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Theodore went to an empty space and took out his bed. Soheila watched his actions. At first, she thought that Theodore would leave her room, but her thoughts are wrong. Moreover, he took out a bed which obviously is expensive. The bed is made of onyx. Onyx is an expensive gemstone in Svetlana, and he even treats the bed like a wooden one. "You can rest now." His red eyes glowed from the dark as he stared at Soheila. Those ruby eyes of his made him look so terrifying, yet, handsome.

“Nothing you say or do will make me give up. Like I said, you’re too important to me. The sooner you accept that, the happier we’ll both be.” The resolve in his tone and expression practically petted her wolf. Their food came then, and it seemed that Onyx’s interest in chatting was over. With any normal person, it might have been because he was ready to tuck into his meal. But Onyx wasn’t normal, and apparently what he really wanted was to up the level of sexual tension between them. If he wasn’t feeding her and then watching her chew as if riveted by the movement of her mouth, he was holding her hand and fiddling with it or nipping at her palm. In between all that, he would reach over and p

In the blink of an eye, they had already given Onyx more than two hundred million dollars. Onyx remained seated in the chair on the stage. His expression became one of calmness, which made the scar on his face look like it was smiling. He pointed at the stage. “Get up here. If you stand on higher ground, I can see you clearly.” He spoke in such a relaxed fashion, as if he was in control of their lives. “Thank you, Mr. Onyx!” Victor took the lead and shouted. When Montel saw hundreds of Glorious Security bodyguards in Neptune’s Cove, he became even more confident and gave Kiran a scornful look. “You want one billion from me? You’re going to work really hard to get it.”

ONYX'S POV; "Let's go to your room," Selah whines as she gets on top of me. "But we're fine here." I say, slightly pushing her off me. She gets off me in anger and glares at me. "Find where anyone can come in?" "I'm really not in the mood, Selah," Onyx said. He was shocked that he had actually said that. He had never not been in the mood with Selah and this was strange. He looked at her to see that she was already frowning and getting on her feet.

It looked huge and more like a fig tree but that was not the only shocking thing that occurred to Maya. "The Onyx. It's gone." Roderigo's hands trembled with this realization and she wondered why. "Onyx? What's an Onyx?" "It's something I worked years and eons digging up from the crust of the earth. A very valuable object that no living being on the surface of the earth has ever come across. It is as beautiful as paradise but I assure you, Maya, with this treasure, all our dreams will come true. And trust me, we may even survive this coming disaster."

Still nothing. Onyx growled. “It’s odorless.” A frown crept up on my face. “You sure?” “Positive,” he said with certainty. That wasn’t helping. Onyx could identify hundreds of scents. Poisons. Plants. Blood. Illness. Most things left traces. Whatever had been mixed into these drinks apparently didn’t. “There’s no smell,” Onyx muttered. “Wonderful.” My sarcasm wasn’t appreciated. I set the glass back onto the table and looked toward Kael. “Have the contents examined.”

Chris spun around as if he were looking for something or someone. “You can come out now,” he shouted, “I’m sure you all got a great fucking laugh from trying to fool the famously gullible Christopher Red.” James blew out a heavy breath before the sound of snapping and rearranging bones echoed through the dense forest. Where a man once stood was replaced by the magnificent beast that is Onyx. His deep, almost black fur shined under the rays of sunlight, showing off their lighter brown tips.

His hand was on my wrist instantly pulling it up, my hair blowing off my shoulder from the speed of his actions as he looked down at my perfectly intact hand. His eyes were pure black, I wasn't dealing with Nixon anymore as Onyx shoved me against the wall by my face, frantic as he pulled my hand up to inspect it himself and then pressed the back of it against his cheek once he was satisfied. He slid his hand up my forearm until it reached his mark; a light purr rattled through him as he blinked, bringing Nixon's never-ending light eyes back. They were so light it seemed impossible, like the palest form of citrine that you could see right through, and yet you'd never reach the bottom. “What

"What did you tell them?" Orion pulled back just enough to look me in the eye, his expression turning lethal. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, velvet box. He flipped it open to reveal a ring—not a diamond, but a black opal that looked like a trapped, swirling galaxy. "I told his lead security that I don't discuss my private acquisitions with trespassers," Orion said, his voice dropping to a gravelly low as he took my hand. He slid the ring onto my middle finger. It fit perfectly, the weight of it feeling like a promise.

He'd come to find his mate, there was no going back now. "I told you, Mom!" Onyx halted as she threw open the door to see the last person she expected to see standing in front of her door. "Ruel," Ruel froze as he caught a whiff of her scent; it was sweeter and played tricks on his senses. He instantly wanted to pounce on her, but Ruel was stronger than that. "If you're busy, I can come back another time," he went to go, but Onyx grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. He returned her gaze.