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" Lucia did not like how calm I was. She swept the vase next to her off the table and left angrily. I continued preparing my wedding dress in the room. My wedding was delayed two days because Lucia got into Silas' bed, and I had to pick another marriage alliance. The Black Dragons were still weak and poor. I was not even sure if they could prepare a wedding gown for me. I did not expect Liam to personally deliver ten boxes of gifts. They included a perfect wedding gown that was of regal standard. It was black and was embroidered with a dragon made up of shiny golden threads. There were shiny black scales on the collar, and the flowing skirt spread outward from the waist. It was layered and l

At its center, suspended in a column of energy, hung a crystal sphere the size of a heart. Kaelira stepped forward, transfixed. “It’s alive.” Zevran’s voice dropped to a whisper. “The source of the Dominion’s experiments. The heart of the Black Moon.” The sphere pulsed once, and the tether between them yanked tight. Kaelira’s breath hitched; her knees buckled. Zevran lunged, catching her. “The bond’s reacting to it.” She pressed her forehead into his chest, trembling. “It’s calling me.”

His cock, still half-hard, twitched against his thigh as he looked at me. “What kind of idea?” Damon asked, voice low, amused. His fingers tightened on my hip, thumb brushing the sensitive skin just above my pubic bone. Ethan’s smirk grew. “We haven’t broken him properly yet. He's worth every cent. Right?” He reached over me, grabbed something from the nightstand drawer, a slim black remote with only two buttons. My stomach flipped when I saw it. A vibrating plug. Thick, ridged, flared base. He held it up, letting the red light catch the silicone. “This one’s got levels. And a timer.”

Chapter 76: The Cracks in the High-Rise The velvet box sat open on the glass coffee table. Its contents caught the light of the Manhattan penthouse. Inside was a 1932-cut diamond. It was unpolished, jagged and held a multi-billion-dollar secret. Elena stood a foot away. Her arms were crossed tightly as she stared at the diamond. For months Julian's family had looked down on her. They treated her like a distraction in his life. The Vane dynasty valued perfection. Arranged corporate mergers. They wanted a woman who could be molded into a piece of background decoration. They had no idea that this rough diamond was the Julian needed to tear down his fathers facade.

The heat from the acidic pool scorched the air, making the vitaecer sweat profusely as it dripped down his furrowed brow. Across the room, a woman with a blue teardrop tattoo, the ink swirling down from her eye and stopping just beneath her cheek, stood silently. Argent. She was a figure of serene danger, her silver hair braided tightly and falling all the way to her feet. She was clad in sleek, black armor, her nails like sharp claws, arms crossed, watching the scene unfold with detached curiosity. Her eyes glimmered under the flickering candlelight, as if she found some kind of amusement in the vitaecer’s torment.

Her pussy glistened visibly under the bright lights. Damian Blackthorn stepped into frame first, smirking at the main camera. “Tonight, the world gets to watch a Kane princess get claimed by her enemies in her own home,” he announced. He grabbed Sophia by the throat and shoved her down onto a padded bench facing the main camera. Without warning, he slammed his thick cock into her ass in one brutal thrust. Sophia screamed, the burning stretch captured perfectly in 8K. Kai took her mouth at the same time, forcing his shaft deep into her throat until her eyes rolled back.

It's being just a day and some hours and he was already raisnig his voice at her, she knew he was rumored to be a harsh and really fierce person but the few hours she had spent with him had gotten her to think otherwise only for him to prove the rumors right. Kesley sighed and made a mental note to always follow his orders and try to not get on his bad side all through the time the deal was supposed to last. She stood up, dusted her jean and walked to the bed, carrying the boxes he left at the front of her dooor with her. She sat in her bed to examin the content of the boxes. First, she opened the smaller box and inside of it was a sparkiling set of flashing black diamonds seating so pretty

she thought. "This place is crazy and one must be careful who they get close with. You don't have to force yourself to talk to me right now, but I'll always be here for you if you need someone to talk to" Sophia said with a cute smile,before standing up to walk back to her bed. "Thanks Sophia. I really appreciate your understanding and concern" Amaya said, returning the smile. Sophia walked back to her bed and lay down. Amaya tried to do the same but she couldn't sleep. Her heart was heavy and she was distressed.

The air left my lungs in a quiet whoosh. Nestled inside on a bed of black silk was a necklace. But not just any necklace. It was a delicate chain of what looked like platinum, and hanging from it was a teardrop pendant. The stone wasn’t clear. It was a deep, opaque black, shot through with tiny, glittering silver specks that caught the dim room light and threw it back like distant stars. It was surrounded by a filigree of smaller, shimmering black diamonds. Next to it lay a matching bracelet, a slim band with the same starry black stone set into it. It was the most beautiful, dark, expensive-looking thing I’d ever seen. It looked like it belonged to a vampire queen. Or a supervillainess.

A hidden panel in the floor began to slide open, and a scent I knew better than my own name began to fill the room. It wasn’t a sedative. It was the smell of ozone and high-voltage electricity. “Zander, wake up!” I screamed, but as he bolted upright, the glass walls of the master suite didn’t just break—they polarized, turning into a solid, impenetrable black. The voice of the girl from the monitors—the “Real Blackwood”—echoed through the room’s hidden speakers. “The first night of freedom is always the shortest, Mother. Happy anniversary.”