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💔Hidden Scars💔 (😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱) By: Kã Mä Râ . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . #Season_2: ✨Episode 9✨ . . 💋Harley💋 I turn back and see him standing next to an all you can gift shop. He's not changed at all, only his hair have grown a little and he has a stubby beard right now.

That is his way of life. "That’s Carter Horaze Villaraza." Sancha said this while secretly pointing to a man next to Zeeve. He appears to be cold and intimidating! His hair was neatly cut, and his defined cheekbones and concrete jaw stood out while he chewed his food. “Auxel Ryder Gallego.” My gaze was drawn to the other guy next to Carter; he looks so fine with his scythe-shaped brows and sea rover-blue eyes that are noticeable even from a distance.

All of a sudden some bikers came forward from behind them and drove past me as they were now surrounding me with their bikes, roaring the engine to scare me. "I didn't know that cats are this clever to play with those kinds of toys."The Scar face said all of a sudden, getting into the conversation. Oh, I forget he speaks. He looks good when he keeps his mouth shut because whenever he speaks up it doesn't help at all. In fact his voice and presence sucks up your confidence leaving you stammering. "That shouldn't bother you." I said looking direct in his eyes but when he raised his bruised eyebrow at me,I started to blink several times and quickly diverted my gaze away from him.

Chapter 19: Memories "God gives us the ugliness so we don't take the beautiful things in life for granted." -Colleen Hoover, Ugly Love **************** Nate drove me straight to Skylar's. I jumped out of the car even before it came to a stop. It was already dark and I could just make out the outline of Skylar's and Aiden's bodies standing in the driveway. "Are you alright?" I asked, my voice breathless with worry.

I explained. But his look didn’t change. “I saw her too following you, Last night.” “It seems you’re misunderstanding something, Mr. Colbe.” I sighed deeply. “My wife and I had a… disagreement or more like a misunderstanding last night. I was looking for her and that woman followed forcing herself on me. She was my ex but she left. But trust me, I’m not cheating on her. Not now, not ever. My wife is amazing.” “Well, I will hold your word. Honestly speaking, I’m not really fond of hearing my business partner was a cheater. Because I am a man who loves his wife dearly,” Mr. Colbe said and patted my back.

I actually do not have much words to say but the fact remains that , I do not want you going out there to say trash about me , you already know what all the scandals are all about and I would really appreciate if you do not mess this up for me , beach if you do , I might not forgive you and those are not just mere words , I could make your life a living hell and you know that , just hold my hands and let me answer all the questions that s being thrown end at me , you are not in any position to answer question and you have to give the people a big smile to convince them that we are in good terms s , any stupid act from you I promise you girl , you wouldn’t want to spend a night in the same ho

The first stop at the dungeons was Scarlett’s cell. There was no way I would have known it was Scarlett’s cell if Killian didn’t say so with a chilling grin on his face. She was in wolf form and her wolf looked nothing like an Alpha wolf. Scars and fleas covered the wolf's body. Thin and emaciated, she looked more like a starved Omega wolf than a proud Alpha.

But the very next second, Andrew added, "And worse than pretty women are ugly ones. Ms. Driscoll, unfortunately, you give me the vibe of the latter." Scarlett froze where she stood, her expression turning ice cold. That bastard really had a death wish. Behind her stood a dozen top-tier fighters from the Driscoll family, and every one of them was stunned speechless. It was the first time in their lives that they had heard someone dare to call Scarlett ugly.

Scarlett said, "It's only been four. This wasn't like that bitch's style anyway. I always thought she was like a witch who wouldn't let go, determined to ruin everything." "It's okay," I assured her, reaching across the table to squeeze her hand. "She's not coming back. She can't hurt us anymore." Scarlett smiled, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. "You're right. I'm being dramatic. Occupational hazard of an influencer." We parted ways outside the restaurant, Scarlett climbing into an Uber bound for her SoHo apartment, me walking the few blocks to my building. The night air was crisp, hinting at the approaching autumn. I wrapped my light jacket tighter around me.

I suddenly saw my reflection in his arrogant eyes as nothing but a pitiful, stray mongrel he decided to give his leftover scraps to. Then, without further thought, he shoved me toward the door, meaning to tell me to get a cab back home instead. Just then, Eva suddenly ran over to us. "Mr. Garner! Ms. Castro—" While running toward me, she deliberately "failed" to stop herself and crashed right into me. A split second later, I felt her forcefully push me off the stairs so that I'd tumble all the way down to the ground. I bumped myself into several steps and even scraped and cut myself on them. Finally, I tumbled and landed with a heavy plop into a roadside ditch.