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His presence filled the space before he even spoke. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said smoothly, his tone refined, charming even. “I hope I’m not intruding. I do intend to come on time when it is meetings like this.” I gestured for him to sit. “Not at all. You have me at a disadvantage, though. I don’t believe we’ve met. And given your scent, I can tell that you are not from here, Alpha.” He smiled, slow and confident, the kind of smile that didn’t quite reach the eyes. “Forgive me. Alpha Lorenzo D’Amaris. But I choose to go by Mr. D’Amaris when it is amongst humans.”

I state irritatingly wondering who could be disrupting our conversation. One of the maids walked in, "Alpha" "Yes?" "The Luna is awake."

“ Is that what you think I’m doing? “ He asked as he swirled his drink before taking a sip. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion wondering what he was getting at. “ Take a drink, my dear, “ he said. Despite the term of endearment, he had used, I knew he mean it as an order. Everyone, even Nikolai, knew not to take his orders lightly. He was the most powerful don in Italy after all. I sipped a little of the sour liquid and grimaced when it touched my tongue. Still, I forced myself to swallow it. The fire that burned in my throat was almost unbearable. I coughed uncontrollably making him laugh, I gave him the middle finger and drank the water on the table. “ If it was another person, I would ha

Tokyo, Japan – The Crimson Lotus Hidden Headquarters Renjiro Takahashi sat motionless on his cold throne, his lifeless eyes staring at the wall in front of him. In his hand, a small glass of sake, gripped tightly—but he didn’t even bother to take a sip. It had been six years since his son was murdered before his very eyes. Six years since he lost everything that mattered. Kei Takahashi had been his one true heir—the only hope for The Crimson Lotus. And Antonio had taken him away without hesitation, without mercy.

My name is Towa. Towa wears an attire that seems like a sailor uniform one piece at Japan but with a bit of modification here and there along with a blue shoe and black sock. She also wears a blue beret and a black ribbon on her head and. She has short light brown hair that reaches her neck and green eyes. She also carries a brown backpack at her back. (AN: https://alicesoft.fandom.com/wiki/Towa?file=Towa-portrait.png her image in case you're wondering) Issei - ...Issei Hyoudou.

"I'm sorry for disturbing you two. Adam and I didn't think that Higan would have company today." I shook my head. "You didn't disturb anything so, don't apologize." She gave me a soft smile and handed Adam his food. "You guys spend a lot of time together, huh?" "Sort of." Adam snorted. "I doubt that because Higan's International COD Saturday was turned into Jamie Saturday. Not that I'm complaining. You two look good together." "We're just friends," I mumbled. "Friends who-" his words were cut off by Nat shoving a piece of sushi into his mouth.

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

shouted he angrily to the landlord. “My lord, it is Chôbei, the chief of the Otokodate,” answered the man, trembling. Jiurozayémon at once suspected that Chôbei was doing this to insult him; so he sat down by the side of the sleeping man, and lighting his pipe began to smoke. When he had finished his pipe, he emptied the burning ashes into Chôbei's navel; but Chôbei, patiently bearing the pain, still feigned sleep. Ten times did Jiurozayémon fill his pipe, and ten times he shook out the burning ashes on to Chôbei's navel; but he neither stirred nor spoke. Then Jiurozayémon, astonished at his fortitude, shook him, and roused him, saying-

“Silly me.” ”Are you a gargoyle?” I asked stupidly. It snapped its beaked angrily at me and I squeaked as I walked away as far as possible from the angry little figurine owl. “Don’t you dare compare me to those ugly gray beasts!” it flew towards the near table across from where I was, flawlessly and silently. “I, stupid human, am a beautiful figurine made from the best and biggest redwood tree.” I racked my brain for the term of a magical figurine that moves. I snap my fingers, pointing at it. “You’re a shabti!”

she gasped. Thing is, while she had seen a picture before, her mind was still completely blown when she saw the building that was Ricardo DiSanto's place of residence in real life. Astrodomo de DiSanto, the locals called it; and an apt name too because the building was actually a large glass dome in the sky, vividly reflecting the red hue of the setting sun on the ground like something out of a sci-fi movie.