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Nothing as fancy as her office bedroom, but it was functional. Sebastian laid her on the bed and snuggled with her. ‘My love, we will have all those people investigated, and do not worry, I will look into your father’s case personally. And I promise not to let anybody get wind of it. It's our secret.’ Now he was more suspicious. Who are these people, and why was her uncle associated with them? He wondered. Clara appears to be strong, but deep inside, her heart was very vulnerable. After crying so much, she fell asleep.

"Sleep beside me and stop asking questions," "Beside you?" "Yeah, it's your bed after all," he said and she swallowed her saliva in fear. What if he tried to do something. Besides, he is a man. "I can't sleep beside you!" "Why? It's your bed after all," "I can't sleep beside a man and that's it!" "I searched everything about you Miss Paige Williams and I found out that you were once a seductress," She widened her eyes in shock. No one knew about her being a seductress except Shelby, her mother who is at the brothel and Charlotte. Those are the people that knew of her being a seductress.

No girls who play baseball ever complained about having to wear tight pants, but I couldn't help feeling a bit self-conscious. "You always look like you're thinking," Charlotte said, causing me to turn my head to her. The laptop screen cast a glow on her face. My heart lurched forward when she didn't look away. Her eyes seemed like they couldn't decide between green or blue. If I leaned another inch forward, not only our thighs were met but our lips too. It began to feel as if there was a magnetic pull coming from her. But suddenly I heard Stefanie's big voice as she barged into the room.

"You've to be careful, my lady. Please always remember your position. You're the Luna of the pack and Damien is your man," I felt torn and heartbroken. I nodded my head knowing she was right. *** I yawned softly after completing two novels, a werewolf, and an urban story. The Rise Of The Secret Trillionaire Heir by rare gem writes and The Alpha's Revenge by Mystic writes. They are available in Goodnovel and Meganovel. I can't have enough of them. I stood up from the chair, stretched my arms widely, and returned the books to the shelf. "Look who we have here," I looked up as I heard his cold and familiar voice.

Countless shelves lined with weathered books and scrolls stretched into the distance, promising untold secrets and forgotten wisdom. They made their way through the labyrinthine aisles, their eyes scanning the titles and searching for any mention of Lycans or black magic. Dust danced in the rays of sunlight that filtered through stained glass windows, lending an ethereal quality to their journey. Finally, they discovered a section dedicated to ancient legends and forbidden knowledge. The books here were wrapped in worn leather, their pages delicate and yellowed with age. Rey's fingers traced the spines until they settled upon a tome titled "The Chronicles of Shadows: Unveiling the Secrets of

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Since he was tired of standing. He had to search for the signs he was seeing then he could get it. Then he began typing in. The signs he was seeing, he described her and every other thing he knew about her. Then he clicks search. He saw it. Everything about it. There was a picture of a girl too. Her hair was white. The name. Mysterious demon. Always a female. That was it. He didn’t know when he sat down. And began reading. Everything was in there.

He ran into the kitchen and immediately wanted to storm through the open back door, but had to brake, because right in front of the door was a blood-covered woman with blond hair, right next to a dead Proles - more precisely an Iuba. This creature was in the shape of a German shepherd, but was at least a head taller, if not more. It was striped gray and black and had a lion-like mane that was only a little darker than the rest of the fur. It had a long tail with long hangings and a little goatee under its chin.

I went to the living room and, as expected, found the pair of underwear I was looking for in his bag. Downstairs, I called my best friend. "Help me look up someone. I have shopping records." I started the car, planning to visit the real estate office to check on property transactions. Suddenly, I felt something sharp poking at me from underneath the seat. I reached down and pulled out a black lace bra. Clearly, it matched the underwear. This car was usually Milton's—since I worked near home, I usually took the subway. This meant their entanglement that night had probably started in this very car.