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he said in a voice that conveyed madness "I have been training for this time for quite some time now, and I will not be stopped." I glanced at Maya, and we both understood we had to move fast. We rushed towards the weird man to save the CEO and bring him to justice, but I understood that this fight was more than a battle - it was a war. And the game was just starting. The strange man lets out a wider smile while he effortlessly dodges Maya's blows. "My name is The man , " he says, voice low and mysterious. "And I am a member of this organization, which has been hidden in plain sight for centuries."

Another one roared. "Can someone call security?" The others suggested. "Don't worry, ladies. I'll handle this." They all looked satisfied when a man walked towards Marionne. He looked like in his mid-40s, yet still, look formidable and elegant. "I know you, Marionne, right?" Marianne felt like he was showered with ice-cold water. The man in front of him was the father of Ava. "Uhm—yes—yes, sir." He struggled to answer.

Turning around, they came face to face with their enemy. Aiden : who are you?? Man : oh my dear friend, you didn't recognize me… Hahaha he chuckled. Aiden : leave calista out of this. That man looked at calista from head to toe and licked his lips Man : how can I leave her when I want her besides me? After killing, you, I will take her with me. Calista starts shaking and trembling in fear. Aiden holds her in his arms tightly. Aiden : what has she ever done to you??

he orders and I roll my eyes. The owner of the voice waits for while, probably waiting for me to come out but I don't and the person walks away. After a while, the door of my room bursts open and one of the men from yesterday grabs me from the chair. "You should be down" he says still holding my arm. He leads me downstairs to the large living room where Mr. Kriss is seated, not just he alone, but another man who in a way shares a resemblance to Mr. Kriss

By chance, Fate, or just the divine intervention of Zeus, I ended up with this incredible man who is hot, great in bed, and so damn sweet. I still don’t know how, in the thousands of men that live in NYC, after only finding assholes, I found such a keeper. And trust me, I know all about the assholes that live in NYC. Between the assholes I met in college, like Alden Zachery Greenwood the Fourth. Insert snort and eye roll here. And massive line-crossing creeps like Trevor Hildebrant. I am beyond lucky to have Clay.

Opening my eyes, I met Mark's fearful gaze and turned my head to find Tom face down, being subdued by two guys I had never seen before. “Miss Martin, it's good that you've calmed down.” My eyes fell on a man about Dad's age, with a Latin accent and smiling gently at me. How he could smile with everything that was happening in this room? “Do you work with Alex?” I asked once my mouth was freed. “No, Miss.” The man, without losing his good mood, proceeded to take off his white hat he wore almost to his eyes “Let me introduce myself, my name is Diego Gómez and before you say it, yes. I was Daniel's father.”

Damien Voss, the man who had been in a coma for seven months, the man every doctor in the city had quietly given up on, was sitting up in his bed staring at me like I was the most suspicious thing he had seen in his entire life. Which was saying something because this was a man who ran a billion dollar company and had probably seen genuinely suspicious things on a regular basis. "I," I started. He waited. He was very good at waiting. Even freshly awake from a seven month coma with a voice like gravel and eyes that could cut glass, he had that particular stillness that very powerful people have. The kind that says I have all the time in the world and you do not. "I am Sera," I said. "Sera Qui

the man asked. "Penn." Penelope replied. "That is a very unusual name Penn." The man said as Penelope just nodded but didn't say anything again. "What are the things you have gone through that you think I didn't?" The man asked with a patronizing tone which made Penelope temper to flare up again.

And he’s left standing in the ashes, hard for her, forever. That’s not a love story. That’s a fucking masterpiece of psychological warfare. And we’re all just out here hoping we never meet a Cassandra… and kinda hoping we do. He flipped the page. “Alright,” he muttered, settling back in. “Let’s see whose confession is next.” ______ Episode 11 – The Mafia Affairs

As they immediately struck a deal, I made a hand signal, indicating it was time for my next line of action. A man walked towards us, and my face tightened. Both Olivia and Rowan noticed the tension in the air as the man walked towards us. Rowan excused himself. Wise man. He had an idea about who I was, and did not want to involve himself with whatever I did. He has played his part by talking with Olivia and striking a deal. I was happy that he excused himself. “Long time no see Alexander. I see you got yourself yet another toy to play with. You never seem to change”, the man said with a chuckle.