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Erwin spoke up seriously. "She'll be a distraction but in disguise, she'll wear a mask to hide her identity, she'll distract them while we carry out the mission." Seth said as they all looked at me. "What exactly am I doing? " I asked. "There is this underground club where mob bosses meets to deal with business, one of them is Sheldon Mansoz he owes us and he's throwing his eldest son his 27th birthday, he has a safe where he keeps his money and we are more than willing to take what is rightfully ours.." Seth explains.

other unknowns including myself hold only one power. since you were special so was your fate and destiny. You are the only being that hold the power to go cannon."

How could he not feel astonished? He fell silent for a moment before saying, “To my knowledge, the five strongest powerhouses in the world are Regicide Heofon’s Osiris, Sicut In Caelo’s Caelum, Nirvana Blest’s Bloodgod, one from Zeus Palace, and also Shiloh Shaw from the common world. As for who it is that abducted your wife, it’s hard to say.” Zayn’s eyes lit up upon hearing that and said, “There’s a super powerhouse in our world as well?

I retorted. "No. Her source of power is now void, and that means she is powerless, at least for now. She had a certain warrior, named Ubuntu; he was Cassandra's war machine who possessed infinite dark powers, but Ubuntu and his shady warriors, have all been disenfranchised by a more powerful being…" I listened intently as Rema relayed the events that had just transpired in Cassandra's chambers. I could barely contain my glee when I heard that Cassandra's warriors were now powerless.

A super rich businessman and a super secretary/wife. We are the POWER COUPLE.

MEANWHILE LAWRENCE'S HEADQUARTERS Jordan's dark pair of ocean eyes were strictly focused on some documents as he worked busily being isolated in his office. His chocolate brown pigmented hair were messy but it charmed him more while his professional attire screamed extreme richness. Jordan Lawrence was no easy man after all. His every second was money making him intimidatingly the most powerful man in the world business. He was the best known tycoon in the entire continent. Also be called as the godfather of the entertainment industry who had his every possible reach over the numbers of platforms in multimedia resources.

The man begs to her but she doesn't pay any heed to his any words and ask him to go after giving him his money One employee says to his colleagues "He really thought he had bought Zoya Siddiqui just because he was paying a small amount of money." To which his colleague replies sarcastically "Naive!" On the other side Zoya gets down from her black Bentley and enters into the a building named 'White Rose Kindergarten and Day Care'

"If you continue to remain silent, if you persist in holding back, I have no choice but to consider you a rival for power." I breathed a sigh of relief as he turned and returned to his desk. I watched as he sat down, crossing his arms over his chest, and continued, "No one knows who you truly are, but we both know the immense power within you. Although, I can't quite tell what. If you don't want to be a part of my life then fine, I'll present you with a challenge." I gasped, and he smirked. But instead of something ominous, he retrieved a phone from his drawer. I stammered, "A challenge?"

Then, he adjusted his position slightly downward until he could reach my entrance. From there, he proceeded to penetrate me from behind with increasing intensity and depth, each thrust igniting waves of pleasure that surged through my body. He might be my Powerless Adam, but in this moment, he possessed a unique power. He f*cked me harder and deeper than ever before—in the most delicious way possible. Every thrust was filled with an intensity that ignited every nerve ending, pushing us both towards an unforgettable climax.

He had taken an urgent team-building order from a large company that afternoon, earning over 100 dollars just from the delivery fees and tips. Watching him drive away on his motorcycle, I smiled involuntarily. My "powerful words" used to be a knife hanging over others' heads, a jinx that only brought disaster, but after leaving that dark place full of suspicion and malice, the power had transformed into a blessing that could bring good fortune. The wind chimes jingled, and a beautiful woman in plain clothes walked in. She was the young police officer who, despite the Shaw family's pressure, had insisted on collecting evidence to uncover the truth in the emergency room corridor.