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This guy was playing on an entirely new level compared to the men I’d dated. “I’m not a mermaid.” I tried to take the book back, but Golden Man’s grip was stronger than I’d anticipated. “Give that back.” “If you say please.” He smiled, his teeth white and straight and obnoxious. I scowled. “How about I promise not to hit you again and give you an actual concussion instead?” “Americans have a strange way of saying please.” Backed into a proverbial corner, I finally muttered please, very tempted to carry out my threat of hitting him a second time. Holding the book to my chest, I narrowed my eyes at the Golden Man.

“I have received the remaining harmony from him and also cleared off my debts. I drop at his feet, no one can save me even if I scream and yell for help. I crawled back to my room waiting for my extinction. AN This is the first chapter of the book, please, don't judge me on my English, people make mistakes. Correct me with love and I will be thankful. Thank you for giving this book a chance, and please — do drop your comments.

"I cannot return you to the human world, yet I cannot bear to take your life. The underground tunnel is resealed. No one can enter that place without my permission. Stop invoked a futile resistance if you want me to treat you better. Until everything is settled, you will stay here. Behave yourself, young lady." The door is closed. Inspector Kim's jaw dropped. Is the man crazy? Right now, isn't she being kidnapped by this stranger? Behave? Why would she obediently follow his words?! [ A/N: This chapter is not making any sense, even for me. However, this story is related to the second book, High in Pursuit: Another Story. Please enjoy yourself, and thank you for reading.]

PREVIEW Chapter 1: The House That Raised Us The sun caught the edges of the grand staircase, turning dust motes into slow arcs of suspended light. Arlo’s hands moved over the polished marble with meticulous care. Each stroke of the cloth was precise, deliberate because in this house, a mistake was more than a slip. It was a reminder of where he stood: the servant’s son, the invisible shadow in a world that belonged to others. He had learned early that the house’s rules extended beyond what was spoken. Every footstep, every glance, every breath had a place and a time. He pressed his palms harder against the rail, watching his reflection ripple in the shine.

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match Chapter 139: The Key and the Lie The storm intensified. Rain poured from the sky in relentless sheets. Water rushed beneath the bridge. Thunder echoed through the stone arches. Yet none of it seemed as dangerous as the man standing before them. The silver-eyed stranger remained calm. Almost relaxed. As though the situation was unfolding exactly as expected. Ama tightened her grip on the key. The cold metal seemed to pulse faintly against her palm. Waiting.

I stumbled back and fell on the chair. I looked at the door just to see a man figure of someone familiar. Why does the man at the door look like Roman? Oh no! He heard all that I have said. * How do you like this chapter?

Everything been moving smoothly since we've been back on the farm without any problems no one can get in or out with our ID or permission we got guards we got this place locked down like a fortress protection is what we needed and now we feel safe. I'm working in the stables when my phone ring out who could be calling me at this time when everyone knows I'm working. I looked down at the caller ID and seeing it Sir Charles III call me I answer immediately I'm feeling realizing it's him hello hi Charles can I help you with anything Sir Allen we have a break in the case my eyes lit up upon hearing this ok go on tell me.

He was on the phone talking to someone. “ yeah, ill be there.” He said and ended the call. We are still waiting for him to talk when he finally notices us. He looks like he doesn’t know if he should be telling us. “ im going to return her phone” he said and storm out the room. We all looked at each other and land a smirk on our faces. I can smell something different on that arrogant dude. -=-=-=-= end of chapter 15 -=-=-=-

In no second, I panicked immediately and confronted him. "Hey, metal man!" I threw the pillow at him to get his attention. "Forget what we talked earlier. I am not in my normal condition!" I lied, obviously. Because of irritation, I pulled my hair and softly punched my head. "You're so stupid, Enzo!" I kept hurting myself by using my own strength. "Enzo, don't hurt yourself," the metal man said. He quickly walked towards me and held both of my hands. "It is my sole duty to take care of you." I fell into silence when he said that. He is so weird, the heck.

“You’ll regret laying a hand on her.” The man chuckled, but there was an edge to it now—a hint of unease. Kael’s resolve was unshakable, his power surging with each passing second. Before the man could react, Kael lunged again, this time catching him off guard. His claws raked across the man’s chest, drawing blood that sizzled as it hit the floor. The man’s expression twisted into one of fury, and he retaliated with a burst of energy that sent both of them hurtling backward.