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Romeo smirked. "You Moranos took everything from me. But I'll take something back." He walked to an old rusty shelf leaning against the wall. With a dramatic sweep of his hand, he pulled away a decayed wooden plank. Behind it— A hidden compartment. Luca's breath hitched. No....No, it couldn't be. Romeo reached inside and pulled out a thick, ancient black book—the Great Black Book of the Morano lineage. The one generations of enemies had killed for.

He knew that Lady Roselle would definitely be asking after her husband if she did not see him while the rest of them were there. Romeo froze in shock. It had slipped his mind for a short moment due to the influence of the poison on his mind. He opened his mouth to reply but instead of an answer to give to David, a groan escaped his mouth. His eyes began to change their colour in the dark and as it blazed with unholy light and locked unto them with mind-numbing bloodlust, Zolan quickly grabbed David and dragged him out of the secret pathway as the floor closed. As soon as they stepped out of the secret door, the thick walls silently closed and all traces of it vanished from view, as if there

“You’re scary sometimes, you know that? If I didn’t know you, I might think that’s something supernatural—like a ghost taking human form!” Dark pretended to be offended, his brows furrowing. “So now I’m a ghost? Can’t I just be mysterious and extremely handsome?” After revealing his handsome face, he moved closer. “There, now you’re sure! It’s really me—your beloved husband, Dark Nathaniel Villamonte.” Before Roxane could protest, Dark quickly pulled her into his arms and kissed her gently but full of affection. Roxane felt the warmth of the kiss and the intensity of his longing in every movement.

he offered coyly. “Set me free and I might tell you all that I know. Only for the Blaine diamond..” he urged darkly. “Ace, you can’t trust this fucker or whatever comes out from his lips. It might all be part of his plot…” Romano spat. “My information is 100% true.” Romeo shook his head, awaiting my reaction. A pin drop silence befell with tension as I started taking steps towards him….. Staring deep in his eyes, I realized how much truth his words really held.

I glance at Marco and he swallows— hard. A sickening crack echoes— I whirl to see Romano pinned against the car, blood spurting from his mouth. “You have no fucking right to claim her!” Rafaele snarls. Romano wipes his chin and grins, teeth gleaming red. “Tell me, brother… when you sink your fangs into her, does she cry for you? Or beg for mercy?” “You have no fucking right!” “Oh, but I do,” Romano purrs. He smiles at me. Something dark and ancient flickering behind his eyes. “Your pet… is my mate.”

Romeo gets ready to kick him when he screams; "Wait, I can help you". "There is no fucking way you can help me, you motherfucker". Romeo says disgustingly and kicks him in the abdomen. "I can help you nail James ". He said with screams, amidst his blurry vision. The sound of James' name makes Romeo halt. "How can you help me?" Romeo asks with a bitter tone. "I have a CD containing all his transactions." He cried. Romeo looked at Maria, as if for approval of what Ashking was saying and she nodded yes.

He better really get his head together and make sure this is the best night of Eve’s life. I mean what if it is bad and this was all for nothing? What if she’s attached and he’s not? There were just so many variables and to top it off, he was still completely stuck on the dark room thing. He kept saying he wanted it to be purely physical, and have all of his senses heightened to her, and to make it more erotic that way. I don’t know what he’s smoking but I just hope it goes how he is expecting. I was going out Friday night for pizza and wings with a couple people from our crew, and Derek was going to sit at home and call Eve before joining us.

Whatever you want to call it! But he's impotent! What does he need a red room for?! I turned to ask him but the dark glimmer in his eyes seemed to hold all the answers I needed. I gulped. The dark shadows cast on his face made him look more dangerous. I wanted to flee for my life, but the call of flesh was stronger. I look forward to the promise of immense pleasure his eyes held. I gulped in anticipation as our gazes fought for a while. My cunt clenched with unbearable need.

The scent of paper and cedar cologne seeped through every corner like a slow poison - calm, domineering and ruthless. The project team sat in their seats, hands trembling with cold sweat dripping down their backs. They each bit their lips, heads deeply bowed - not daring to peek a sight of the man before them. Matthew picked another file, flipping through the first five pages with pure disinterest. After a while, his lips twisted in a low sneer, his long fingers reaching for a gold rimmed lighter. He flipped open the cap, and with one flick, he watched countless, sleepless nights turn to nothing but ash and fumes.

Then, she guided Leo to the guest room, saying, "Please have a seat, Mr. Romano will be with you shortly." The walls were adorned with dark paintings, and among them, Leo noticed a striking one featuring a man in a black coat concealing his face, with fingerprints smudged in blood. While he observed, Mr. Romano remarked, "That's my favorite painting." "Welcome, Leo," Mr. Romano greeted, and Leo turned to respond, "Thanks." Mr. Romano then gestured, "Have a seat, Leo." Leo took a seat and stated, "I'll get straight to the point, Mr. Romano." Mr. Romano replied, "Certainly, I'm eager to hear the point."