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"You dare ruin my nose? How dare you stand in my face?!" "I've tolerated you enough, doctor Magnus." "You have?" He scoffed. "Just because I refused to suck your finger dick doesn't give you the damn right to talk trash about me!" A gasp erupted from the mouths of the onlookers. The doctor glanced around the crowd now forming in groups as they chattered away indistinctively. "You're fired this minute!" "No, Doctor Magnus, I quit!" She hurled the mob stick next to the doctor's foot, jerking everyone present by the sudden (search for the sound later).

And then I would have punched his face until someone had the courage to pull me away. "The meeting is about to start," Xavier warns when we return to the table. "Don't leave here," I address Aurora coldly and follow the lead accountant up the stairs. When all the essentials were present in the office, the meeting began. Magnus explained his proposal with convincing eloquence. He's completely dedicated to this; after all, if he can't secure this contract today, he might need to seek a new profession. His company has suffered a significant drop in stocks, and I doubt it will survive much longer if it doesn't win now.

He had been so consumed by his thoughts and the weight of his decision that everything else had faded into the background. "Yes, dude," Magnus replied after a moment of hesitation. He met Alex's gaze directly, his expression resolute. "I saw the sincerity in his eyes. There’s something about Cyrus that feels... genuine. Like he’s driven by a cause greater than himself." He paused, studying Alex’s face. "Why, dude? Have you noticed something suspicious?"

His cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration. “Who would've thought we'd still be capable of such madness at our age? I never imagined it!" Magnus boomed with laughter. “Keep it down," Jacob murmured. "If you shout like that, everyone will know we're just two old men waving these things." “What's there to be shy about? Old age deserves its own brand of madness," Magnus retorted, though his face flushed all the same, his blood surging as though it, too, remembered how to race.

“Would you prefer wine, Mia?” “If you like,” she answered, listless now. “We’ve been saving this up,” he told her. “What? Oh, then not on my account.” Feeling thwarted, he reached across for the jug of water. Magnus rarely drank anything else and, even when he did, there was always some close by. He claimed it rejuvenated him and gave him strength now he was in his forties. “Here,” he said. “Help yourself.” When she did not move, he added, less than patiently, “It’s water.”

One wrong move or comment and Magnus would feel a punishment Franco believed appropriate. The silence between the question and Magnus’ response. The gathered audience listened to him gasp and sputter as he viewed a rather long list. A list far longer than he’d expected. “I have seen none of this before. I did what I believed would be acceptable to the people. There by giving the emperor a more favourable appearance before the people.” Magnus once again denied the obvious, and it took everything Franco had not to scoff at Magnus’ claims. How so many thought Franco could be so dunderheaded and dull he’d never know. But again, claiming the knowledge and understanding were not available to them.

he seethed. I sighed in relief, knowing it was something this fickle. “I have seen the comments. It is nothing serious, Magnus.” “Nothing serious!” he spat. He pushed me off him gently and stood, pacing around the room. “You mean those mean comments are nothing? You falter me too much, Zevara.” My mouth parted open in disbelief. “You shouldn’t be worried about this, Magnus. Let’s just ignore the comments.” “You are kidding me.” His fingers hovered around his phone and he placed it over his ear.

Magnus I went back to the bar, and the people at the bar, who'd already seen my face and recognized me, became increasingly terrified. I walked up to the counter and leaned on it. "Come here, good man," I said to the bartender. "Repeat everything you said back then, word for word." He gulped and pleaded. "I'm so sorry, Alpha Magnus! I didn't know you were here. I swear I meant nothing; we were joking about everything!"

I needed answers. “Are you sure about this, Magnus?” “What have I got to lose, Fritz?” Except my life. He didn’t reply.

It was a good fifteen minutes before Magnus himself came out of his mansion to greet me, his harem of dark witches not far behind him. "High Elder Alfred Evans, what a nice surprise! I would invite you in, but I know you will decline so we can just talk out here in the open instead. I do commend you for your bravery. Coming here unaccompanied." Magnus shook his head. "I could kill you right where you stand." Magnus chuckled, obviously delighted in the fact I had stooped down to the level of a messenger. "Enough of the threats, Magnus. We all know you can not harm me. It will cause a problem for you and your rather small army. How many did you lose during your onslaught against Autumn Moon? H