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The press of a gun barrel kissed the back of my neck. My triumph shattered instantly. Shit.

Scale, check. I frowned at the scale, that had been the result of reading 50 shades and the pool scene, but now I wasn't feeling sure about it. I blew a heavy breath hoping I don't have to use it. Who was I kidding? I was definitely not using it. Finally, condoms, check.

Cyrus POV Cyrus Fox Datu had spent twelve years learning to read bodies in crisis. He could translate tachycardia into narrative, could trace the story of a life in the constellation of scars across a stranger's skin. But sitting across from Arthur Sullivan in a restaurant that charged too much for coffee, he found himself illiterate.

She looked down at me from above, all the tenderness in her eyes completely drained away. "And now you're giving me attitude over a ring?" I lifted my head to look at her, my eyes red-rimmed. "Emma, is it really so hard to love just one person?" She furrowed her brows irritably. "What did I do? Is cheating against the law? Which law says cheating is illegal? Vince, stop being so dramatic, alright?" The word "dramatic" hit me across the face like a slap. I couldn't stop my whole body from trembling.

Grim strode in, his presence filling the room like thunderclouds, Ghost close behind. “What’s happening?” Grim demanded, eyes sharp on the machines. “She’s spiking,” the nurse explained quickly. “Could be a sign she’s battling the trauma. But it’s dangerous — the body can only sustain this kind of stress for so long before the heart gives out.” Rhett’s chest seized. “Don’t say that. Don’t you fucking say that.” Grim’s hand clamped on his shoulder, iron-strong. “Steady, son.” But Rhett shook him off, stepping closer to the bed. He dropped back into the chair, grabbing Emily’s hand with both of his, his voice trembling but fierce.

" The moment I finished speaking, the entire lobby fell deathly silent. The customers exchanged uneasy looks, but nobody said a word. But that was to be expected. Anyone normal—anyone who had ever deposited a check before—would immediately understand just how absurd those excuses for rejection were and how outrageous the excessive documentation demands had become. With all this evidence, it was painfully obvious who was in the right and who was in the wrong. Brandon, who had taken my credentials and driver's license and was examining them, shot Judith a furious glare. Her face turned deathly pale, and she couldn't muster a single word in explanation.

she added without waiting for a reply. "Aunty hand bag , go and read your books. I wonder how you will pass your exams"Her mother bawled. They talked for what seems like forever before Hussain entered his mother's room. He greeted her happily. "Hussain, why didn't you tell your wife about the journey" his mother scolded him.

Vale did not invite Elias to sit. “You are operating at the limit of your current capacity,” Vale said. “Yes.” “The system is aware.” “Yes.” “You are being stressed deliberately.” Elias met his gaze. “I know.” Vale regarded him for a long moment. “Do you know why?” Elias hesitated. “To test endurance,” he said. Vale shook his head once. “No,” he said. “To identify fracture points.” The words settled heavily. “Everyone has them,” Vale continued. “Some fracture under pressure. Others fracture because they refuse to.”

They had both interned at our rival company before, so I forwarded that information along to Aaron. That information also included a bank slip detailing a 300,000-dollar deposit in Rachel's bank account by the same rival company. Even if Aaron was a fool, he had to have made the connections by now. As soon as I was done dealing with everything, I quickly caught the plane back home. However, I was still too late. Mom passed away from her heart attack. She didn't even manage to hold out until the surgery. When I saw Mom's body in the morgue, I felt my entire body go numb. An overwhelming surge of hatred followed shortly after.