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The lounge smelled of expensive leather and champagne from the trays servants carried in and out. Beyond the closed doors, the roar of the press had finally been muted, though the vibrations of their frenzy still seemed to pulse through the walls. Damien Dowells stood apart from the others, his broad shoulders taut in the dark, tailored suit that seemed stitched from midnight itself. His face was tight, his fists clenched at his sides. He had been quiet all evening, but inside him thunder rolled.

He nodded. His eyes did not even move. He looked very similar to me. However, they are braver. AVA The door hissed open. Camille was standing inside. Alone. There is no gun. There are no guards. Only her and a tablet in her palm, lit with a single countdown. 00:19:48 Omega had nineteen minutes till it finished its final sweep and destroyed every identity, person, and proof associated with Project Vale. Damian comes in various forms. Every drop of Liam. Dominic's complete record. Even Hope would disappear from the system, as if she had never lived. "You made it," Camille remarked, smiling as if we were old friends arriving late for a dinner gathering. "Just in time."

Something about the way she said it made my stomach tighten. Still, guilt pushed me forward. I glanced once at Gabriel’s unconscious face before following Eleanor out of the suite while Lucas trailed behind us muttering under his breath. “This is either going to save the company or start World War Three.” We entered a private elevator surrounded by security. I frowned immediately. “Why are there so many people downstairs?” Lucas rubbed his temple dramatically. “Because the media discovered Gabriel Kane collapsed in public while holding a child that looks exactly like him.” My chest tightened painfully again.

He was coming for all of us. The mathematics of the beast was simple: one plus one equals annihilation. And my number — and Lena’s — had just been called.

Of all people. Urgh!

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What if you're broken-hearted? Would you do the thing that you haven't done in your whole life? Charmane Cordova. Unexpectedly meet, this most sought-after bachelor... Bradley Hernandez, A guy that she doesn't know yet, A guy that got her attention, and a guy she had spent her whole night with... And this will be their, JUST ONE NIGHT together. ___________ JUST ONE NIGHT (English Version) By: Mairisian ***** This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, some places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Here is the content of the chat. Zero: "Good morning, my future. Are you still able to hold your miss for me?" Zeva wanted to reply, "No, I can't afford it. I really miss you. Come on, please, hurry back here." However, Zeva's sense of prestige is very large to be able to type those sentences. In the end, Zeva just chose to read it, without replying. Zeva wants to know whether Zero will be grumpy and spam-chat her or not.