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With a smile, I took my gun, uncocked it and went out. “Boss, Moretti and his men are attacking our men. Half of our men are injured and I don't think we can put up with this any longer. Do you have a plan?” Marco said as he approached me, the stain of blood purely visible on his shirt. I tightened my grip around my pistol as I walked through the bright lit corridor. “Where is Dante?!” When we arrived at the well lit arena, I was shocked to see what used to be a training ground turn into a cemetery hosting dead bodies.

Chad approached the edge of the giant pit and silently called out, "Lord Fifth." Lord Fifth did not appear. Suddenly, Chad's mind was flooded with a series of brutal images, ending with Lord Fifth's voice echoing in his head. "In closed-door training. Don't call me unless absolutely necessary!" Among the brutal images were depictions of the Lord Second being severed in two by Marshawn and the Lord Fifth transforming into a Heavenly Dragon, severely injuring Marshawn. Finally, Chad witnessed Lord Fifth biting Marshawn in half. Chad closed his eyes and recalled the battle between Lord Second, Lord Fifth, and Marshawn. When he opened his eyes again to see the ruined Williams Village, he broke o

A man immediately entered the room to check what happened and got shocked when he saw his co-league got a bullet shot on his forehead that made him step back a little. “Clean that up within 20 second, if you don’t, I’ll let you follow him in hell.” Devren said that made the man immediately drag the body out. “Y-yes sir.” The man said. Devren clenched his fist and his jaw tightened in anger and shot the glass wall that made it broke into pieces, he turned to face his table and looked at the monitor of his computer. “I will not stop not until I see Chaos and you, River showering in your own blood. Specially you River, I will make you beg on your knees in front of me and that will happen soon.”

Over the course of my quest for answers, I had transformed into a force that was unyielding and insensitive to the cries of people who were caught up in the currents of my vendetta. Nevertheless, my phone buzzed just as the doors to the dungeon rumbled shut behind him, a ruthless incursion that shattered the quiet that had been present. There was a video that appeared on the screen, and it was a horrible vision that left an indelible mark on the various parts of my awareness.

“Ms. Green,” I looked up from my computer immediately after hearing Mr. Mávros’, my boss’ voice. He didn’t even wait for my response because before I could speak, “I need the Milan files at seven a.m. tomorrow.” Mr. Devin Carlo Mávros, also known as the Devil, has been my boss for three years, and as his P.A., I knew better than to make reasons with him, but not tonight. I have a date.

What started as a job, a duty to make sure she felt our side was her only real choice, became an obsession. Our plan had been put in motion years before, creating a rock band to travel the world bringing in kids her age from everywhere knowing one day she would show up. Devil’s Night is now the most popular band in the world with teens and young adults. While simultaneously being the most hated band in the world with their parents. We have fans everywhere just dying for a chance to spend a few moments with us and I, Damien Raines, am the frontman.

Kim began to push his hard dick in and out of Julianne's pussy waiting for her to adjust to his. He started pounding in and out of Julianne in a hurry, the bed bucked underneath them. Julianne's moan could be heard by their next door neighbor. They both reached their climax same time as the door busted open revealing a very disheveled looking angry demon. He grabbed the man's head and hurled into the wall, Julianne struggled to cover her naked body with the blanket. She watched in horror as the intruder hurled Kim at the hard wall, Kim stood up angrily not even a hair was out of place as he grabbed Damien's neck.

She exchanged contacts with Fernando and left the house after promising to return the next day so they could talk better. In the car, on their way home, she sent a text to Kira. “This is harder than I thought. His phone is with me but I can’t seem to copy the data because he’s staring at my direction. What is the name of the dealer so I can search for the number instead before handing his phone back to him.” Just immediately, a reply came. “Draco stone. But continue trying to copy the data, it would be better that way.” She attached the flashed to her phone and copied the data to it.

Mia felt a strange twist in her stomach—not victory, not hesitation—something in between. “I was going to make it look like a cardiac arrest,” Mia leaned back in her chair, her elbow resting on the armrest, wrist dangling lazily as though discussing the weather. “There’s a drug—blocks your heart completely. No trace left behind. No post-mortem will ever find it.” Hema nodded slowly, eyes half-lidded as she took a sip of her coffee. “That’s clean. Elegant. Very Mia.” Mia smirked. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Well I've never seen beauty quite like that. The deal is yours, Diavolo. I'll even add an extra five hundred million dollars for it to become a billion dollar deal.” “Whats the catch?” “I want the girl.” My stomach flipped as I saw the devil cosplayer rise to his feet. He said something I wasn't fast enough to catch, but on closer inspection, I realized he was talking into the plug he had on. The curtain began to close. I was helped out of the glass. Before I could blink, everyone backstage had disappeared. I heard footsteps behind me and on turning, I saw the devil. “Well played.’’ He clapped. “You can’t sell me!’’ I blurted in panic.