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I said, remembering how much I contemplated before taking the amount from my account thinking to put it back when I could earn my own like this man is saying. “Which is a stupid thing to trust me like that.” He pointed out making me sigh. “As you can see I am very bad at this. So, now can I have the money back to repay the friend?” I asked him, placing the brush away. “Are you giving up so easily, Ms.Amrin? And don’t forget that with that money, you got a partnership for owning this studio and even lessons from me. After I know that you will do good, you can go on your own, but now you need my connections.” He replied before taking the brush and placed it in my hand.

I pointed out. “That makes sense why he has it but…that would be all the way from Japan!” Raphael voiced. “Japan?”. I aske every confused at this point as much as I wanted to know more I just couldn't comprehend how extensive all of these was. “Yes that ink is only made in Japan, in one specific region of Japan!” Raphael explained … I t stared to make Sen why the word unpopular and I k was coming to mind a lot… It is an unpopular ink. There's no ways our sunder if fork Japan from but anything could be possible at this point seeing that there an ink that can fade in a hours or a day…

When I finally reached for it, not for a second did I pretend it wasn’t curiosity. CANDIDATES (DRAFT), the heading said. Underneath: publicists, minor royals in exile, philanthropists who looked magnificent next to money. I turned pages until the list blurred into sameness. Good bone structure; neutral pasts. People who would make the right kind of noise and none of the wrong kind. At the bottom, a paperclip held a single sheet. Not on letterhead. Not typed. A name written by hand. No photograph. No summary. Just: Lyra Quinn.

I could feel the magic in the air, a ripple of power surging through me as the bond solidified. As soon as the last word left my lips, the grand hall erupted into applause. The sound was thunderous, a roar of approval and celebration that filled the space and reverberated through my chest. I glanced around, seeing smiles, nods of approval, and cheers from the crowd. The warriors, the pack members, and even the visiting Alphas—everyone was on their feet, acknowledging my place as their Royal Beta.

"Kit, someone's here to see you." I pushed open the door and found two men in suits waiting inside. One of them handed me a business card that read: Dylan Reid, Legal Director, Eveningstar Technologies "Mr. Pearson, we're here on behalf of the company to discuss the patent licensing issue." The other man opened his briefcase and pulled out a document. "The company is willing to sign a new licensing agreement. Annual royalties of $1.2 million, retroactive for the past three years, with a lump-sum payment of $3.6 million."

Thrilling, addictive, it made me want to push harder. I was still reeling when Alexander looked up. His eyes were dark and stormy, like he could see through me. "Do you have the dynamic ink wash copyrights?" The shift caught me off guard. I froze, then pulled up a scanned authorization. "RISD team's handling it. They're cutting us a 2%discount off market rate." Alexander's lips twitched, amused. "Timeline?" "Twenty days,"I said. I met his gaze. A faint, teasing smile played on my lips.

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I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.

“But I'm not sure how this all relates.” “It means, my dear child, that your father is of royal blood,” Carlo explained, his eyes lighting up. “With his lineage, not only is he royal blood, but he can be knighted for his ancestor's battle bravery. If your father becomes a Knight of Orsino, and you are his next of kin, then you are no longer considered common blood. Far from it.” Sabrina's knees went weak and she held onto Marco for support. “You mean...” she whispered.

one of the elders responded. “He is my son and he will do the needful. It’s scornful for a royal blood to marry a servant. Royalty marries only royalty. That has been our tradition for ages now. Moreover she’s not even here in the meeting which proves she’s incompetent for the prince.” The elders nodded as they discussed among themselves. The King smugly smiled as he stared ahead. Once the discussion was over they glanced at the Prince. “Prince, are you ready to annul this marriage?”