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Cole suddenly stands up from his chair sliding across the floor and gaining everyone’s undivided attention. “What you think that because I claimed you and you’re a virgin that it makes you special. That hole better be gold plated if you act like you are so much better than anyone else. Who I sleep with has nothing to do with you. Maybe if you weren’t such a prude, you would have already had a boyfriend and lost that oh so precious virginity of yours.” He sighs and continues. “I release my claim have at it boys.” “You have said claim two times in different conversations, what in the hell are you talking about?” I scream before he can walk away without telling me the truth for once.

Maybe to be a match maker again like last time. "What? How did that happen when I don't know about it? You should let me approve it first! What happened to the hierarchy approval?" Vanessa bump her fist on her table. Nia slowly opened the folder on the last page and show it to her. Actually, the woman is annoyed with her with no particular reason since she was accepted as an intern and only their HR head knows how she was hired. "I wouldn't dare not to let you approved it, Ms. Vanessa. You're my superior." Nia hold up close the folder to show her Vanessa's own signature beside her mother's.

She was attractive and her hair was fully dyed pink and purple; her makeup was less but intense. She wore a tight black full sleeve with a v–neck which was cut till her chest, showing her cleavage; a tide skirt with a small slit on its right and she paired the outfit with black boots that reached till her thigh. Her outfit hugged her curvy body perfectly, and I kinda felt envious that someone could have such a nice body. Was that normal? Or was I being a bad person. She smiled at me when I entered the room which I returned shyly. I was the worst with new people. I used to shy away so much, and I still did.

He was trying really hard to explain himself "Well thanks. That's actually my first time. Tell anyone and I'll maim you. "That can't be right. You're June Mikealson. Don't tell me you've never been in a relationship before." He looked so shocked. Was it really that bad to be a Virgin at 17 "Fine, then I won't tell you. And what do you mean I'm June Mikealson. Don't exaggerate the name. It's not a big deal. "Why? Is your family not as perfect as it seems?" "Well you shared yours, I guess it shouldn't hurt to share mine.

Isis interrupted and Lex stared at her perplexed. "Why not?" He questioned. "I wasn't really adamant about gaining anything, I forfeit the prize entirely to Tony." She enlightened. Lex and the entire room grew still. The boys couldn't believe what they were hearing, whereas, Lex felt that in rejecting his prize, Isis was indirectly rejecting him. "Ms. Davenport I am extending the prize, so it doesn't affect what I initially promised, you are not taking any of Tony's winnings and nor he yours." Lex attempted to persuade her.

“Aaaah.” “If you want to.” I shrugged casually despite already planning the entire thing in my head. “I only asked because I wanted to give you this.” The plane had already landed by then, so one of the hostesses approached and handed me my tablet. North watched curiously while I unlocked it and opened the documents waiting on screen. “This,” I said while handing it over, “is the deed to a private island purchased under your name.” Silence. North blinked once. Then twice. “What?”

“By the way, I ticked your name off the attendance already. Before you snap at me for doing that, I had a good enough reason.” “How good of a reason?” “Very,” he put his arms around Alex then pointed to a bus. “You see that classy looking bus over there? The people who get here early enough are the ones who get to ride in it. I didn’t know when exactly you’d get here so I ticked your name and saved us seats in it in advance. Smart, right?” “Now who’s the cheat?” “Ha!” Seb exclaimed, letting go of Alex. “You should be grateful I did that.”

He looked down at Tierra in his arms and saw the sweat glistening on her forehead. The door opened, revealing Doctor Osler. William Osler. The royal family's doctor. His green eyes widened at the scene before him. "What's going on?" He asked. "Doctor, I think she caught the plague. Help her, please." The prince begged. "Your highness, as a doctor for the royal family, I can't help any slaves." Osler said. "Dammit, William! Please. She-" Damien sighed. "She's special to me." He finally said.

What I saw made my breath catch. A check. $500,000. Payable to Isla Monroe. My heartbeat slammed against my ribcage. I glanced up at him, the paper shaking in my grip. “This can’t be real,” I whispered. “It’s very real,” he replied calmly. “It comes with a condition.” “What kind of condition?” I asked, already bracing for something horrible. “A marriage contract. Six months. You marry Mr. Blackwood legally and publicly. In return, the check is yours, and your mother’s surgery will be arranged immediately.”

“How can you say so? Have you already seen one?” “You still have a lot to learn, Migi.” He smiled a little widely, ruffling her hair. “They’re everywhere. I’d say you might even have encountered them already; only, you cannot perceive them as one. Camouflage as what you might say. They’re good at that. After all, they are a supernatural existence gifted with different abilities, which you might have—like everyone else around you.”