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i paid a small fortune for docter archum's work yet the bastard came here to sell it to petrovic even though i bought it already plus getting petrovic's empire is a nice bunus too". He said " so your just gonna kill me" i asked i needed to stall to think of something through the blood rushing through my head" Luke shakes his head " what kind of sick fuck do you take me for i wouldn't kill someone i have history with but them though" he gestures at the crocodiles.

“Why should I agree to this?” “Your reputation is at stake, Christian Walker. And if you can just put your hate for me aside for a second, I can help you fix everything.” “Okay.” I doubled back so fast that I almost got whiplash. I knew that I put everything in my pitch, but I really wasn’t expecting him to agree to it. “Okay?” “Keep in mind that we’re only doing this to get rid of all the nasty gossip. Don't get any wrong ideas.”

He walked around and looked for the exact location. Kenji finally found them but he saw that scene where Maddie and two thugs already took her photos and now they wanted to rob her. “Hey, where’s your wallet or phone? Just give that to us.” That someone said. Maddie shook her head. “No! I won’t give it to you!” She then tried to stand up but she fell to the ground. She gaped and wanted to run away from the thugs.

“But how come? You’ve always hated me. Why were you hurt when I started dating Steven?” “Can't you see? Hate is the second strongest emotion to love. I only hated you because I loved you, because I couldn’t be with you.” What kind of crap show is this? I reached for the remote and changed it to a basketball game. Yes, this makes more sense. Sports, not stupid love dramas. Hate is masked as love. Ridiculous.

I said honestly "Stop caring about people too much." Christian suddenly said and that make me turn to him "That's why people hurt you, because you're too kind and too care towards people." He added "I don't care." I said "This is how I express my love towards people, sometimes I don't care if they hate me. I rather see them happy them being hurt. I tend to make myself hurt first before someone I love hurt." I added "Let's play 10 questions." He said and I nodded

“That’s not hate, babe. That's an obsession. I mean, seriously, he gets with your ex-wife and practically pampers Kaiden like he’s some fragile treasure? That’s not a vendetta. That’s… a twisted crush.” He shot me a dry look. “Don’t be ridiculous.” “I’m not,” I said, still grinning despite the pain. “You’re telling me he targets the people you love, the people you’ve touched, as if he’s trying to replace you—or worse, become you. That’s not hate. That’s infatuation dipped in rage.” He exhaled harshly, standing to pace for a moment before turning back toward me. “It’s hate, Sage. Pure and unfiltered. He wants me to suffer. He wants to destroy me.”

She closes the distance between us, her face inches from mine. “You think I want this?” she hisses, her voice low and dangerous. “You think I asked for this bond? I hate you. I hate everything about you. You killed my husband and you took everything from me.” I can’t help but grin at her anger. Good, let her hate me. I want her to; I need her to. “Then kill me,” I growl. “If you hate me so much, kill me and end this.” She shakes her head, her eyes narrowing. “I’m not giving you the easy way out. Not until I know what rejecting this bond will do to me and my pack. Not until I know what we’re dealing with. Until then, I invoke The Gallows Law.”

I had tried to help him, to guide him through his darkness, but after a few therapy sessions, I finally figured out who he really was when he confessed to me. I had tried to back off, to create distance, but I think it was too late; he was already in love with me. The realization had sent my heart racing, and I had told him politely that we couldn’t have a relationship. That’s when the nightmare truly began—he started stalking me, haunting me in the shadows of my life. I haven’t told anyone about this, only Sofia, because she’s the only one I trust. She’s always been there for me, a steady presence in the chaos.

A bitch and a bastard—what a perfect pair! This was my first time encountering someone this shameless. Theo stared at the bank transaction history on the table. He seemed determined when he looked up and said, "This is all my fault. Feel free to name any demands you have, I'll do what I can to make it up to you." What made him think that I wanted him to make it up for me? "I want custody of our two children." I continued, "And also the 800 thousand dollars in your account. I won't keep them for myself. I'll put it aside as the children's education fund. I don't want anything else."

I hated crying in front of him, hated looking weak, but I couldn’t stop it. Zade didn’t say anything. He just stood there, staring at me calmly, and then, before I could protest, he closed the distance between us and pulled me into his arms. "Let me go." I mumbled, weakly hitting his chest with my fists, but he didn’t let go. I hit him again, harder this time, but he didn’t flinch, "I hate you for keeping this from me!" I cried, my fists pounding against his chest with more force, but my strength was waning, "I hate you!"