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She bit her lip hard and kept her eyes on the papers. Leo sucked her clit between his lips and flicked his tongue fast. Her thighs began to shake around his head. Pleasure tightened in her core. She gripped his curls tighter and rocked her hips forward, grinding against his mouth. Juices ran down his chin and dripped onto the carpet under the table. The scent of her arousal filled the small space. She flipped to the next page of depositions. Her breathing came faster now. Leo slid two fingers inside her while his mouth stayed locked on her clit. He curled them upward and stroked the sensitive spot along her front wall. Valentina’s free hand clenched into a fist on the table. Her knuckles tur

and with these words Sanza flourished his naked sword. “Nay, Sir Sanza,” replied the other, anxious by a soft answer to turn away his wrath; “I am innocent of this deed. Waste not your valor on so poor a cause.” “Lying knave!” said Sanza; “think not that you can impose upon me. I know your treacherous heart;” and, rushing upon Umanojô, he cut him on the forehead so that he fell in agony upon the sand.

Terms and conditions Sharp and emotionless the contract on the table was immaculately written in black ink on white paper. The difference between Sophia and being saved or disaster was a few signatures. Just as he did in every boardroom, Adrian kept a close eye on her. As composed as ever he stated It's all standard. “We tie the knot. We pretend to be married. And we leave without any problems after a year. “ When Sophia saw the contract her eyes remained fixed. “And what happens if one of us violates the rules?”

" His voice echoed like a blade. My pulse spikes. I try to pull away. He doesn't let me. “It's nothing,” I say. Lie. He sways more and more. “Please don’t deceive me.”. Despite my heart-pounding shiver, I still managed to laugh with great force. “You have no right to demand the truth from me, Ethan.” He sighed. When you keep your own secrets, it's not possible. His jaw flexes. His speech emits a flickering light, leaving it unreadable.

Again. I wrapped my arms around myself, pressing my palms to my elbows like I could hold my resolve together. Except it wasn’t resolve I was feeling anymore, it was dread. To distract myself, I reached for my phone and opened the news. I shouldn’t have. The media was a frenzy, each headline sharper than the last: “Heiress Sera Voss Exposed as a Cheat--Secret Affair with Brother-in-law Julian Blackwood.” “Catherine Voss Implicated in Fraud Scheme--Millions Missing.”

Lighting, height, build, posture, it all aligns perfectly with my silhouette. Fake. But convincing enough to ruin me. My chest tightens as I continue flipping through the file. Transaction logs follow. Large sums of currency transferred through hidden channels. Orders for restricted magical artifacts. Weapon shipments signed under falsified codes that could easily be traced back to my territory. Deleted records partially recovered through arcane reconstruction. Whoever fabricated this didn’t rush it. They built it carefully. Patiently. Like a masterpiece of deception. “This is falsified,” I say forcing steel into my voice.

The man pricked their palms then returned to the shadows. “High Alphas Moonraiser and Wolfham,” Keverow drawled, amused by something. “We have taken your blood and cast the spell on truth on you. If you lie to us, you will become violently ill and we will know that you are lying. Do you agree to tell the whole truth or receive the consequences?” “I agree,” Maximus said before Kairos grunted in agreement as well. “Very well,” Keverow adjusted the papers on her desk. “The student representative is free to question the new witnesses one by one.”

"Here's two million. Once you get the Divine Doctor to treat my mother and Vivien, I'll add another three million." Five million was undoubtedly a substantial sum for Julia and Conrad, who had been cast aside. Thus, Carter assumed Julia would accept it readily, but things didn't proceed as smoothly as he had anticipated. "Take your money. I won't agree," Julia refused, her expression remaining impassive. "Why?" Carter asked, his disbelief evident. "Because Vivien's illness is fake. Although the Divine Doctor is skilled, they can't cure someone who's deliberately pretending to be sick," Julia explained.

The meaning. The vow. Without hesitation, she took the needle and did the same. It stung. But she welcomed the pain; it made everything feel real. He offered her the pen. They signed together beneath a single clause: **No betrayal. No secrets. War or peace, we stand as one.** The words seemed to shimmer as the ink dried; part vow, part spell. Damien reached out and touched her cheek. "You didn’t have to do this”, She held his hand to her skin. "I did. Because if I lose you now... I lose myself”,

It was enough to help me resist the urge not to kill them both. “I’ll do anything,” he was saying. “I’m still investigating if you’re worth investing in. Maybe I should look into your wife well, seeing she’s the face of the company. She’s probably cheating as well, I don’t expect less.” “Please, trust me just this once,” he said, sweating profusely despite being in a well air conditioned room. He wiped his face with a handkerchief. “It was just a one-time thing, just a harmless fling, I swear. I promise you, Carter Cosmetics is worth investing in,” he continued, looking exasperated.