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Marcus behind me, hand still between my legs. He shrugs his jacket off. "I missed the first part," he says. "You'll make up for it," I manage. He smiles. And starts unbuttoning his shirt. Arc 14: Full House continues in Chapter 37...

We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉 And you'll get to see what's going on inside Damian's head!

"Hey, I'd like to report an accident. I'm in it. You guys just track my phone with your GPS thingy. I'm just gonna.... take a... nap." Next thing I know, I passed out. ---END OF CHAPTER SIXTEEN---

On the way, he mind-linked S-15, *Meet me at my chamber, right now! #Did you like reading this chapter in R's POV? Would you like more chapters in his POV or you want only SIA's POV. Let me know in comments :) :) :)

Marissa POV. The thunder wakes me up. Something feels different in me. Like something is calling to me. But I’m not sure what. Shuffling towards the edge of the bed, I place my feet down as I stand. I wince as I collapse on the ground with a thud. Damn stupid ankle. How could I forget my ankle was damaged? Robert enters the room and sees me on the floor.

“I start another fund and put money in it that I would spend on buying the supplies. As we near the thirty-week mark and later we then start buying the things we will need. That way, things will be more realistic in the fact we know they will be coming home with us at some point.” “Why do you keep saying we and us?” Kit looked at him, surprised. She had wanted to ask before when he said something like that. Somewhere the way he talked had changed. He wasn't acting like she was his back-up plan. He was acting like she was now a real player in this horrid game. “Because I know you will be there with me,” Mitsuhide said. “You will be there by my side.” “Mitsu.” She said.

"Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed her obsessing over that book all week. You think you’re going to seduce Leo with those tricks?" "Hush, Kiera." Mia throws her a disapproving glare. "Believing is key." My eyes wander to the pages. Chapter Four: Make Them Kneel Without Touching Them Something tightens in my chest. Curiosity. Quiet. Creeping. The kind that doesn’t knock before entering. Mia flips the page with a sigh, totally engrossed. “This one’s good,” she mutters. “This chapter alone is worth the price.” “Let me see.” I tilt my head, catching a line:

##Chapter 11: Cassidy Book One: Stay "Sorry, I'm still trying to get the hang of it. Remind me to ask you for some helpful tips. You seem to be a real pro at it." My belly dips as he grins at me. I almost wince, realizing that this banter is totally counterproductive to what I need to happen.

Missy nods, putting on a proud and sad face. Silvan walks out, and I just raise an eyebrow at the other two. They look at me like I’m crazy, which granted, I am, but also like I’m a genius. We nod to each other, and I give Missy a herb for the cramps she is actually suffering from, and then we’re off to the great hall.

I guessed the driver hadn’t known the area well, because we had been the ones giving directions, or rather, the lack thereof. We had told him to take us to the first club he saw. I had said so because the thought of a long drive, especially with the lingering nausea from the day’s events, had been unbearable. Misa stood up abruptly from her high stool, practically jumping off, her short dress riding up her thighs before she quickly pulled it back down. “You’re keeping me on my toes,” she said, her voice laced with a nervous energy “You can just spill it.” “It’s… it’s for the kings,” I said, my voice hushed, glancing back at the doorway.