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Unwilling to disappoint her, Jenna bit her lower lip and slowly opened the box. Rays of light shot from the box, blinding her eyes. Jenna's eyes widened as she stared at what was inside the box in awe. Inside the box was a diamond so big that it was at least fifty carats. It was colored in a rare dark blue, so deep and beautiful. The bedroom was illuminated by the brilliant light emitted from it. Jenna was amazed by its brightness; she was at a loss for words. Amidst the glow, she could clearly see the brilliant shine of the diamond.

The headline burned itself into her retinas: **BREAKING: Blackstone-Moretti affair Tape Leaks - Billionaire Caught in Dubai Affair** The video autoplayed before her sleep-numbed fingers could stop it. Grainy footage. A penthouse bed. Her husband's bare back glistening under Dubai's golden lighting. Sylvia Moretti's crimson nails digging into his shoulders. And that voice - Damien's voice, but thick with something foreign, something hungry - murmuring against Sylvia's throat: "I chose this." my body moved before my mind could catch up. I was across the room, my knees hitting the Carrara marble tiles hard enough to bruise, retching into the $14,000 Baccarat vase that had been a tenth anniversa

"I told you, no grand gestures. We're keeping this low-profile in town until we make a public announcement designed to reach your father." Elias ignored the dirt on her clothes and the defensiveness in her tone. He placed the black box carefully on her workbench, next to a bag of potting soil. "This is not a grand gesture, Vivian. It's an essential prop," he said, opening the box. Vivian inhaled sharply. Inside, nestled in black velvet, was a diamond that was less a stone and more a small, highly polished geological marvel. It was a classic solitaire setting, simple and elegant, yet the sheer size of the center stone screamed Thorne wealth.

“How did you sleep last night?” “Pretty good.” She drank some of her coffee. She took hers the same way I did—two creams, one sugar—which I found serendipitous. “Are you ready for alpha Caspian and luna Grace to arrive today?” I nodded, unsure of how much I wanted to open up to her about my feelings. The Black Diamond delegation was arriving today to confirm that everything was in order for our mating ceremony. I knew Amirah was missing her pack, so I was glad that she would have familiar faces around her for her special day.

Chapter 27: The Revelation The video didn't leak. It detonated. At exactly 3:17 a.m., the footage appeared on every shadow forum in the supernatural underground. No watermark. No source. Just raw, merciless truth. It opened on the gala stage. The camera followed me—Elena Harper Black—through the final, brutal movements of the dance. Then, it zoomed in. Not on my face. On my neck. The silver scars weren't static. They were alive.

“Remember how I position you quickly? Be fast like that baby girl and get into position for me.” “I’m lying down like you want.” She said obediently, loving what was happening, completely enamored by it. “Good girl.” He commended. “Now tell me. What do you have on, Sweetheart? What’s covering that sweet body of yours?” “The blue...blue pajamas you bought for me.” “Nice, I would have said take it off but I want you urgently so there’s no need for that. What is my baby girl wearing underneath her pajamas?”

“Xynthia! This is the legendary Crimson Love!” “The strongest diamond that you can find in Dark Island!” “This should be enough to represent my love for you!” Westin ignored Harvey completely and looked into Xynthia’s eyes with a burning passion. “Give me a chance, Xynthia!” While Xynthia was frowning, Harvey took a step forward and grabbed the supposedly invaluable diamond out of Westin’s hand. “You call this a diamond?” Harvey chuckled. “You b*stard! How dare you touch it with your dirty hands?!”

he chortled. "Ow! It is a matter of life and death!" I uttered as I swiped the video call button. Once Adam accepted, I saw a messy-looking witch with some eye gunk popping out of his eyes. I scoffed at his squinting look and secretly took a picture. This is a perfect blackmail image, I could use it in the future.

Aunt B replies as she walks passed us. Oh, the Devil is going down! We follow Aunt Beatrice into the formal dining room. They have the fine dishes and cutlery out. I see a large pot roast with carrots and onions in the center of the table, along with homemade rolls, mashed potatoes, gravy, green beans and a variety of other dishes. My eyes stop at the other end of the table where a large baking dish of blackberry cobbler sat...my favorite. Well that just sealed Lucifer’s defeat. All I need is the magic words from my aunts now. Lucifer pulls out a chair for me next to the head of the table. I take a seat and Lucifer sits down next to me.

ALEXANDER Isabella had fallen asleep in my arms quickly after sex, I just couldn't sleep and just watched her sleep. She looked like a fucking angel, with her porcelain skin, her cheeks still flushed, her beautiful golden hair spread across the pillow, she was too beautiful and at this moment she looked so vulnerable and I was the biggest bastard she could come across, because even though I didn't want to hurt her, fuck I didn't want anyone in this world to hurt her, but inevitably I would, not the way I promised my sister or the way I came, but I would, because I can't help it, this whole thing just escalated too much and I can't remedy anything anymore.