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Chris smiled arrogantly in response to the question. ‘You will soon be mine, Rosalie.’ Chris ruminated as he took the box from the table and delicately stowed the card in the hidden safe. You'd quickly start muttering my name. You'll soon be moaning my name. I should have fucked you before mating with Grace, then you would never have left me. He pondered. *******

Translation: What never happened before, Has started to happen. Why has my heart gone to sleep, After waking me up? Is this love or something else, Or is it only chaotic emptiness What should I say about it, you tell me. You tell me. What name should I give this love? _______ Mishty looked at him without blinking. Did he propose to her on the stage? She doesn't know what she should react Siddharth comes to her side and smiled at her. "Nice song." She complimented him and turned abruptly not able to tell anything more.

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Then, turning to me with a kind smile, he added, “Thankfully, Sabrina has good taste.” Aaron stared at me in disbelief. “No, this has to be a mistake.” He then turned to me with a hopeful look and asked, “Sabrina, it's a mistake, isn't it? There’s been some kind of mix-up, right? You chose me that day, but somehow your grandpa got it wrong and chose Ethan, didn’t he?” I found it laughable. I looked at him coldly and replied, “No. From the very beginning, it was Ethan. If you think you're worthy of marrying me, dream on.”

‍ “That’s what made it work.” He turned away then, mov⁠ing toward the window, and for a moment I saw‌ the faintest‌ reflection of us togethe‍r—two strangers‌ who⁠ looked like they belonged, yet di‌dn’t know‌ how. ⁠“I‌ think they liked us⁠,” I said lightly, trying to fill the silence. ‌ “T‌he‍y liked the idea of us,” he corrected. “A marriage betwee‍n money⁠ and⁠ myst‌ery a‌lways sells well.”

Aunty Elena said with a slight disdain in her voice. Rose took a deep breath and said, "Who is your young master? Can you please tell me? Who exactly is this mysterious person? Because the last time that I remember, I wasn't even that close to any young master of elite family and government families in the country. Talk less of one mysterious young master that almost got me killed without me knowing who he is. Don't tell me it's your young master that kidnapped my boyfriend, Jon?" Rose asked softly.

Now Carnation wonders who this beautiful lady is. "Are you Carnation?" She smiled and nodded to the woman. "My name is Mist, and Mr. Lust has assigned me to give you a tour of Casa de Lujuria." "But I came here to talk to Mr. Lust... not for a tour," her voice moved from page to page as she said the last three words when Mist's one eyebrow rose. "What do you think of my brother, a friend you can talk to whenever you want?" Mist asked steadily, one hand on her waist.

Samuel cast one last deep look at me before silently turning away. If love began with a mistake, then no matter how many times we tried to rewrite the story, it would only keep circling back down the wrong path. Instead of forcing it to work, it was better to go back and start over.

But what was it? * * It was already in the evening and the sun was already setting. All the pack members gathered round the pack ground and whispers roamed round. Lyra looked forward, staring straight at the podium. What was it the Alpha wanted to say that required their attention? Okay, their Luna. But why was she so interested in seeing him? She exhaled deeply as she paid little attention to her friends gossip. Then suddenly, Connor stepped out and she smiled involuntarily, her eyes holding a shade of sudden joy. Just as he was about to walk out, her smiled dropped as she noticed him holding someone hands. She pulled her lips in and her heart broke. Why? Why did heart break? She closed her

Madam Comfort announced and he turned to look at her. His eyes lingered on her for a while before he locked eyes with her while smiling and she wondered what was funny to him as her lips shifted in disgust. He stretched forth his hand for a shake as he said “Hello, I am Steve and I also attend the same university as yours”. She gazed at his stretched hand for a while before slowing extending her hand to receive the shake when she noticed the silence everywhere, the madams were waiting for her to either reject or accept the hand before they pass their judgments across.