Sinister Titan Tv Man Value Novels & Stories

Victor leaned back in his chair, blowing a thin stream of smoke toward the ceiling. His eyes were still fixed on Titan. “Don’t waste time. Get me more. Zagaff won’t hide forever. If this man is walking in the streets… then he’s too close to slip again.” Titan nodded once. “Understood.” Victor smiled like he didn’t want to. “Good. Bring me something solid, Titan. And when you do…Zagaff will finally pay his debt.”

My body shuddered as the images flashed in my mind. Ever since Ace and Bradley revealed to me what the private investigator found on Sinister, my anxiety had escalated. My grandmother was the wealthy one. Sinister was just a leech who married her for her wealth. I was the one to whom she left all her money, properties, and business. No wonder, Sinister's beatings got worse after Grandma's death. 5.98 billion dollars! That's what I was worth. That was 5.98 billion more reasons for Sinister to want me dead.

"I want to hire Titan Security," I said, placing the contract on the kitchen island where Dominic was making coffee. "Full investigation package. Complete background workup. Financial forensics. The works." He paused, coffee cup halfway to his lips. "Titan? That's not cheap, Scarlett. They charge more per day than most people make in a year." "Good thing I just inherited 2.8 billion dollars then." The number hung between us like a wall I hadn't meant to build. Yesterday, we'd been partners fighting the same war. Today, I could buy his entire empire three times over and still have change left for a small country.

Katia pleaded “how unfortunate, but I have sworn never to let him find joy and peace, my personal curse on him. He can only have fond memories of me and no one else" I replied "I'm really sorry Katia" I was saying when one of the person holding Katia fell to the ground with his head missing. "Now!!!" I heard Titan scream as he caught the neck of the other one and ripped it off but four more persons showed up out of nowhere. I even found myself very impressed and full of admiration. the Titan I once knew is very different from the man fighting before me. Titan killed another just as he heard Katia scream again, when he turned he saw two men holding her again “stupid girl” I heard him cuss.

His comprehension was terrifying! "Mr. Snow, I just spoke with Mr. Egan. He confirmed that there is indeed a Solar Titan Physique cultivation method, but it would require an item of equal value to trade for it." "Oh?" Gideon's eyes lit up. Then, he let out a bitter laugh. He didn't have any item of equal value to match it. The inner core of the Shadowgnaw Overlord was valuable, but it was still not on the same level as the body-refining technique. Unless… he traded the Doombringer Knuckle.

Why is Titan speaking of such an era? “You don’t remember my grunt. My scent. Even if you didn’t see my face. I was your first. The first man who broke your womanhood. And I will be the last man,” his thrust increases but the whole of me freezes at the spot. My orgasm runs back into my stomach. My wetness dries off in her instant. Titan was the man who took away my pride forcefully. How dare I act stupid by giving him my body once again. How can I be so much of a fool?

It was painfully clear the shop assistant was scenting my desperation and preying on me. "Any second-hand tribute is priced at a tenth of its original value." The girl sneered, her eyes gleaming with a cold complacency. She punched a few runes into her counter-slab and snapped, "Vacate the stall if you aren't trading. There is a line of wolves behind you." "These are authentic Citadel crafts!" I persisted, my voice tight with grit. Twenty thousand silver barely touched the surface of Ruth’s mounting fees at Bayview Medical Center. "Surely you can offer a tribute that reflects their true worth!"

"You shouldn't say that, Mr. Zurich. The Hyperion Root may not be mature, but it's still a treasure in itself." "You heard him." Sif snorted, quick to excuse herself even if it sounded forced. "Even if it's too young, bumpkins like you won't be able to afford it anyway!" Frank, however, simply smiled at Tavis and asked, "In that case, I have a question for you… How much is that treasure of yours worth?" "Guh…" Tavis was stumped, and it took him a long while to look up at Sif, speaking ever so quietly while he braced himself. "Judging from the medicinal value and age… around 200 million."

The introduction went like this. Titan: My name's Titan. Fifteen. 80kg. 5 feet 4 inches. I know I'm fat, so don't dare talk behind my back about it or experience the most excruciating pain you've ever experienced in your entire life. This is not an empty threat, mind you. I'm effin serious. Next!