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“ I’ll show you hurting , “ Marcus hissed , raising his hand. Now . Elias didn’t break the window. He didn’t need to. He moved with a speed that defied the human eye, a blur of shadow that slipped through the gap in the window frame. He’d jimmied opened minutes ago. The light in the kitchen flickered. A sudden, unnatural draft swept through the room, smelling of ancient dust and expensive cologne. Marcus froze. He felt it - the sudden drop in temperature, the predatory stillness that had invaded the room. He turned, still clutching cats’s arm. Elias was standing by the refrigerator, leaning casually against the door. He looked entirely out of place in the cramped, grimy kitchen. His suit was

He hangs up, I stay there, the phone in my hand, tears flowing, heart breaking, soul collapsing, everything I was, everything I am, everything I will be, crumbling, disappearing, annihilating itself, like a house of cards a single breath is enough to destroy, and I wonder, I wonder why, why I did this, why I chose Marc, why I stole Viviane's life, why I took her place, why I kept her daughter, why I destroyed everything that stood in the way of my path, my plans, my lies, my secrets, my crimes, why I did all of this, for what, for whom, for nothing, for no one, for me, for this love that was not love, for this life that was not life, for everything I lost, everything I gave, everything I sac

I pleaded again but to no surprise my plea was ignored. The room was beginning to spin, my head becoming light. “He has your eyes Maria, the same eyes of Lorenzo and Diego” he smiled at the thought, his eyes distant like he was looking at a memory before his eyes. He cleared his throat snapping himself back to reality. “Lucien Garcia” he approached Marcus with his hand held out in front of him in a greeting motion. “I know who you are” Marcus clenched his jaw, and I could only imagine he was feeling a world of anger and confusion right now.

However, the interesting part was that Lionel decided to keep the beginning and the end of the story while adding his melodramatic twist in the middle, turning it into some sort of dramatic and scandalous tale involving almost everyone, a grand melodrama of an elite family. The story went like this: eight years ago, Mr. Marcus and Miss Jessica fell in love and spent a sweet period together. However, their relationship faced opposition from the Smith family. Old Mr. Alston intervened and separated the couple, with a certain Miss interfering. The whole family went against Miss Jessica, who was then powerless and wanted to flee from W City. Mr. Marcus went on a hunger strike as a protest, and t

ORSON’S POV Elora Amoh! The name had replayed in my head for years. For so many years. It stuck in my mind like that incident—the beautiful, innocent little Elora who would never hurt a bee. For so long, I had stayed in the shadows, watching her like a hawk, the guilt from years before threatening to tear my heart apart.

he said guiding them towards the right-wing of the building. Rafael and Crystal followed him, he directed them to a table where they are greeted by an elderly man and woman. "Please have your seat" they said. Crystal sat close to Rafael, their thighs almost touching, she can feel the heat emanating from him and she glanced at him to see if he noticed, she found him staring at her and she quickly averted her gaze. " I am Marcus Ornelli and this is my wife, Serene" " We've spoken much over the phone and you've met with my manager but we've not met in person" he added

It is fine, where are you, I will be waiting for you," Miranda said already relaxed and assured at least he could reach him and sooner he would meet her since he already knew she was in his house," "Babe, I am at Coronado, I came to play a game, when the result is out, I am sure, I will win a lot of dollars," Marcus said smiling sweetly. Ella was already exhausted, she was tired of standing and she couldn't wait for night to rest, even at night before resting, she still always battled with Williams who always came smiling to demand sexual pleasure from her. "Coro what? Marcus? Why didn't you tell me you are travelling? Anyways good luck," She stated angrily and dropped the call.

Marcus pulled back just enough, smirked, and stayed in charge. “Thought you could seduce me, huh? That tongue, those hands, you’re still a boy messing with fire.” “I’m not a boy,” Elias shot back, fingers dug into Marcus’s sleeves, knuckles white. “I’m the one making you lose it.” “Keep talking,” Marcus said, hand slid down, grabbed Elias’s cock through his jeans, felt it pulse, hard and hot. Elias moaned, hips pushed into the grip. “You’re all talk till I break you.”

I said turning around and walking back down the hall. "Not without you" Jace shouted "What's going on?" Seb demanded I stopped no more than two feet away from them. "Marcos is dead. His love, the queen is fighting for her life against Ferox. Please just go back to our friends. I have to stay and help her and then I'll join yo-" Find authorized novels in W******l，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.novelhall.comfor visiting.