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Thinking of this, Catherine whispered to Emily: "Don’t just pair people off like that. Not to mention that I’m pregnant right now, but the fact that I’ve just gone through a divorce makes me unworthy of your cousin, who’s still single. Don’t push him into a pit of fire." Emily immediately widened her eyes in protest: "What fire pit? Are you a fire pit? You’re beautiful, talented, and kind-hearted. Whoever marries you will be blessed by generations of their ancestors. And what does it matter if you’ve been divorced and have a child? You’re still a precious gem deserving of love and care."

They had left no detail untouched. Fresh flowers adorned every surface, and soft classical music wafted through discreet speakers, adding a gentle serenade to the ambiance. As I stood in the midst of this extravagant space, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of gratitude and awe. This room was more than a bedroom; it was a testament to the privilege and abundance that now surrounded me.

Her manager had secretly shared Jane's schedule of the day with some anti-fans and Leslie sat ready to watch a good show. Pamela drove to the private residence of Jane and her husband, she had been permitted to enter by Damon. Pamela had prepared a dress for her to wear but as she drove and got closer, she realized she was already well dressed, and not only was she dressed in a white bareback dress, which covered her body loosely. She looked absolutely stunning. Damon walked over and kissed her on the lips. Pamela was happy she had a man who cared for her, he knew just how to treat her like the Queen she was.

I should be grateful for this moment. Servants start serving the champagne in the Champagne flutes in front of each seat. "You look good, babe," Penny, eying my dress. "You don't look bad yourself," I respond, complimenting her red evening dress. "It is all courtesy of the alpha. He has managed to get us all this attire and has been treating us like the closest of the family since we came here," she replies. Of course, he did. He is my omnipotent mate who never fails to please.

Pari thanked Anna for her sweet gesture. "Daughters don't say thank you my dear. They just hug it out. Now come and give me a hug " Anna happily hugged her like a lovely mom. Pari felt the same warmth as if she was in her mother's embrace. That's the beauty of a mother's touch, it instantly makes you feel at home. "Excuse me ladies. You have a man standing here. Please consider me too" Pari's jealous man was whining now.

Amara's POV The past week had been the best. Damien had been so sweet, so open, I could feel myself being prioritized. He said he was going to create a safe space for me, but he was the safe space. The only time he wasn't as gentle with me was when he was pounding me in bed. I had easily become addicted.

Liamee says as she presses a couple buttons. After a few beeps, a compartment opens, and she pulls out some folded clothes. "These will be much more comfortable for you to sleep in," Liamee says as she comes to deposit the red pajamas on my crinkled bed. "Thank you," I reply, still feeling embarrassed, and she nods.

the waiter asked. "The food is excellent," Theodore responded, giving Pamela's hand a reassuring squeeze. "But I find my companion's beauty incredibly distracting. So, we'll just take the bill, please." Pamela noticed the knowing look exchanged between Theodore and the waiter, and for a fleeting moment, she felt a pang of betrayal. She was no longer the confident woman who had been a regular patron of this establishment for years. Instead, she felt like someone entirely different—someone dining with a man who seemed far beyond her social and emotional reach.

IVORY'S POV Amelia led me into her room. I was still staring, my mouth agape. She pinched me, "You're not dreaming.", she giggled. Her pinch hurt, she pinched me where I was physically abused by my own step father. But she didn't know that. It must've been nice to be oblivious to the dangers of the world. She opened the door to her room and gestured me to get in. I sluggishly walk towards it, I knew she invited people over, she told me, she wanted me to make more friends. I needed people with wealth in my life so our interests coincided.

The bespoke thick cotton floral lace delicately embellishes the bodice to shape my torso and frame the illusion of a corset-style back featuring covered buttons for a glamorous, modern touch, drawing the eye down to the breathtaking, cascading train with just the right amount of dreamy lace detailing the back. After my shower, I saw a bunch of red roses and a card almost as big as the roses. To Isbabella, May you have a wonderful birthday. May all you dreams come true. Your Friend Pedro I hold the card to my heart, he was such a sweetheart. Always there when I needed him. From what I can remember, he would take me flying and then we would go for ice-cream. “Are you ready?” It was Klara walki