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he asked, helping him stand. “Not really,” Saint replied, his voice weary. “Do you have any clue why she’d want to kill you?” Chris inquired. I was curious about that too. “I don’t even know her. She just walked in and asked if I was a saint. I said yes, and then she attacked me,” Saint recounted. “We’ll discuss this tomorrow. Go with Jackson. He’ll take care of your arm at his place,” Chris said, glancing at me. I responded with a neutral expression.

"I can imagine that in this day and age, you're not too familiar with our customs and traditions; probably not even with mates, am I correct?" I nodded. "Here are some books I think you could benefit from," Xavier said, pulling three from the shelf. "If you have any questions let me know, I'll go get you some tea while you read." I thanked him as he handed the stack of books to me. I found a sofa in the next room over and began to look through the several-hundred page books I'd been given. One was entirely dedicated to mates. I opened that one first.

“I will not allow the Saint or Elexis to make out in my office. You have your own home for that shit.” A low growl rumbles from Saint’s chest at the interruption. He takes a step back to move away from Pan, but stumbles on the corner of the leg of a chair. It makes him stumble over his shoe and open his eyes wide as his ankle turns under. He falters, but can’t catch his balance and falls back.

That’s not my problem anyway. I set the drinks down first, then the burgers. Brina’s eyes go straight to hers. She reaches for the straw, takes a slow sip and immediately pulls back, frowning. “There is something in this.” Here we go. I pause, then, “What?” She tilts the glass slightly, peering into it with a disgusted look. Then she looks up at me, her expression tight. “Is that a hair?” Nick leans over. “No way.” Sophie makes a face. “Ew. I’m not even going to look because I don’t want to lose my appetite.”

I can't even see the light of day because Mommy's men that she sent here to look for me are already there. Saint went out to buy the books I told him, I mean...I can't just sit here the whole time doing nothing. So maybe in the next 2 months, I will just read books. I haven't read a book in a long time, because of what happened. I looked at the vault door when it suddenly opened. I saw Saint with his forehead full of sweat and carrying big paper bags and I'm sure they were heavy. "You got it all?" I asked Saint. He nodded to me and laid two large paper bags in front of me.

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"I promise you... I'll avenge your death. I'll avenge your unfinished task. I will bring hell towards those people who plotted against you..." Saint finally came inside the main party hall of the resort. He saw few influential people inside the venue. They were holding wine glasses while faking their laughter towards other people. He heard a lot of show-offs that completely made him laugh a little. "Filthy dudes with their bling-blings," he commented. He is still in his bell boy's uniform. But compared to the outside mess, the people around didn't care about him. It is the relief he is waiting for. "I'm not catching their attention, right?" he asked through the earpiece.

“I am human, I am vaccinated and have regular medical examinations every year. I'm not a dog, so you don't need to be afraid that I'll give you an infectious disease. However, if I infect you with an infectious disease, this is also the consequence you will receive if you do not agree to my request.” Celine did not hesitate to argue with Sanit in such a rude way, she had lost everything, Celine only lived to take revenge on Nelly and Ron, and she had what Saint needed, so she knew that As long as she didn't do things that seriously offend Saint, he will never kill Celine, because she thinks of this case, she has the ability to resist Saint's words. Celine's words startled Zane and the people

Luca fired, Wolf covered our flank, but every move we made was anticipated. Bishop advanced, calm and collected, swinging a steel pipe with precision. I blocked and countered, and every blow echoed with fury, betrayal, and pain. Then Saint intervened. His hands glowed with an unnatural energy, sending a shockwave that threw Wolf across the yard. Luca caught him, dragging him behind cover. I gritted my teeth. “Saint… I don’t know what you’ve become, but I will stop you. Even if I have to crawl through hell to do it.”