and sorcery. Bowen could feel an evil aura from Leonard's body. Ever since that man had appeared at his door, his body was shivering, and his feeling was very uncomfortable. Dwarves were sensitive to dark creatures. Their instincts were sharp enough to recognize danger.

Leonardo said, again using an ambiguous sentence. Hahaha... Now it was Arsenio's turn to laugh. However, it only lasted less than a minute. "Elephants are afraid to step on ants, but not other animals or crappy humans like you, not daring to kill an ant?" Arsenio shot back with words that were made into a sarcastic sentence. "Arrrsenioo?" shouted Leonardo until his neck veins hardened completely. Leonardo was furious. He was the one who spoke, but he was also the one who was annoyed.

“We need to leave the city.” “Good,” Alessio said, jaw set. “Because there’s something I need to show you.” Noa’s brow furrowed. “What?” Alessio’s grin was slow, dangerous. “Where monsters are born.” Noa’s blood ran cold. And the elevator groaned again. Footsteps. Not Dominik’s. Someone worse. A shadow darker than even Alessio. And Noa realized, too late They weren’t out of this yet. They’d just walked into the next nightmare.

She denied, her shyness and annoyance palpable. Leonardo couldn't help but scoff at the mention of 'monkey'. Hayley's feistiness was just something else entirely. Resuming his seat, Leonardo shrugged casually, his eyes straying to her. "Deny all you want, mi reina. I know what I see." "You don't see anything, Leonardo." Hayley snarled, now staring at the food before her. The tantalizing aroma filtered into her nostrils, and she inhaled greedily. "Uhm, Chinese food." She muttered softly. It was one of her favorites.

Leonel's gaze seemed to tinge with a strange mantle, something unhinged caused him to lose himself for a moment. "I didn't know he was recording." He turned his face toward her, but he couldn't see her. A sort of smile was about to appear. "So... he didn't tell you about it, but... you saw it?" Leonel reacted. "Fuck. Fuck, you saw it!" He put his hands on his head and turned away, turning his back on her, disgusted with himself for creating something as frightening as terror in that woman. "No way, you've seen it all. C'mon, what a fucking asshole!" He continued to wail, burying his fingers in his hair once more.