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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.

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.

Please note, from this point forward, it is Lorenzo's story. Then it continues into Dario's I hope you have enjoyed reading Lucia and Marcos's story. As you have read, Marco's is a similar theme, with some of the same trigger warnings. Lorenzo's story also features alcohol abuse, sex, alcohol and fighting used as a coping vice. Lorenzo's story also features many flashbacks where he remembers his childhood and his mother's abuse. This story, like Lucia's is not a fade to black story. So some scenes may be hard to read. So consider this before beginning to read it. Thank you for reading Marco's story, now let's find out how Alice and Lorenzo began.

Her gaze was lost in the immensity of the moon above that seemed to whisper to her -Augusto-and still show her those green eyes. Out of nowhere came to his mind the last sentence of his grandmother just before she died - my little girl, the world is a book of choices and for you there will always be one. Always - then her grandmother closed her eyes to this world and Soraia who had closed hers opened them and felt a cold tear running down her cheek. Marcus can't wait for Lais to arrive from the hunt; he looks at the sky, looks at his wristwatch, it seems like an euphemism since time is no longer a problem for him.

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.

Luciano was irritated as he struggled to get free; however, the men held him down “Such a useless man, who can't even man up and save the woman he claims to love… you dared hurt her!” Marcos yelled with a heavy slam of his fist on the table, such that Corina sitting to the sides flinched, the other men lowered their heads when their boss rose to his feet. Corina's expression turned sour, why was Marcos bothered about Olivia getting killed

She set one down in front of Sophia. “Nothing from Maia yet?” she guessed. “No,” Sophia said. Elise sat down beside her, elbows on the table. For a few minutes, neither of them spoke. The only sound was the soft crackle of the secure radio on the wall, reporting weather updates and encrypted static. Finally, Elise broke the quiet. “What are you really thinking right now?” she asked. Sophia stared at the wall for a beat, then answered honestly. “That it’s not over. Not even close. Marcus might be locked up, but everything he built… everything Orion protected… it’s still out there.”