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“And so is love.” “Then it’s a good thing I love you.” I tell him softly. “There’s no more room for hate in my heart when it comes to Michael Black. In due time, I’ll learn about this darkness you speak of, but until then, I’m content with the Michael Black I have come to know.” His breath shakes. “And in the days when this Michael Black is nonexistent, Ada, what happens then?” “I’ll be angry and disappointed,” I smack a kiss on his lips with a chuckle. “And I’ll smack you across the face, curse at you…” Michael chuckles, and that warms my heart. “But I will never hate you.”

"Your brother, the chairman of Perry Holdings, paid me to kick you out. With money like that, what choice do I have?" His words stuck like a thorn in my throat as he shrugged and left with his crew, calling back, "Pack up quickly, yeah?" I stood amid the wreckage of my home, breathing hard to keep the pain from showing, and dialed Ethan. Hearing the reason for my call, he scoffed. "Come back and apologize to Hannah, or I have a hundred other ways to make your life miserable."

“Back off. I’m not telling you shit. She begged me not to. She said you’d twist everything, make her feel crazy again. You’re toxic, Girad. You’re are a narcissistic prick who thinks the world revolves around your ego. Go to hell or wherever. Leave her in peace.” I grabbed his jacket, yanking him close. Rain dripped down both our faces. “You think you know her? You don’t. I was there when she cried about her shitty childhood. I held her when she couldn’t sleep. I gave her everything! A home. I gave her stability and love. Real love that is not this weak and the usual fairy-tale crap. She belongs to me. If you’re hiding her—” “I’m not hiding her,” Adam spat, pushing himself free. “And even if

His hateful gaze met mine. He clenched his teeth and said, "I do." That was sufficient to give my heart a quick sting. The clergyman faced me. Do you consider Dante Cruz to be your legally wedded husband, Kayla Adam? Dante was still furious when I looked at him. Still far away.still filled with hatred. However, I nodded and whispered, "I do." "You may now kiss the bride," the priest said with a smile. My throat tightened around my breath. I had no romantic expectations. However, I was still unprepared for what came next.

“Can we please just talk about this?” “I don’t wanna talk to you right now.” I turned and stormed into the house, Atlas following closely behind. We entered the living room, and Atlas tried to take my hand, but I jerked it away. “You don’t understand!” “Then explain to me. Tell me,” I said, my voice cold. “What's so bad about Adam? Why do you hate him so much?” Atlas hesitated, his eyes darting around the room. “I ...I just don't think he's a good person,” he said finally. “You don’t remember everything, Mara, for God’s sake.”

“I didn’t think you could stoop any lower, but you’ll just about do anything to save you own hide, won’t you?” “And you would frame anyone else to have Colton for yourself!” “That’s where you’re wrong,” I cut him off before he could spew any more bullshit. “I know for a fact that Adam Kennedy had only ever wanted one man in his life, and that’s an Omega. He considers me a friend, and I, him. You on the other hand…” Without letting him move, I stepped forward as fast as I could and drove a knee into his stomach. With a cry, Kellin fell to the ground.

Nicole. Men. They were the worst kind of animals and my husband happened to be a monster. The kind that’s supposed to be caged with a warning written in bold letters. Do you think it is strange that I was only filled with disgust right now? The hurt I felt long forgotten as I stared at the man standing in front of me. I felt like a thousand spiders were crawling around my body, their fangs kissing me. “Marcus” Even rolling his name around my mouth tasted like a bile of vomit. “Have some respect for God at least if you have no human decency.”

I snapped, running a hair through my hair to calm myself down. I had a reputation— I was known to be the Shadow. The best sniper/hitman in the whole world. I take money from people to kill whoever they wanted me to, without asking questions. I didn't care as long as I was getting the money. I was feared. The simple mention of my name would make people tremble in fear. I was known to be a heartless, cold and fearless sniper who never misses his target. Cedric was only wasting my time by arguing with me for a damn seat. I had other jobs to do, other places to be, more important things to do than arguing with that bitch who was currently standing in front of me with two glasses of wine in his h

She loves them both just as much. Their first marriage might have been a LOVE HATE RELATIONSHIP, but now, it's more of the LOVE and nothing of the HATE. It is a LOVE IN RELATIONSHIP. *** A young man was sitting on a chair in a dark office with no lights on except the tiny red light flicking on his cigarette tip, he kneaded his temple as he threw his head back in tiredness, if the lights were on, one could see the tiredness, frustration and anger clearly visible on his face.

"He loved your mother." His words struck me like a bullet, piercing through the armor I had built around my heart. Confusion swirled within me, and I took a step closer, demanding the truth. "What do you mean? Why would my father's love for my mother make him hate me?" A chilling smile tugged at the corners Connor's lips. "You remind him of his dead wife," he said, his voice dripping with a twisted satisfaction. "And I made sure he believed you were the result of an affair I had with her."