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Feeling as though he had accidentally unlocked a high-stakes piece of pack leverage, Richie bared his fangs in a sharp grin. “The fates are tracking your scent, Chika Whitmore,” Richie whispered to the empty, shadowed walls of his bunker. “Let’s see what happens when the old guard lays eyes on you.” Far across the black waters, Cody Tucker stood on the deck of an armored cargo vessel, watching the red sun bleed over the horizon. He had initially intended to ignore his nephew’s trivial underworld findings, knowing Richie possessed the musical ear of a deaf beta. His patience for the boy’s constant territory updates was always paper-thin. Yet, the moment the secure file had opened to reveal a

“Does your ex boyfriend know you're out here sending suggestive pictures to your boss at 11pm on a weekend?” “What? No! I…” "And yet," he took a slow step closer, forcing her back against the wall, " You did, moments after I detained you for hours. It looks rather intentional, Scarlett." His use of her full name sent a shudder through her. “I’m telling the truth,” she whispered. “And I am telling you,” he countered, “I don’t believe you.” Her nails bit into her palms. “Why would I send you something like that? Why would I risk my job?”

I glanced at him with a frown, which he ignored, smiling at the man as he stood to his feet. "I hope he does it because he doesn't seem like one who is willing to let go of that girl, and it is really dangerous seeing that he is the vampire prince and future king of the vampires. I thought he should know by now how dangerous it is to have such feelings for werewolves." The shaman sighed, shaking his head as he stared at me with disappointment in his eyes. He seemed to know just everything, and it's irking the shit out of me. How did Jake know about this man here? Can he read my mind too? Fuck it!

“I don’t mind talking about it. It happens over there.” I knew his nonchalance was likely his way of protecting himself from the memories. I didn’t blame him a bit for wanting to forget those parts of his life. “And when he came crawling back home, literally, he discovered he was mega-rich, and we got this harebrained idea to go into business together,” Richie said. “He couldn’t do this without me. I’m the brains, and he’s the money in this duo.” We all laughed. Trent seemed very at ease with his pal. “Keep telling yourself that. Ladies, I don’t know about you, but when I eat pizza, I need cold beer. Anybody want a beer?” He pushed the half-drunk glass of wine away.

“You always asked me to edge. Should I edge for you tonight? Get myself right to the brink while you watch?” I nodded quickly. “Yes, I love when you get desperate.” Richie let out a rough breath. “You are going to kill me, baby. In the best way.” He worked himself faster for a few strokes, then slowed again, teasing the head just how I liked. His breathing grew heavier. “I have thought about this. Wondering what the girl behind the username looked like when she came. Now I get to find out. But not yet. Tell me another request. What do you want to see me do with my other hand?”

Harley and Vivian handed over the briefcase, and Ricardo opened it carefully, his eyes widening as he saw the stacks of cash inside, "Excellent work," said Ricardo, a glint of admiration in his eyes. "I knew I could count on you two, even in the most challenging of circumstances. You'll be hearing from me again soon" Ricardo said, Harley and Vivian nodded in acknowledgment before making their way outside, once they were far enough from the mansion, they breathed a sigh of relief, The danger of working with mafia kingpins was never lost on them, but the rewards were always worth the risks,

"It would be awfully risky to kidnap his wife. There are so many things that could go wrong. But if we want to make Rick to accede to my wishes, it might be the only way. Roy, do you have a plan in mind to carry this out? There can be no surprises along the way. This would be a criminal offence if we are seen to be behind such an act." Roy brightened at his mother's apparent approval of his suggestion. He replied. "I will contact a few underworld bosses that I have heard of in Fing City and here in Tang and see what it would take to achieve our goals. And to see what the cost would be. I am sure that if we handle this right, there should be no problems. If this works, we may be able to strip

Madame Richie just got lucky. She inhaled, and smoke whispered from her lips with the words. “That is the deal. Take it or leave it.” I wanted closure fromthis visit. I wanted to leave without her laughter over my head. “I suggest you take it,” she said. “I do think I see great things in your future.” Madame Richie was dangling a carrot on a string. Or rather, a piece of dog poop. But I guessed I was in such an awkward place in my life, I was interested to hear what generic foretelling she would come up with.

If they were all in the sitting room, he would be walking up and down at the back of the sofa; it brought a smile to her face; they would need new carpets after the trench he would have walked into it. Richie would be sitting perfectly still, almost statue-like. He was the complete opposite of Jasper, and he certainly had more of a business head on that was for sure. Very controlled was Richie. Not madly creative like Jasper. She wondered if Richie had thought about telling Kylie about Richella. Maybe that was all under wraps for the moment, though she was sure that eventually, it was all going to come out. She hoped Kylie understood.