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Pulling it open, I entered an empty room with a desk and another room ahead that I assumed was the main office. This one was beautifully decorated, and despite wearing long sleeves and a jacket, it was quite chilly. Mr. Langston was furious on the phone, and I could hear him from where I was. "What do they want? Tell them I said I'd buy every last penny of their stupid gold!" I swallowed hard as he yelled into the phone. My hands were already trembling, but I mustered the courage to knock. "Who is that?" He grumbled. "I've come to apply for the position of your personal assistant," I explained.

“And Victoria doesn’t listen.” “What do you want me to do?” I asked. She tilted her head. “Just listen.” She opened the folder and slid out the first document. Then another and another. The papers were covered with stamps, signatures, and numbers that made my stomach drop. “These deals are very close to being labeled as fraud.” I grabbed the papers. “This can’t be real.” “Oh, it is,” she said. “And that’s not even the best part.” She pulled out her phone and tapped the screen. Then she turned it toward me.

"Delete the picture." Maxwell let out a sharp, mocking bark of laughter, taking three slow steps toward me until he was towering over me, radiating a heavy, suffocating Alpha aura meant to force me to my knees. "Delete it?" Maxwell chuckled, pulling his phone out of his pocket and waving it tantalizingly between his fingers. "Why on earth would I do that, little Omega? Do you have any idea what this photo is worth? An unregistered Omega posing as an Alpha on our campus? In our athletic department?"

"You still got a page full of them." "But- That's no fair!" Nate whined again and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, biting into my cheek to hold a smile and going back to make a neat copy of my notes. "I demand a re-deal." "And what is that?" I hummed not glancing up. "For each problem I got right, you take one cloth off." my heart somersaulted and this time my wide eyes found his immediately. Was he for real? He smirked now having my attention. "Don't worry, I'll undress whenever I get one wrong. Deal?"

Well, I thought this was my best bet, but it would take later events for me to realize how stupid I was. “Andromeda,” He stepped away calmly, a little too calm for my liking. “Do you think this is a negotiation?” This question was an eye-opener, as I realized nothing I said made any sense to him. All Luther wanted was what he wanted. Nothing about my wishes was welcome here. Who was I even kidding?

Shiela said, shaking her head. "Let’s see what’s inside the paper bags, Lyrica," Misha said excitedly. I nodded and opened the first paper bag. It was a nude-brown flowy dress with sleeves, made of luxurious fabric. "Girl! He’s planning to take you on a date!" Misha squealed. "Shush, Misha!" Shiela complained, making me laugh. "It’s so elegant, Lyrica. It suits you perfectly," Misha added, ignoring Shiela.

Nang dahil sa isang DEAL, ang puso nila ay pinagtagpo at pinag-isa ng tadhana. Wakas

I stated matter-of-factly. Trent spoke up then, his tone laced with distaste. "We're willing to make that happen for you two. In exchange for your...skills in altering the file before it goes to print." "Hmm, an enticing offer for sure," Damien mused, tapping a finger against his lips as he pretended to consider it. Even though I could practically see the gears turning in that twisted brain of his.

Stefan It felt like a trapdoor had opened up underneath me. I stood there holding the phone to my ear, trying to make sense of what she'd just said. The buyer had a representative, and all the paperwork was being done over wires and faxes—as old-fashioned as the latter sounded. The buyer had been missing one legal document that was necessary for the sale to be acknowledged by Italian law. That holdup was the only reason I hadn't signed over the property today.

"If you're really interested in your 'sister', why not book her again?" "What kind of person do you think I am?" I protested, my face flushed with anger. After drinking, Robert dropped me off at home. His suggestion kept echoing in my mind, and I wondered if I should book Eleanor again. However, I kept pushing the thought away. Maybe it was the alcohol, or perhaps it was my true desire, but I ended up logging into the coin auction website. Finding my previous purchase history, I saw that the same coin was still listed. A surge of anger washed over me as I realized Eleanor was still doing this. She actually lied to me! Impulsively, I booked the coin, desperate to see her face when she showed