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It's impossible to miss his hotness factor. There's no doubt about it, Vincent Valiant is one of the hottest rich men in America. He may be a Warren Buffett in investing and Bill Gates in technology, but he is a Robert Downey Jr. in looks. Some girls have all the luck. As with most beautiful people, word on the street is he's a major dick. Ruthless in business, little is known about his personal life because it's said he doesn't have one. But can you blame the man? It takes a lot of work to build a corporation as large as his in only ten years. You don't become a billionaire at age thirty-two by playing nice and cutting checks.

the professor said before finally leaving the room. As Mr. Adams stood next to me, I couldn't help but be taken aback by his sudden action of pulling down his hoodie. It revealed a face that was practically carved by the gods themselves, leaving me completely stunned. His features were strong and chiseled, with piercing brown eyes that seemed to hold a mysterious spark. It was as if he had stepped out of a Max Steel movie, resembling the actor Ben Winchell, who played the heroic protagonist.

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I huffed pushing the door open “ Creed doesn’t think cream cheese on a bagel tastes good. He’s literally not human.” Ryan griped “ Is that really what you two are arguing about?” Walking over to the coffee mug that sat on my desk I can tell it is hot which means the cook just brought it in not too long ago. Taking a sip, I take in the hotness that runs down my throat as peace in this messed up word. Anyone who says coffee has no effect on you mentally are people who have never drank and enjoyed coffee before.

Carminati made the call to let Jordan know Aaron was waiting. A few minutes later, the office door opened, and Janette greeted him with a smile. “Aaron!” she said, as if she hadn’t seen him in years. He honestly had no idea how old she was, but she appeared to be in her mid-fifties. Still fit and capable of decapitating a Vampire by any means necessary, though she’d always been known for her axe-wielding ability, the Hunter Leader was one of the most kind, considerate people he’d ever worked with.

She walked me through rooms with polished floors and crystal chandeliers, down a hallway that smelled like furniture polish and old money, through double doors into— "Jesus." A full surgical suite. Stainless steel, LED lights, equipment that belonged in a hospital. "Frank doesn't do hospitals." Dr. Rosabella adjusted the surgical lights. "Bad for business." "What business?" She stared at me like I'd asked what color the sky was. "You really don't know who he is?" "Should I?" "Frank Costello. Head of the Costello crime family." She paused. "The mafia, Jane. You just operated on a mob boss's brother."

I asked, quieter now. “I’m dying,” he continued in the simplest way I had ever seen someone talk about death. Even Robert Downey Jr didn't pull up such a tone in his numerous sacrifices. This was more like he had already made peace with the thought. My stomach dropped as the words settled heavily in the room, wrapping around everything. I swallowed slightly as my throat suddenly felt dry. “The doctors…” he continued with his voice dragging slightly now, “they’ve done what they can.” He let out a faint, almost humorless breath. “The surgery didn’t change anything. It never would have..”

He wastched us both suspicously, then said, "Vince, I see you met my daughter." His name is Vince? "I'm Sofia. It was a pleasure to meet you." I indroduce myself to 'Vince'. "Vincenzo Moretti." He said in a deep voice. He had an accent. "Vincenzo is the Italian Don." My papa said to me. That explained his sexy accent. Did I just call his accent sexy? "Why are you having a meeting with the Italian Don?" I ask, confused. "I'll explain later, now come, your mama made breakfast." He answered.

He plays the footage from the camera flash he got from the lab. We carefully watch everything in the video. Alpha Tate’s wolf wasn’t comfortable seeing it again, he’s growling and radiating anger energy from his body, but we had to watch it. It’s the only way to know who these scientists are. “There.” He points at the screen. Oliver pauses the video, taking it back a little and stops at the face of one of the doctors. “Isn’t that Justin’s father?” Oliver asks, staring at the screen intensely. He does look exactly like Justin though.

He thought for a second and replied “She must be smart of course. She must also be kind-hearted and friendly with everyone.” “These are general qualities Mr.Stone. Say some different and specific ones.” He looked directly at the camera and said, “She must be so stubborn to not be able to please her even by me.” Immediately Rani cleared her throat from beside me. “That is totally different. Anything else?” the reporter asked. He nodded and replied “She makes the finest coffee. I mean she must make the finest coffee.” This time I heard all my friends along with Maam clearing their throats. I didn’t even turn to look at them because the shock was written all over my face.