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They turned to see tall, beautiful dark haired woman standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. Leah had to admit. She felt a momentary bit of jealousy upon first seeing the woman. The woman looked graceful and elegant. Leah felt almost homely compared to this woman, and the smirk on the woman’s face didn’t make things any better. Leah almost felt like smacking the smirk right off her face. Was this bitch one of Ray’s ex-lovers? She wouldn’t be surprised. After all, Ray was a very handsome and sexy man. He had no doubt had many past lovers to satisfy his needs. He was a wolf after all. Wolves have been rumored to have a very high sex drive.

She holds the microphone and the five fingers on his left hand seem to be dancing in the air like a bewhiskered a****n. "Ahahahahahaha!" She suddenly laughed like a witch. The voice was very hoarse and obnoxious to the ears. There's nothing funny. "Do you have a clue of my name?" she added. What an intro! She must be practicing that. "Miss. Happy shalala?" the person next to me said softly. He was still wearing his black mask. The woman continued speaking, "Well, My name is Miss. Ahaha and I am the right hand of Ambassador Hugo Cassidy and we are here to inform you that—"

REID I’ve always believed in destiny. While this current situation may not be ideal, fate doesn’t make mistakes when bringing people together as mates. I don’t know much about Serena yet, but I do know that I’m insanely attracted to her. I’ve never been like this around another she-wolf, not even hot-as-fuck Arabella who was basically a nympho and made a hobby out of throwing herself at me. I turned her down more times than I took her up on it, too busy to bother with getting invested in a woman. Yet here I am, not even twenty-four hours in, and I’m already obsessed with Serena Harper.

Gaby inquired with precise ignorance. "She will replace you after you've finished the mission. She will be the best prototype of you. Let me introduce you two. Her name is Olivia Brianah, and Olivia, this is Gaby Sanroman. My wife." "Nice meeting you, miss. I've heard so much about you," greeted Olivia with the exact tone and voice as Gaby's. "Omg. She sounds like me. Do I sound like that?" Gaby thrilled. "It's a pleasure meeting you, Olivia. A real pleasure."

I paid and went back to the tabe not find her Missing again. Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! Can you at least have a little pity on me I yelled attracting the eyes of most customers.

How clueless and shielded she has been to the lifestyle of her family. "Just a little but the medication I just gave you should take most of the pain away" He reassured her. María looked at me with her beautiful green eyes where mesmerizing it baffled me and had me yet again wondering how someone like her could have been born into and raised in the mafia world. "I have to take care of something. Will you be fine with the doctor" I asked María. She nodded her head yes. I took a step to leave. "Wait" She halted my move. "Thankyou, Thankyou for saving me. You're a good man Carlos" She said with a weak smile.

His eyes stayed on the woman crossing the lobby toward us, and something unreadable passed over his face. Not surprise. Recognition. That unsettled me more. “You know her,” I said. “I know of her.” “That is a very Luca answer.” “It is an accurate one.” Brian stepped closer to us, lowering his voice. “Marisol Vega. Thirty-two. Mother’s surname. Educated in Switzerland and London. Attorney for six years before moving into private asset management. No criminal record. No public connection to Don until recently.” “Convenient,” Luca said. Brian’s mouth tightened. “Very.”

She wore a dark coat and no visible fear. “Who are you?” Grace asked. The woman studied her. “Someone your mother trusted.” Grace’s breath caught. “You knew her.” “Yes,” the woman said. “My name is Mara Lin. I worked in compliance. Off the books. I helped bury fires before they became explosions.” Grace swallowed. “Why now?” “Because Calder Hayes is unraveling,” Mara replied. “And when men like him lose control, they erase witnesses.” Grace’s spine chilled. “You’re saying my mother—”

“Let go of me! You’re no different, Caridad! You invited me but didn’t give me an invitation? You really want to embarrass me here, don’t you? Fine! I have nothing to be ashamed of, but you, you have plenty!” Caridad was flustered as she tried to handle Maris. She was afraid of her ghost. I smirked as I watched the drama unfold tonight. Maris faced all the guests and pointed at Caridad. “Do you want to know the dirty secrets of the honorable mayor’s wife?!” she grinned, took a swig from the bottle she was holding, and wiped her lips forcefully. “What are you talking about, Maris? You’re just drunk! Come on, I’ll take you to the room so you can rest,” she said as she tried to pull Maris, but