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THE MAN IN YELLOW

This place is not an ordinary place, considering this tv station is one of the biggest tv stations in the country. "Four eyes, you're five minutes late!" Said a man with a gloomy face walking up to the two women while carrying several sheets of paper in his hand. His eyes were not friendly at all, even looked tired like someone who rarely sleeps. His black hair was cut undercut with his signature parted bangs, his steel gray eyes were piercing into the object he was looking at. But if you look around, this tired looking man is actually quite handsome too.

Before she could recover, I held my phone out in front of her. "Sorry, this just popped up on my phone. I think you should see it." On the screen was a trending headline that had just broken: [Entrepreneur Samantha Fisher's eldest son, Bruce Hardman, meets a supermodel in the early hours; the two passionately kiss and enter a hotel.] Below it was a secretly filmed video. The timestamp showed it was from last night—after he had taken Sophie into the hotel and stayed for three hours, he came out and went straight to his second rendezvous of the night.

This men in black is acting strange this time, but the way they remember the previous night, they couldn't stop the shaken of their heart. “We...” the one so good-looking is shaken. He want to shout the frustration, but only gritted as the electrified sensation cause his body to flip and flop. The other can only sigh the bitterness. Wether they lose their life together or what is not the desirable outcome. It may also affect the might of the moonless pack! “So he's not available,” the woman said, causing the men in black to shake violently. “Again, he must be insane!” The room isn't that wide, and they barely have the space to breath. The heat slowly arisen, and they are powerless in this wo

The man in the limelight sat in the middle without caring for what was going on around him as he continued to sip on his wine. Soon, Guston's guards came to wispper something into his ears. He looked at the man beside him and smirked.

Many were getting maimed or slaughtered by older, battle hardy males who were hoarding females. I was never worried about being hoarded by such males. Nobody wanted to square off with Remus. He had even frightened the two friends I had made into staying back. Kita would then speak to me through the woodline, under scrutinizing glare of Remus. Remus had never favored Kita, who was a rogue male. Kita was female crazy and eccentric. Too full of life and not enough of sense, Remus would say.

the man says. “You could have been torn into pieces.” “But what are they doing? Aren't they Navy forces? Shouldn't they be supposed to save us?” demands I, brows raising. “They are not part of the navy or any government armed forces. They're watchmen. They're here to watch and eliminate those who are not killed to prevent anyone from escaping. They want to be sure that this place and the immorals they are doing remains a secret,” he responds. “How long have you been here?”

she smirks and walks away with her little minion like she just successfully broke a happy marriage. I cover my hand over my mouth laughing, is that piece of information supposed to make me heart broken? "You have to be careful with who you talk to" Nathan's voice startles me. "Stay with me and I would show you who you shouldn't talk to" He picks up a champagne glass. "Your family is quite... Different" I remark and he laughs. "I know, they're all leeches" he takes a sip of his drink. "That woman on red right there" he gestures at the woman with his eyes "-is a no go for you okay?"

Now it’s stronger, and he looks scarier; feels more terrifying. Two men, whose backs are turned to her, bow to the alpha. The one by his right is dressed in a velvety wine-colored suit, while the one by his left looks rough around the edges, his whole attire made of black and brown leather. The shrieks and whispers continue in the background, especially from the women. “They’re here! The alpha’s brothers are back! The pack’s ambassador and the pack’s delight are here. Moon’s Wrath’s powerful trinity are finally together!”

I watch Dawn as she walks over to the entrance to open the door, and I hear the men’s voices wafting toward us as both anticipation and worry settle in my chest. They step into the living room shortly after, casually dressed in black slacks and fitted polo shirts one in deep green, the other in royal blue each color perfectly matching their eyes. Their Italian suede loafers complete their fashion statement reminding me that these Men, My men are no ordinary men. They're are not only successful in their various fields but they are also rich and freaking powerful. I have to mentally remind myself to “Focus we have an issue at hand “.