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Thalia's eyes widened when he ran a finger down her chest and stopped right above her pelvic area "Have you forgotten I own you?" Owner her? How? Was she his property or something like that? Surely Natalia wasn't sleeping with Dominic too. Was she? Three men at the same time? Was she insane? "No. I haven't forgotten" "Good." Dropping his hand, he stepped back. "You'd better remember that the next time you open that mouth. My men will stay where they are until you find out where Orlando is. Understood"

Adrian followed a tributary upstream, intrigued by its course. Even he was affected by this tributary. At its end stood a man, who seemed to be at the very edge of this world’s existence. When Adrian saw the man, the entire line of fate seemed to be disrupted. The man sensed something was amiss, and with a brief exclamation, he vanished from sight. Adrian was deeply perplexed. Could this man be the world master? Why did he differ from the descriptions given by Eloise and the immortal world? As someone at the pinnacle of existence, there was no reason for him to conceal himself.

Elijah asked and Isabella think of it. "I don't know, Elijah. But you know... I really have a strong feelings that the mastermind really has a purpose of destroying my family." ~ Nerissa's hurriedly walked towards the condo of Nicholas. She can't find him at the company so she decided to just look for him there instead. "Oh, come on! Opened this damn door, Nicholas," she whispered as she clicked the doorbell. "Nerissa..." It's a plain tone of voice that welcome her when the door of the condo finally opened revealing Nicholas. Nerissa didn't even wait for Nicholas to invite her in, instead she walked inside. Nicholas massage his nape then face Nerissa who looked so furious again.

He relied on his inner beast and those who bullied him bowed before him. “Master,” Capo huffed. “Vasco,” “Master, you were right about Aslan and Margarita. I hope she will bring peace between me and Aslan.” A smirk tucked over Master’s face whole, Capo being an old father embellishing the dreams of being with his only son. “Did you meet Decker Costello?” Master swallowed the lump of anger. “I am going to call them tomorrow for dinner, and I would be honored if you could join us,” Master has unique plans going on in his mind. His presence will ruin all his future deliverables.

"Yes, me too. Where is the handsome one? Why is he not visible now? " "He's gone, I don't know where. But I think there is something important, he went with some of his men. Master, what's the matter here? I believe it is important. " Master lowered his head then looked at Aje, "Give me your necklace!" Suddenly Aje was surprised, "For what?" "The big fish must be released into a bigger pond," said the master as he watched the rebel men watching them from a distance. The master signals its intent by diverting the conversation.

After Mr. Hastings presented the ring to the mysterious figures, a heavy silence enveloped the chamber. Finally after a brief pause, the figure seated in the middle, on a throne-like chair,rose to his feet. The figure's face was concealed by the darkness and cloak. With piercing intensity, he scrutinized the ring in Mr. Hastings' hands. It was evident, judging by his authoritative aura, that the figure was the head of the council, known as the Supreme Master. As the Supreme Master took his gaze away from the ring, he turned his attention towards the entrance, where two cloaked figures stood guard. And then with a silent command, the Supreme Master signaled to the guards.

However, the magnificent building still amazed everyone. The master of the Thousands Spirits Island, Grandmaster Cecil, was an individual cultivator not bound by any sect. Hence, the building of the mansion depended on his mood. Some individual cultivators did not care much about that kind of thing, so they might find a cave under the sea, cover it with a simple formation, and that was it.

They just couldn't find something which would bring him from his highly revered position. He didn't have a wife, not a girlfriend. Traces of his origin couldn't be found, no matter how they tried. How could they deal with someone like that? =================== In a dimly lit room, Master sat calmly on his king-sized bed. He had just returned from his bar, after an intense sex with those ladies. The pitter patter sounds from the raindrops against his window distracted him for a minute. He got up, and walked over to the window. It was raining.

“The priest in the church allowed the young master to stay there, and after the priest took care of him, the young master miraculously lived past one year. Therefore, the late Mr. Winters and Mrs. Winters left the priest to take care of the young master and raise him up. Besides, they also followed the priest’s instructions to hide the young master’s existence. Aside from the late Mr. Winters, Mrs. Winters, and me, no one else knows that there was another young master in the Winters family.” Adina suppressed her shock. When Mr. Brown paused, she continued to ask, “Then? What happened after that?” “In short, the young master has never returned to the Winters family all these years, but he has

I slowly turned around to face my nightmare with fairytale-like beauty. Master was looking at me more like killing me with his eyes. His eyes held possessiveness and anger. It was not jealousy instead it was a rage. A rage of seeing someone else touching his possession. His dagger-like gaze turned to that man who seemed to unaffected by his murderous glare. “Stay away from my woman Sinister.” I froze in my place hearing his name. Sinister. Sinister Valentino. Master’s brother. Something flashes in his eyes when he heard Master’s words turning his mesmerizing gaze towards me making eye contact.