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I said embarrassingly. “Do not be troubled, miss. You are very light weighted. And this is nothing. “ He said looking ahead with steady tone while walking fast-paced. “All right, sir. Sorry for the inconvenience.” I am still uneasy. He smiled and said, “Just call me Ray, miss.” I loosened a bit and said, “Very well, Ray. Then, call me Heather.” He just smiled but did not say anything.

Before we'd even stepped through the door, we were passionately greeted by a man who I assumed was a friend of Conner's, as he knew him by name and was extremely animated around the both of us. "Hola mis amigas," he hugged us both, despite having never met me before. "And who would this hermosa chica be?" "I'm Ally," I introduced myself, assuming he was referring to me through the use of my very limited Spanish vocabulary. "It's nice to meet you." "Likewise, my señorita," he kissed my hand. "And I am José." He was a very good looking guy, with dark features and a bronzed glow; tall dark and handsome, and evidently gay. He was also evidently good at what he did, his boutique packed full of st

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I was taking a shower but I felt like I was being watched. These days, I had been totally captivated by and restlessly researching merpeople day and night. My fascination with this mysterious species had caused a merman to appear in my dreams a few days ago. He was majestic, young, and about three meters tall. His upper body was muscular, and his tail was iridescent black. A tail so powerful that a single movement had the strength to produce a huge, engulfing wave.

She must have lots of money, I thought… After 3 minutes of waiting, a young man and his driver's head in the direction of this pretty-looking car. The driver held the car open for the young man to enter. Damn, I've never seen a man so beautiful. The young man looked terrifying but tall and handsome. He had dark, shiny, and full hair. His eyes were blue, almond-shaped, and had a radiant sparkle. His wrestler's shoulder perfectly complemented his Spartan physique. His movement was tiger-like. It seemed like he possessed a latent, leonine power or he was filled with purpose and authority.

The man was dark and huge, with a mustache and dirty long hair, but his eyes were as blue as the sky above them. "Call me Ameth." He replied, and now Kain knew whose memory he was playing in. He too realized that this man wasn't just a mere human. He was also a hunter. The probabilities were beyond the explanation of his simple human mind, so Kain tried to turn his focus to the present memory and immediately took back the man's memory. He had a lot going on and couldn't afford to drop the dream. Odd or not, this dream has something to do with him being in this era.

“ Ahem!! “ The sound of Liam clearing his throat made the staring contest between the man and me come to an end because the man walked to Liam and shook hands with him when he saw Liam and that confused me. “ Mr. Grey, “ Liam said as he shook hands with the man whom I now had an idea that may be the CEO of this company but having seen him I couldn’t help but feel that people were exaggerating about him being very handsome. Mr Grey is very tall with dark hair, a pointy nose, and full lips unlike Liam who had dark brown hair, sharp pointy nose, a perfectly shaped oval face and captivating amber eyes perfectly suiting his broad shoulder and tall height. Liam was a good example of perfect looks

Sehreyar threatened Meher and hold her chin tightly. Meher is hissing in pain because of Sehreyar's tight grip while Mehrab is crying very hard seeing Sehreyar's aggressiveness. " Rehaan Al Qureshi is the name of Meher's fiancee. Leave her, Sehreyar," A deep voice said from behind and Sehreyar left Meher's chin.

She remained silent, her eyes welling with unshed tears. Sensing her struggle, Sensei stepped forward, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. He looked at Rajeev with a calm, steady gaze and began to explain. "I found Meera, as she is known now, years ago in the mountains. She was severely injured, on the brink of death, with no memory of her past. I brought her back to our village, and with time, she recovered physically. But her memories remained elusive."

While looking at me with a smile still on his face. "Are you Sebastian's daughter?" he exclaimed. I nodded "I'm Key om!" The man nodded then looked at Hamdan who was on the other side of me. While helping hold Aldo who looks increasingly pale. "And are you Sebastian's son?" "That's right sir, I am Hamdan!"