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I gasped, blinking disbelievingly. Mr. Stevens cleared his throat. "Mr. Montero was a very wealthy man, Miss Mills. A billionaire to be exact. And before his untimely death, he left a sizable sum to you." My knees tried to go out from underneath me, and I leaned against the doorframe to stay upright. A billionaire? Torin? How the hell—the man I knew lived in a compound, not a mansion. He rode a motorcycle, not flew in a private jet. "How… How much?" I managed to croak out.

"Hey! It's nice to put a face to the name. I'm Peggy. Peggy Anderson. My mom is Felicity, the..." "I know whom your mom is." I interjected. "It's really wonderful to meet you too Peggy. I'm Camilla Monteiro, but feel free to call me Mila." I grinned, and she winked. "I'm in love with her already Carter." Peggy piped. "There you have it! Your company." Carter gave a toothy grin. "I was already informed about that one. Chop chop! off you go then." "Away with me, then" He added. "But before that, when did you get here" He directed his question at Peggy.

I stared at his text message and laughed in anger. I had just fainted from a mild heatstroke outside the music festival venue, and he didn't even bother asking me where I'd been. Instead, he ordered me to buy merchandise for his "good friend". I called him instead. He picked up after a long time. "Did you get the tote? Don't get the wrong color. Ellie wants the black one." I said coldly, "I just got heatstroke, Cornell Glover. I'm at the medical tent now." There was a slight pause on the line. Then, his impatient voice sounded.

He groaned, images of her tied up, begging for him to fuck her flooding his mind as her warm mouth closed around his cock. (THE END)

Risa sat on Adrian’s left, and Vienna sat on his right side. Adrian didn’t look at any of them and kept eating. Vienna felt that he was being a bit cold because he didn’t greet anybody and began eating on his own. “Adrian,” Milo started the conversation with his usual loud voice. “You look like a billion bucks. It seems those injections worked?” “Pfft,” Both Risa and Vienna spat food out of their mouths. Even Gareth and Iva couldn’t believe what Milo just said. “Uncle,” Lilia smiled angrily at him. “Did you drink too much?”

he concluded. “Reuben,” Melissa interrupted, putting her hands on her hips. “Are you seriously going to cause a scene for this bitch?” she asked mockingly. “I mean, look at her; she’s practically using you to get into the acting career, and you know it. She’s as low as they come.” Olivia gasped, shocked that Melissa could voice such a reprehensible accusation. She saw Reuben stiffen, and to her surprise, she realized it was possible for him to look even angrier than before. The expression on his face was predatory; if Olivia didn’t know him better, she would have been terrified.

"Have you found any more information?" "Not really, but there's one thing I have to tell you, Antonio." Carl's voice on the other side sounded doubtful. "I don't know if this will happen or not, but I don't think it will hurt you to be careful from now on." "What is it?" "There's a popular name these days. It's said he's a high-profile mobster with the nickname Monsta." Antonio let out a long sigh. "So? What's the connection? Which network is he from?"

Vicky, who values her reputation, was about to explode as she saw the cashier giving me strange looks. Vicky was trembling with anger and raised her hand to strike. Although knowing that my injuries hadn't fully healed, I stood still and looked at her coldly, with a smirk. "Go ahead, try to hit me. Don't forget what I have in my hand. If you touch me, I guarantee you won't leave unscathed."

Silvana looked at her mum for help, but Celestina must have seen the fire glowing in my eyes and refrained from doing anything rash. A tear slid down Silvana's face. "You better hope nothing happens to my father, if not—" "Milo? What has he got to do with this?" I asked, surprised. "Bastardo!!" Celestina spat in Italian. "Nero De Santoro has been looking for you all over for two years. The whole of Italy knows he's on the hunt for you. And now he holds Milo captive to torture him with the belief that Milo knows where you're holed up in."

The man regained his stance and cussed at us. “This little bitches!” Elyse attacked him again and this time, bit him hard on his shoulder. He let out a painful groan and pushed her aside again. His movement revealed the tattoo imprinted on his arm. The seal. The red Mafia seal was the tattoo. He’s one of Luciano’s men.