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Then, the screen surged back to life, but it wasn't showing the bikes. It was a grainy, high-angle shot of the Elders’ private sanctum. The audio hissed through the stadium speakers, amplified to a deafening volume. *"The Blackwood pack is a relic,"* the voice of Elder Vance boomed, clear and cold. *"They will lose this night. It has been engineered."* A collective gasp rippled through the crowd, a physical wave of sound. *"And what of the girl?"* a second voice asked—Elder Halloway. *"Maddison?"*

"These were designed specifically for you. A public representation of your status within the Vance family for formal occasions where your leather collar must remain concealed beneath high-society attire." Tears of overwhelming emotion gathered beneath my eyelashes, my hand rising to touch my throat. "They're breathtaking..." "And finally," Damian said, tapping the solid black metal card resting beside the velvet box. "This is a private, un-capped Black Card drawn directly from my personal line of credit. Your trust fund remains intact, but as my ward and my submissive, you will no longer worry about personal expenses, art supplies, clothes, or travel. Use it whenever and wherever you see fit

“There is something you need to see.” I looked at him. “What?” He walked toward another cabinet. He pulled out a small black box. My heart started racing. “What is that?” “Something your father kept.” He opened it. Inside was an old cassette recorder. Ethan frowned. “Seriously?” “What?” Adrian asked. “After everything we’ve been through, the villain still uses cassette tapes.” Adrian stared at him. “Ethan.” “What? I’m just saying.” I almost laughed. Almost. My grandfather inserted the cassette.

“Someone’s accessing it remotely.” “What?” He turned the monitor toward me. A line of text flashed across the screen in real time, like someone typing from the other side of the world. You shouldn’t have taken what wasn’t yours. The cursor blinked once. Twice. Then another line appeared. Tick, tock. Damien lunged for the keyboard, but before he could react, the laptop screen went black. The hum of the hard drive died. “Did we just get hacked?” I whispered. He stood, already pulling the flash drive out. “That wasn’t a hack. That was a message.”

Taji used his gold dust to speed up, so he could get a better look at what they were seeing. “Shit, we need to hurry up, those are black dragons. If they are here that means they have located the Trifecta. We can't let them take the boys we need to help them.” Taji said calling his sword. “Wait what is a Trifecta, and black dragons have been extinct for thousands of years.” Buttercup said following Taji's lead. She was confused by what she was hearing. First Leprechauns and now the appearance of black dragons both sighting could mean the end for all supernaturals on earth. Buttercup thought as she followed Taj, she knew Taji wasn't telling her everything. She knew him and knew when he was ly

Look under the newspaper. Stacey looked at the slim black box, tied up with red ribbon. It would be chocolates, or a nightie, she thought, trying not to show her disappointment. But when she parted the layers of black tissue paper, she blinked in surprise. The pink rubber object was obviously some kind of sex toy. Slim straps were attached to the sturdy phallus and there was a strange appendage sticking out at a right-angle from the base of the shaft. She touched the oddly shaped wand. It was flat along one side and flexible..

- He opened his lips and then compressed them in understanding. _______ I'm sorry Blacke, is she better? - He questioned now with an air of seriousness. _______ I prefer not to talk about it... - She shook her head and didn't utter a word - Do you have a mission for me? _______ Yes, she will be responsible for supporting and helping a girl who is competing for the Diamond crown .. - Her voice became thinner and sickening, her expression was one of nausea, however I held her shoulders, Luci widened their irises staring at mine without understanding that sudden approach.

A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in. Damon Blackwood, as in Black Empire Blackwood. The self made billionaire, that's impossi- I quickly slid my hand into his, realising I had left him hanging. Bad first impression Jasmine! You idiot!! I mentally scolded myself, I needed this job. Don't fuck it up! Don't fuck it up! I played those words in my head like a song on repeat. 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 Her skin felt like velvet against mine. I had to resist the urge to take her hands to my lips to kiss them and appreciate her effortless beauty.

chuckles "Damn! I'm excited to watch" I pursed my lips and narrowed my eyes and look at Gordon who's seriously looking at me. Confusion is visible in my eyes but I didn't utter a word. "Tsk, you'll be a button for tonight Silviso," Vicenzo said that suddenly change the atmosphere between the two of them. Why are they talking about things that I wasn't familiar with? "Young lady" Gordon whispers but I shake my head and remain my gaze on the two. I saw Vicenzo handed him something. It was a small black envelope with a logo that was not familiar to me. Calcifer open it and his face went serious nodding his head.

My heart skips a beat when I see him holding a card with the number 1508. The lady is still looking at me with her shy eyes. I feel bad for doing this to her, but I have no choice. I smile, “It was very nice to meet you— Jocelyn.” I read her name tag. “I hope you will get a good rest.” She giggles, “What’s your name miss?” I was about to answer when the Black Tiger shot me a death glare. I don’t have a name anymore. “Well hum, I’m Diamond.” I lie.