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Chapter 62 Juliet wasn't bothered if Nikolas would come to know about her. “What's the worst that could happen, Fredrick? He will know I am alive and will come to kill me. In a way it's a liberation for all the injustice I have done to him. Let him go on.” Before Fredrick could respond Savannah stopped her. She had already reached the penthouse with her luggage. “Fredrick, Juliet will talk to you later.” She snatched the phone from her hand and disconnected the call.

"Where’s Julia? We need her cooperation on something." The men glanced at each other. Noah stepped forward. "Colonel Grant, Miss Summers twisted her ankle. She’s inside, getting treatment." Marcus didn’t wait. He shoved the door open and strode in. "Marcus!" Julia, her ankle freshly bandaged, turned her head at the sound. Her eyes lit up. "You came!" However, Marcus’s fists clenched tight at his sides, his gaze glacial. "Julia, answer me. Did you know Clara’s father had died?"

Yubi Trey and I sit at the long table in the living room, the folder of Abel’s prison documents spread out in front of us. Michael has just stepped out to make some calls, leaving us alone with our thoughts, our frustration, and the faint, dangerous pull between us that neither of us wants to admit.

Usually she would be outside by now having a fun time with Miguel but I couldn't find her anywhere. She was nowhere in sight. I sighed and continued walking. Maybe this was for the best, because I couldn't trust that I wouldn't do something I wasn't supposed to do if I set my eyes on her right now. I got out and walked to the car. Gabby opened the passenger door and I got in. “To the capital” I said the moment he sat in the driver's seat. He gave a short nod and started the engine. He drove out of the mansion and we were on our way to the capital.

Julia jumped in again, "but if you're gay or would otherwise prefer me not to, I'll understand. Would you like me to begin?" Julia pointed to his swollen organ. He finally nodded and Julia removed his erection from the confines of his pants and started sucking him. Evelyn was done wiping herself and I whispered to her I would need to fuck her soon. Her eyes were shining when she nodded. She stretched up to kiss me and I stroked her as we watched Julia fellate Ricardo.

“She’s hosting a charity gala tomorrow night. Trying to save her father’s botanical gardens from foreclosure. Perfect opportunity.” Julian’s claws dug into the floor, leaving marks that would take weeks to repair. He thought of six months. He thought of fire burning through his veins. He thought of a girl with violet eyes who didn’t even know she was already dying. “I’m going in tomorrow,” Julian said quietly. “But not as myself.” He hung up before Silas could respond. Outside, Veridian City glittered like a jewel in a dead man’s teeth. Somewhere in those glass towers and rain-slicked streets, Elara Vance was sleeping, unaware that her salvation was also her executioner.

Chapter – The Big 7 VICKY. I took a deep breath and pushed my emotions aside. Whatever happened with Rue was going to stay buried for now. I wasn’t going to let it distract me. I turned to Julia and forced a smile. “Let’s forget anything just happened, yeah? Tell me why you came. You said you had good news.” Her eyes lit up immediately. “Oh my God, yes! Vick, you’re trending!” I blinked. “Huh?”

Even though there was no tangible proof, it was obvious to the perception eye, that Ryder and Rita, his older sister, were constantly at war. Victoria didn’t want to get caught up in any family drama. Especially that of rich people. What if Ryder was secretly in the mafia? She already had for too much on her plate, than to worry she’d get kidnapped by some rival gang. Julie nodded. “There you have it. Two opinions against zero.” She spun around, and headed out of the bathroom. “I’ll be going to my room to focus on my new book. I just had a stroke of inspiration.” She pointed at Victoria. “While you get dressed and go turn down Mr. Billionaire.”

Now I was going home, wondering if I had married the man who knew more about my brother’s death than he had ever admitted. Diggory walked me all the way to my car and waited until I unlocked the door. Before I got in, he looked at me seriously. “Be careful, Juliana. And don’t let Edris know about any of this yet.” I nodded and hugged my handbag closer to myself. “I won’t.” He gave me a small smile. “Call me if you need me.” I got into the car and looked at him through the open window. “Thank you, Diggory.” He nodded. “Stay safe.” I waved before driving away, but my mind was still stuck on the picture he’d shown me.

My voice came out whiny but I couldn’t help it. Inside my mind raced with dirty flashes of Fred bending me over the kitchen counter later his thick cock stretching me open while mom was out pretending this was all for our future. My thighs pressed together trying to ease the growing ache but it only made it worse. Fred chuckled low, standing up and adjusting his pants in a way that drew my eyes right to the front where I swore I saw a hint of something heavy. “I’m heading out anyway Julia. Let me give you a ride. No need for all this back and forth. It's on my way.”