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“They both are my assistants for work matters. And you, you are my assistant for my psychological problems my baby Carol." “Hmm, since when did you have a supply of such sweet words, Mr. Malloy? You're starting to turn into a seductive guy, hmm?” asked Caroline gleefully as she pushed Zillion's face who was too close beside her. The man then chuckled softly at the reaction of Caroline, who always looked flushed whenever he threw a flirt on her. It feels really good and makes his heart feel like he is pounding for some reason. "Do you believe that I always flutter when I see your smile?"

And I wasn't getting any messages. ... After a long shower I was starving, so I ordered a pizza and was waiting for it to arrive. I needed to check today's emails, I couldn't leave work behind. I opened the notebook and found some pictures of Mauricio with his back to talking to a redheaded woman. I scrolled through the pictures and then I noticed that they were of Kate, and she was even more beautiful, I couldn't deny that. The photo that caught my attention the most was her sitting on his lap, as if she were in a nightclub with huge seats. He was kissing her as if they were a couple in love, he was feeling her breasts and that gave me a big squeeze in my chest, so was I right? He was reall

“Sold!” The hammer came down. It sounded like a death sentence. Malcolm leaned back in his chair, content, victorious, basking in the glow of absolute triumph. He had done it. He had stolen Vladislav Moroz's entire fortune. I stood frozen, heart cracking open. But then— A ripple swept through the hall. People turned. Heads shifted. The back doors swung open with a sharp echo.

JoJo's POV Ken and I peer into the burner phone, “What's with the burner?” “Activating Stage Two.” Mal: WE KNOW WHAT YOU DID THAT NIGHT Jeremy Vongov doesn't reply so Mallory shoots him another text. Mal: WE HAVE PROOF Still no reply, Ken takes the phone from Mallory, “Let me, I'll rile him up a little.” Ken: This video will go viral if you don't do what is required of you (sent video clip)

It's something else. My wolf howls in my head, already on his knees. She pushes past me, furious, and storms back inside without a second glance. I dont follow, I just stare after her, stunned and speechless for the first time in years. Taylor's P.O.V Back inside the club, the lights felt too bright, the bass too loud, a bit louder than how I remembered it a few minutes ago like my hearing and vision are heightened somehow. My pulse still hadn't calmed when I spot Malia and Stacey across the room, flushed and flustered seated beside two guys I don't recognize.

******** Allison’s POV: I was up at around 8 pm after having a long peaceful nap. It felt like a tiring day after everything that happened on the way back to the house. I didn’t know why but my heart doubted Neil for what happened. However, when the car was shot, he was as much surprised as all of us. Was he faking it all then? I wondered while lying straight on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. What kind of guy is Jacob getting me married to? How can he think of Neil as a suitable match for me? And how the hell can he continue with our engagement after everything that has been happening between us since a few days. This is unbelievable. Is he trying to ignore it? Or is he not even realizi

There was a buzzing sound in my mind. I spoke without even realizing it. "W-What did you just say?" I asked. "I drove in to pick up my son, but I hit the gas instead of the brake and ran over a little boy. His face was covered in blood. He was wearing that blue hoodie just like the one your son always wears–" I was about to explain when Esther Lawson cut me off. "Eve Spencer, just get over here now! I swear I didn't mean to do it!"

she said. “Felt what.” “Whatever just crossed your face. That wasn’t flattery. That was something else.” I picked up the phone. Opened I*******m. His profile photo was exactly what you’d expect — gym lighting, jawline, effortless masculinity that cost hours. “Sloane,” Riley said. “What are you thinking?” I looked at the notification again. The fire emoji. The perfectly timed intrusion. “I’m thinking,” I said slowly, “that Chase told me Marcus got his dick sucked in a glory hole at a Dalton party.”

Danielle sat up beside him now. Nelson pressed play. The first video showed Nadia’s car speeding wildly down the highway. Gunshots echoed loudly. Danielle’s eyes widened slightly. The second clip showed the car losing control. Skidding violently. Then smashing directly into the trailer. Nelson burst into laughter. “Oh, that stupid bitch.” Danielle stared intensely at the screen. Then the final video played. The car flipping down the cliff. Fire exploding everywhere. The vehicle bursting into flames. Silence. Then Nelson grinned viciously.

I wasn’t expecting to end up holding the flogger. It started as a passing conversation by the bar—Marco leaning against the counter, his usual easy grin in place, a glass of something amber in his hand. I’d just settled beside him, still a little on edge after Andre’s warning about the new voyeur. “You’ve been on quite a ride since you got here, Monroe,” he said, clinking his glass lightly against mine. “Blindfolds, flogging, sensory deprivation… and always from the bottom.”