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And now, I had to walk back in like I never disappeared. Like my whole life hadn't been shattered into a million pieces all this time. Like I was fine. I sat up straight in the backseat, adjusting the collar of my suit. Clean cut—sharp and expensive. The half-mask hugged the left side of my face, hiding the scar that changed everything. I caught my reflection in the car window—half a stranger, half the old Jake Blackwell. “We’re here, sir. Ready when you are,” Tom said from the driver’s seat.

I knew he would not have any mercy on me because I was just nothing but a servant. "I said, look at me!" He roared. I flinched, and slowly I lifted my gaze to stare at his face. Tears started to well up in my eyes the moment I saw him smirk. "What an ugly Omega," he spat as he stared at the huge scar on my left cheek. "I'll punish you for listening in on our discussion, you useless creature!" My eyes widened in horror after hearing those words. My knees started to tremble and I feared I would pass out from extreme fear right there and then.

He grinned at her in a way she could only describe as predatory. "Who are you?" Liv tried to stand, but was still unable to make it to her feet. Her head swam from the blow to her head. "Come now, beauty. Let me help you." The strange man lifted her by the armpits and walked her to a fur covered chair near a table. "I am Killian O'Mara of the Blackfoot Pack," he said with the slightest Irish lilt to his voice. He gave her a courtly little bow before sitting in the chair across the table from her.

Now, without a place to stay, his credit cards frozen, and with Nevaeh to support, he found himself struggling. He ignored the security guards and barged into the company, shouting insults at me. "You chose a little brat like her? Dad, you must be out of your mind to think she can run the company! "With her in charge, Sacconity will definitely go under!" But instead of gaining sympathy, his outburst was met with a swift elbow strike from a bodyguard, who pinned him to the ground. My grandfather stood beside me, looking down at Don with cold indifference. "Sacconity represents the hard work of the Saccone family.

“Or maybe you’re overdoing it. You should talk to a doctor if you’re feeling strange.” Scarlett froze for a moment, then quickly shook her head. “Oh, no, it’s nothing like that. I’m fine, really. Probably just stress.” The maid returned with her unconventional request, setting down a plate of pickles topped with a generous dollop of whipped cream and a drizzle of chocolate sauce. She looked skeptical, but Scarlett didn’t care—she eagerly took a bite, savoring the odd but surprisingly satisfying combination. Storm watched her with an expression of mixed horror and fascination.

A man with a grimace strutted into the front yard. There was a huge scar on the left of his face, from his temple down to his chin. The scar looked like a giant centipede crawling on his face, making him look vicious and scary. His presence alone was terrifying. The man was the notorious Scarface of the Old District. Scarface had a cigarette hanging in his mouth, his eyes narrowed as he glared at the elderly couple who came out from the house. “Camry White, where is that little shit that broke Zenon’s arm?”

The man who opened the trunk called and when I looked at his face, I felt a shiver run through my side. He had a scar running down the middle of his face, almost like whoever had done it, had the intention to split his face in half. The scar was nasty-looking and was enough to instill fear within me. I got out of the trunk and moved to the side where the girls had begun lining up. I had just heard the trunk of the car close when I heard a commotion behind me. A girl was trying to run away. She didn’t get very far because Scarface was right on her heels and the moment he caught her, he wrapped his hands around her throat, shaking her violently and for a moment

Gio A soft tap woke me up so I turned on my back. "That will come too, bro. Don't worry, you won't run away," Tom promised me with a laugh while carrying his cute, cute son. This is the feeling of getting married, it's so nervous that I feel sick. Tangina mixed emotions. We are currently at the altar and waiting for my fiancé. "Tangina because I miss her, I want to see her. I haven't seen my husband for a few days, I miss him so much," I told him, making him laugh. "Relax, bro. That too will come!” Tom convinced me. Everyone is here except my fiancé. Later I stood up straight because the door of the church was slowly opened and the most beautiful woman on the face of the earth was spat out.

Ann replied. “ I became your friend before she became your acquaintance, so you should definitely take mine too” Richard said. “Although you bullied me into becoming friends with you, I guess I could take yours too” Ann smirked. “ Wow, I hope you haven't forgotten who you are speaking to” Richard said. “ How can I forget a friend?” Ann said with sarcasm. “ Why do I get this scary feeling that I just walked into a sinking sand?” Richard said faking a shiver.

Scarface's stuttering was really starting to irk him. "I'm s-sorry, Sir Miller. What I meant was that mage fire came from his hands! He didn't order any demons and his fire was red! His fire, which burned Poisontip in mere moments and killed him, burned red! His flames are red, Master Miller!" Scarface started sobbing violently. 'Ah, he lost it…' "Hector…" Hector, who was now behind Marcus, lowered his head. "Yes, Sir Marcus?" "Take this pathetic man out and dispose of him."