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Her hands were everywhere—on his hips, on his back, squeezing his shoulders. “Ann,” he moaned again. He couldn't hold off much longer. He wasn't strong enough. He wasn't noble enough. He wasn't— “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!” She convulsed beneath him, her body arching off the sofa as she screamed. Her fingers bit into his back, nails raking his skin, but he didn't care. All he knew was that she'd found her release, and it was good, and for the love of God, he could finally...

DOMINIC “So, is that everything about her?” Dominic asked, not looking up from the file on his desk. Scorpion..real name Raymond..stood across from him, arms crossed behind his back. People in the underworld feared him too, not just because of the way he killed, but because of the man he served. Everyone called him Scorpion because his sting was always silent… but deadly. “Yes, boss,” Scorpion replied. “That’s everything we could find.Amara is just Nineteen years old, No training, looks decent and harmless, But there’s something off.”

After the collision, the Icy Crystal Coldsteel Scorpion let out a bloodcurdling scream as it was sent flying. Zephyr Khan and the others took a closer look and finally saw the true colors of the Icy Crystal Coldsteel Scorpion. The Icy Crystal Coldsteel Scorpion was very, very big. It was at least three meters long and its whole body radiated a sparkling blue light. It appeared incomparably sinister. The sharp scorpion tail emitted an aggressive, cold light in the air, making one's heart tremble with fear. Its pincers were like meticulously polished weapons, seemingly capable of tearing apart anything.

Her voice rose slightly, and Scorpion took a cautious step back. "Look," he muttered, glancing around as if making sure no one was watching. "I can fix this. Just give me another chance. Two days. I'll finish the job." Veronica's lips curled into a sneer. "You have precisely that. Two days. No more excuses, no more failures. If Nicole Okeke is still breathing after forty-eight hours, I will personally make sure you regret ever crossing paths with me." Scorpion tensed, nodding stiffly. "Understood."

Omar growled at her seductive moans when he rubbed his fingers against her clits, he felt his erection harden and he thrust his middle finger into her, squeezing her breast roughly. Megan let out a scream and her back arched away from him but he pulled her back to himself, pressing his hardness against her back. She brought her hand to grab his arm wanting to slow him down but he wouldn't stop. He added another finger inside her, earning another scream of pleasure from her. "Omar....!"

The scorpion hit the wall and screeched. "Ok, that was pretty cool, I just need to do that about twenty more times and I'll be good to go." The scorpion turned to face Rainer, it let out the loudest screech yet. Rainer and the audience had to cover their ears to keep from being paralyzed. It began to change color from the dark purple to a pitch black, and the tip of its tail became crimson red.

Stallion replied. "Okay, and what about my uncle, Gabin?" Cobra asked. "We'll work on it. One step at a time. Right now, I need your help." Stallion replied. "What do you want from me?" Cobra asked. "Alas, I need you to get rid of someone. Her name is Queen Scorpion. I want you to eliminate her tonight. I'll send her picture and all the information you need shortly." "Just one girl? Piece of cake." Cobra said.

"Look at you, all eager to please. You didn't even offer anything in return. Why would she help you out?" He then handed me a card. "I'm Daniel Jenkins. Here's a little something for our first meeting. ZenWave's beauty clinics are all part of my family business. With this card, you can enjoy unlimited visits." ZenWave was a well-known, high-end beauty clinic chain. A single visit there could cost tens of thousands of dollars. This gift was too generous. I didn't take the card, but Leon snatched it from Daniel's hand and stuffed it into mine.

His fingers tightened on his trousers, a pent-up rage pulsing within him. “Since that day…” He took a deep breath, trying to push away the sickening memory. “My body rejects the scent of omega pheromones.” My alpha instincts perceive them as a threat. I can't stand them anymore." He finally raised his head, meeting his mother's worried gaze.

My emotions broke out of control, my p*ssy clenching hard under my clothes, above my resistance. I should go now, but my eyes wanted different. I pulled my legs over each other, and deliberately rubbed my thighs against themselves - the most I could get from what I actually wanted. I should go now. But Connor had dropped from the pull up bar, and he had turned, his eyes quickly finding mine like he knew I had been there all along. Not surprised, not curious, like he had felt the weight of a familiar presence way back before he turned, but had chosen to complete his squat set before acknowledging it.