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Memories—her laughter, her touch, her voice—rushed in, suffocating him. "I can’t lose you, Jenny," he whispered hoarsely, his forehead pressing to the cold floor. "I only have you." ~~~VELENO CLAN~~~ MIDNIGHT Ace stood outside, a cigarette dangling loosely between his fingers, the ember glowing like a small threat in the dark. His glass mask caught the moonlight, making him look more ghost than man. Smoke curled around his face as he scrolled through his phone, his thumb stopping on a single name: Snow.

“You’re not just a shitty person, but a predator which is far worse.” Ace’s mouth opened and closed like a fish. No words came out. What could he possibly say to defend himself? His enemies suddenly had their hands on his darkest secret. It was only one time. He was going to stop. But…there was something about talking to younger girls. They were so easy to lie to… His teeth clenched so hard and his fist folded too tightly, his nails cut his skin.

From him expression, you can guess he was expecting it regardless. “What’s the point of having it if you’re not going to use it? Anyway, it finally came in, and guess what’s inside?” “Why do I feel like this is a trick question?” Ace speaks up, reeling back with a look of disgust. “Trust me, it’s not what you’re thinking.” He smirks mischievously pausing the moment he realizes that the table is almost half empty. “Wait, where’s Kamila and Sera?” “The human girl probably has a life and is busy with it.” Ace says nonchalantly.

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There was an unmistakable glint of something dark and predatory in his eyes that made my breath catch. "Trying to escape, are you?" his lips stretched into a grin that sent a shiver of trepidation down my spine. "You're trapped now, baby girl, and there's no way out. So you might as well just give up any foolish hopes of getting away from me." "P-please, Karl," I stammered, holding up my hands in a placating gesture even though I had absolutely no clue what I'd done wrong. "You know I didn't mean to...whatever it is I did. Just tell me what's going on!"

You're the only one, just passing through, walking into our trap with your fairly used underlings. I gritted my teeth, but I didn't give in. "The trap only works if the prey doesn't know it's coming." Ace stopped smiling for a moment, then gestured to his men. Six shadows emerged, armed, identical. I suspected. "You only have one chance, Luca," Ace said, stepping closer and lowering his voice. "Decide to hand over yourself, maybe I'll let you breathe for a few days before you meet your death. Or sit and watch everything you've built collapse."

"A company is not a family, and a boss is not a parent. Employees and employers have a contractual relationship. Money is part of that contract; perks are icing on the cake. Don't let 'warmth' hijack your interests, and don't let 'thoughtfulness' disguise greed." "And Polly?" One reporter pressed. "Have you forgiven her?" I paused for a moment. "She paid the price," I said. I got into the car. My assistant handed me a tablet. "Mr. Bassett, the stock has risen fifteen percent. The board sent congratulations. Also, look at this." It was the social media trends list. [The Truth Behind the Cherry Trap] [Midea Tech Corporate Espionage] [What Happened to Those Employees Who Wanted Cherries?] [Apol

The thought of losing my best friend was unbearable. Romantic feelings were unavoidable, but when directed toward the wrong people, they had to be buried deep inside, never to see the light of day. … My trainees won first place in the competition, and one of them, a rich kid, booked a private room in a high-end club. He bragged about the male escorts there, saying they were super handsome and how he wanted to show us a good time. We all got excited and drank too much. Luckily, when I came out of the bathroom this time, I did not bump into anyone familiar. However, I could not shake this feeling of bitterness.

I don’t know what Ace said to her to make her so afraid. Ace holds onto her hand gently as he leads her to me. “I would like your permission to be dismissed.” “What?” I say, confused. “I want to be dismissed,” Ace repeats a little louder. “We aren’t done talking,” I remind him. “What else is there to say?” Ace asks impatiently. “I need to know about Tracy, about the cells, about our preparations,” I tell Ace. Ace grumbles in defiance. “Tracy is gone. I can only assume she fled to be with your father.”

I tried to grin and it hurt. “Enough,” Ace said, finally holding off his dog. He was acting calmer. He was hiding his anger well. He was not as mad as I had seen in Tanzania. It was a little surprising or suspicious, considering I knew where his son was. “I’m going to ask you about Theo,” he paused, a promise in his words, “But first I need to know if Diya is a part of this. Did you convince my wife to betray me?” “What are you talking about?” I looked at him, wheezing. Filip smirked, knowing he caused the strain. I ignored him and looked at Ace.