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he repeated, mentioning the cat's name. I know that deep inside his heart, he misses Tony and longs to see him again. Tony isn't just my cat alone, but also his. It was him that aided Tony and gave immediate medical care the first time that we first rescued the latter from the danger of the street. "Where is he? Can I see him? Will you allow me to see Tony again?" "Of course! The moment that we got him saved, he wasn't only mine but yours too. And yes, you can see him. I allow you. Actually, I brought him with me today."

said Tony, rancour springing up on his face. "Oh! You hate him... that so soon...," I exclaimed, almost running out of words. "I agree with Tony; the man is such an awful sight," supported Harriet. "What's even his name?" "Tiger. He is called Tiger Kamilio," I answered. "What! Tiger? Like the forest feline predator, eeh? See, he is here to devour us," claimed Tony. "And his second name sounds like that colour changing animal... what's it even called?" frained Harriet.

“You would be dying for a good cause, “ he gripped my hand tighter, pulling me closer. “If Nikolas finds out what you’re doing, I will kill you myself.” He let me go, and I instinctively clutched my wrist in pain. He got up from the table after tucking the document I gave him inside the jacket of his coat. “Go on, Antonio. I would like to talk to Viola about women's business.” He left with a huff, leaving me with Mother. “Guess who I saw at the Cartier store the other day?” She asked. Without waiting me to answer, she did it for me, “Aurora Mancini.”

“I think we should head to the bar now.” I steadied the box in my hands, brushing away my embarrassment. I was just simply caught by how he stared at me, trying to put a face on my voice. “Well this is a new face. I haven't seen you around before. New here?” We headed to the bar where I helped him offload the boxes. “Yeah, I just moved in recently. Can say the same about you. Haven't seen you around. I'm Camille.” “I’m Tony. I've been away on leave. I work here. Security,” well he did have the body for it. He was huge and in a really good kind of way. He kinda looked like a big grizzly bear with that innocent face.

"Tony is exceptional at everything." Lennox bursts into laughter. "Shut the hell up," I tell Lennox, trying to suppress a smile as I approach him and Blanca. "I'm serious," Blake tells Lennox, causing his laughter to fade. "Tony has never been below average at anything. Whenever he tries something new, he's practically a pro from the start." "It's like magic," Blanca states confidently. "He's a demon," Primrose chimes in. "One of those ugly ones that live in toad holes."

He grinned broadly when he saw Kate. “You are incredibly beautiful, Kate,” he said with admiration. “Thank you, Tony,” she grinned. “You don’t look bad yourself. You must have been a heartbreaker in your youth.” Tony chuckled shyly. “I wasn’t,” he said. “I was a bit timid in my younger years. I was a nerd.” Kate giggled. “I believe you. You’re too proper and nice to have broken anyone’s heart.” “You make me sound like an angel,” Tony protested playfully.

he whispered. "Oh my God... Cathe stood before he even sat down. "Tony?" Her voice trembled. "Why are the kids not with you? What happened?. Tony swallowed hard. He looked shaken. "Cathe...you need to sit." "No— I want to know. Where are they?" Tony forced the words out. They left with Smith. She frowned. "Smith? Who is that? Which Smith?" Tony stared at her. "The Smith, Cathe." He paused. "The billionaire. CEO of Hales company. I also heard he is the owner of this place."

Tony left his office a few minutes past five because he wanted to get home and prepare for the party he was invited to by Mr Clinton. Tony knew he had to dress up perfectly because Mr. Clinton was the type to invite many able men to his parties and different wealthy Mafia Lord and Don, Tony didn't want to appear anything less so he stopped by a fashion warehouse where almost all the latest Italian designs are and all the expensive and rear pairs of Paris newly designed outfits are. Tony was a usual customer at their place so they gave him special treatment as he entered their show house.

Catherine had always been looking forward to her free day as she either get to do her thesis or play detective and sometimes both but today she decided to find her brother Felipe as she have found a person to help her — big time. She went to Tacky’s apartment holding a brief case containing all the data that could help her find her brother Felipe. They went to the same room or which Catherine would love to call the “FBI” room as there was so much technology in there. Tacky is a computer engineer and a mystery nerd that she had met during a project in a general subject.

I know he does, but I want to hear it from him. “Yes, he does. His name is Lee Johnson. But Tony doesn’t always hang out with Lee. Tony has an issue with hookers and so he tends to be either in the brothels or out hunting. Lee, however, is always out hunting.” Well, he is in for a shock then. “Very well. I will go and see Tony. If I find out anything. I will let you know. Good day.” I say, turning and walking to the door. The smile leaving my lips. I won’t be telling him shit.