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Donald revealed surprising the hell out of me. "How did you found out about this?" I was still surprised. "You don't have to know how I did but you have to mind the way you trust people, in this game everyone is a suspect, no 100% trust guaranteed, you just entered this business not more than two years ago and you are already one of the top Mafia lords, do you think you don't have enemies? Even the one you trusts most might be an enemy, always be at alert" he said and the line went off.

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but suddenly it crashed out of my mouth, “Fuck man! fuck this shit!” The guy paused and his face became redder. “Did you just say fuck man?” Seeing the veins popping out of his forehead and neck, I lost my cool and involuntarily bursted into rounds of derisive laughter. “Stop laughing!! you moron” The guy bellowed angrily. “I’m not moron, I'm stiles” Fuck! fuck! stop replying, I said mentally and covered my mouth with my fingers so that words wouldn't crash out of my mouth again. It was as if anytime I think of something negative, it crashes out of my mouth.

she says, “You accept me for who I am, unlike all the people at school.” “People will be people…Their opinions don’t matter. Your opinions of yourself, however, matter the most. It will take time, but you will learn to accept and love yourself as well,” I say as she goes in for a hug. After our short conversation, she leaves for school. “Trapped her with your magic as well?” Alessandro asks with his hands in his pockets. “As well?” I ask walking close to him. He chuckles, and seductively slides his tongue across his lips. My heart skips a beat. “Mr. Bianchi, where are you off to?” I ask him despite knowing exactly where he was off to. “The port,” he answers maintaining strong eye contact. “N

There were times when it seemed Mancini was playing games, he kept making a point of being suggestive, not that he was overly lewd or anything like that no he's too much the gentleman for that, but it seemed he was trying to get under my skin with every word. "So what is it that you do again Sierra?" "I'm in acquisitions." I took a sip of my wine to take my eyes off of his, he was looking right into me as if he knew my every secret it was to say the least very unnerving. "Really what is it that you acquire?" There he goes again with that knowing look and my traitorous feelings were no help either, each time he looked at me like that as if he would like nothing better than to take me right th

Morrigan said with disdain. I froze in place. I had thought that by coming back now, I was showing my support for Morrigan. Unexpectedly, it had evoked her resentment. Morrigan further expressed her hate for me. "I hate pretentious people the most. Since you're so good at playing tricks to gain affection, you must be a promiscuous woman. Let's see how many men it takes to satisfy a slut like you." She clapped her hands, and dozens of men in construction uniforms emerged from the stairwell.

He held it up for a moment, examining it in the light before casually flicking it onto the concrete floor, where it landed with a tiny, insignificant tink. "One," Zandrei counted softly, his eyes glinting with a mad, ecstatic light. "Now, let's try again. Who sent you?" He asked, his voice brimming with a childlike excitement, like a madman who had just discovered a wonderfully fun new game and was eager for another turn. The man in the chair could only manage a strangled, guttural sound, a wet sobbing noise that vibrated through his shattered mouth. His head thrashed from side to side, his eyes wide with a horror so pure it was almost beautiful to Zandrei.

His eyes narrowed on the girl waving her hands at him. Didn’t she say she’s not coming? He thought the woman had a job? Why is she here? But why does he think that? What’s the use of that nerd? A devious smile crept on his lips. He will get revenge for the woman’s humiliation. Wilder ignored her and started the engine. He drove fast while Fertine sped off to catch up with the car. A laugh escapes his lips as he throws a glance at her. Her hair is everywhere as she runs. Her thick glasses are also constantly falling.