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Lexio sighed for a moment, starting to act casual. Indeed, trying to attack in a state that did not reveal a monstrous personality was difficult. "Scared, huh?" Alvaro shook his head. "Just surprised." "I'm Xio, who are you?" Lexio deliberately erased two letters from his name. "Wanna be friends?"

WORLD TRANSLATION < >Assolutamente assurdità < >Absolutely Nonsense < >miei amici < > My friend < >qualunque cosa sia < >whatever it is

I stared at Alex suspiciously. “MyAlex... how many languages do you speak?” “Ten.” I stopped walking immediately. "What?!".... He looked amused by my reaction as we stepped into the elevator. “You speak ten languages and I’m here struggling with Spanish?” I complained dramatically. “If I could speak ten languages, I’d probably be a billionaire by now.” He laughed softly. “How exactly would speaking languages make you a billionaire?” “Easy,” I replied proudly. “I’d work for different international companies online.”

I have nothing to give to Zach and the others. "Guys let's start to count!" Ycson started. "10" "I love you." zach whispered. "9" "Te amo." "8" "Mahal kita." "7" " Saranghaeyo." "6" "ik houd van je." "5" "Je vous aime." "4" "ich liebe dich." "3" "aku mencintaimu." "2" "Aishiteiru" "1" "I love you."

I ask with a smile. "There's no clear rule on the identities being a certain language. It just happens that Latin is used often. But other languages, English, Italian, and Arabic. There are also languages, like Bengali, Malayalam, and Hindi from India, and Cantonese and Hakka from China, are sometimes used too," answers Machiv, "Keito's is in English too." "Really?" I ask, and Keito nods silently, "What's yours?" "Safe Stun," says Keito, "A very mild name, I suppose."

Her eyes widened in surprise as she brought out the note. “Dan-” Her brows furrowed as she tried reading what I wrote there. “Seriously Malcolm, French?” She frowned. French was one language she found hard and I found easy. I was a Pro in the language. In fact, I was a pro in languages. I spoke eight different languages. Spanish, Arabic, German, Portuguese, Italian, Russian, Chinese and French. “What does it mean?” she asked. “Look beneath it.” I said slowly. “Red Roses for my Red-haired princess. Awwn.” She fawned, her cheeks rosy, she just couldn't stop admiring her flowers.

I said and they all looked a bit shocked "Lei è brava. Non rovinare tutto questa volta. Farà una bella Rodriguez," Javier said (Translation-"She's a good one. Don't fuck it up this time. She'll make a fine Rodriguez,) Alex just smiled and wrapped his arm around me. "So Olivia how many languages do you know?" Hunter asked "Russia, German, Italian, Portuguese, Spanish, Arabic, Bulgarian, Polish, Danish, English, and Afrikaans," I said "Damn that's a lot," Max said

Gayle, who had been leaning into my side, snaked her arms around my waist from behind, resting her chin on my shoulder. “Oh, this is going to be good,” she purred, her fingers occasionally brushing against the hard planes of my abs through my shirt. A smile spread across my face. This was easy, comfortable territory. This was me. “Oh, that’s fun!” I leaned forward slightly, warming to the topic. “Let’s see. In Japanese, it’s ‘Aishiteru’ (愛してる).” I pronounced it carefully, with a slight bow of my head. “In Mandarin, ‘Wǒ ài nǐ’ (我爱你).” I articulated the tones distinctly. “French, ‘Je t’aime.’ Spanish, ‘Te amo.’ German, ‘Ich liebe dich.’ Italian, ‘Ti amo.’ Korean, ‘Saranghae.’ Portuguese, ‘Eu t