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Damn this house is huge I muttered to myself. Finally reaching the end of the hall, I walked through a door and saw that it was the laundry room. Placing the sheets along with my clothes and his from last night inside the machine, I started it and left, allowing the clothes and the sheets to wash. Walking back down the hall I stopped at his library and walked inside, scrolling through his library collection, I found out that most of his books were on submission and dominance. I wasn't surprised because he had struck me as that type, the way that he took control of my body last night, dominating me, handling me just the way I liked to be handled. Taking out a book titled “Controlling Her Ever

Out of all people, why would she randomly mention Bryan? Bryan Samuel is Brandon's closest companion. They have been friends since childhood. Along with Sky Alberto, Anthon Gabriel, and Steven Sebastian, they form a group called the '5 Gold Pillars'. I have heard that this is the name they gave themselves as they grew up. They have been through a lot together and are more like brothers than friends. They would do anything for each other, especially Bryan. He plays a paternal role in their group. Despite all of them being billionaires and the most eligible bachelors in the world, Bryan is the richest and most influential among them. He is a TRILLIONAIRE!

“And it’s none of your business. So, step aside.” The man chuckled, a low, menacing sound. “You two sure got some guts. This isn’t a place for girls like you.” Emily’s head rose confidently. “Where we want to be is not for you to decide. We can be anywhere on this planet for all you care, so now, step. Aside. And. Let us get through.” Before the angry man could react, I stopped him, stretching my hand in front of him as I held Emily’s hand to calm her down. “I’m sorry. We’re here for someone. We don’t want trouble. So, please, let’s calm ourselves.”

Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

"Sir! We have an urgent situation outside!" a loud voice rattled the cramped space of the quarters. "You candy assed moron! Haven't I told you before to leave all matters to the able hands of my assistant! Leave! Now!" a fat man lodged at a comfortable chair while holding a book with sensual depictions on it. Its contents were of women doing different positions in the most popular technique in the history of evolution. The cover title was Secret to Long Life by Jeff Depthfinder.

Manik smiles. The white Iru enveloping him vanishes. “Harasho is the most reasonable dogma. You can say that it projects the current life.” Manik reaches into his jacket pockets and draws their contents. There are two books on his hands. A pink book with a couple smiling at each other on a heart frame on the cover is on his right hand and a red book with a short hair woman crying on the cover is on his left hand. “Which Doujin do you like, Your Highness?” Manik asked.

He leaned back against the counter, flipping the cover open. On the first page, written in bold, uneven handwriting, were the words: “A Secret Collection of Male Confessions.” Adam let out a quiet breath, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Confessions?” he murmured. “What kind of confessions…” He turned the page. The handwriting inside was rougher, heavier, different from one section to the next, like multiple voices trapped in ink. Different men. Different stories. His curiosity sharpened. He kept reading.

But, as much as I loved a good chase, I was mentally drained for it. We entered the De Luca mansion only to be greeted by hordes of men lined up in the living room. Pa was on the couch, talking to his Consigliere, Karel Grimaldi. More like whispering. The moment Karel’s eyes fell on me, he patted Pa’s arm and my father straightened.

It was a masterpiece of a facade, a beautiful, polished veneer that hid the rot beneath. Outwardly, he was all pleasant smiles and cultured decency. But inwardly, he was a kingdom of chaos, a man who found joy in the symphony of another's breaking point. The man who could tenderly kiss a woman and extract a man's teeth with the same detached satisfaction one might feel pruning a rose bush. Regan slid into the driver's seat, letting the engine roar to life with a turn of the key. As he pulled away from the warehouse, he glanced in the rearview mirror.

She could feel the peaceful aura that enveloped the little house, inviting her in. In the center of the living room was a lavish fireplace, with a roaring fire that illuminated the entire room. "We'll get the dinner ready for you—" the man began but he was quickly cut off by Kevin who shook his head in refusal. "You can leave!" Kevin commanded sternly, striding towards the bar in the corner. Bottles of the finest wines lined the shelves, their labels proudly displayed. Glinting in the light were crystal glasses, adding an air of sophistication and refinement. His vast collection of bottles, all carefully chosen, reflected his passion for exquisite drinks quite boldly.