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If Liam was directly confronting him about it, then he had no reason to beat around the bush any longer. He nodded. “You got me. We fought,” he confessed in a low voice. “And who won?” “C’mon. All of you already know,” Dick replied with a sullen chuckle, “What’s the point of probing?” It was a confirmation as good as any. Dick lost to Zayn! Truly startling news. A few seconds later, another member asked, “How powerful is he, exactly?” Dick took a deep breath before answering with both solemness and wariness, “Literally unquantifiable.”

"We have Shadow Creek! And Uncle Marcus! And Auntie Zara! And all the warriors! And Daddy's pack too! That's lots of wolves! Why do we need the scary king?" "Because the bad wolves are the Council." I said it gently. "The most powerful organization in wolf society. And fighting them might not be enough." "So you're giving up." Luna's voice turned cold. "Choosing the easy way. Marrying someone you don't love because you're too scared to fight." "That's not fair." But was it untrue? Was I taking the easy way by accepting Dante's protection instead of fighting? "You always tell us to be brave." Aiden stood. "To face our fears. To not give up when things are hard. But Mommy, you're not being bra

Rowan acted like he didn't hear the condescension in his tone. However, I knew the truth. The "small project" Preston handed off would turn out to be a goldmine. It was the very thing that launched Rowan's company into the big leagues.

Muster zählten, auch unvollständige. Am fünften Abend nach dem Eintreffen der Akte teilten sie ein vorgeschriebenes Abendessen im formellen Speisesaal. Die Länge des Tisches wirkte absichtlich. Damien aß den größten Teil der Mahlzeit schweigend, bevor er die Gabel mit mehr Kraft als nötig absetzte. „Die jährliche Wohltätigkeitsgala der Carter Group findet in zwei Wochen statt“, sagte er. „Sie werden teilnehmen. Die Sitzordnung wurde neben mir arrangiert.“

Chapter 4 My fingers fly over the screen before I can second-guess it, scheduling a live stream for thirty minutes from now. The title is simple: "3 BIG DICKS. 1 USED SLUT. NO LIMITS." I don’t even flinch as I drop the link into my fan group chat, watching the notifications explode instantly. $500 already. $1,000. The numbers climb before I’ve even stood up.

The grand hall of Aethel Corp was shrouded in a cold magnificence. That evening, hundreds of crystal chandeliers reflected their dazzling light off the silk gowns and tailored designer suits worn by the world's most influential business leaders. Massive LED screens lined the walls, showcasing Aethel Corp's latest product—a revolutionary herbal weight-loss line poised to shake the international market. In the farthest corner of the last row, two men dressed in jet-black suits stood quietly among the sea of distinguished guests.

Nicole I froze, for a moment, I wondered if I had heard him correctly. David Lockwood, the untouchable billionaire. The man whose pride was as legendary as his wealth, the man who had never begged anyone for anything in his life was standing there, begging me to save his daughter.

"Biggest is getting overwhelmed. So far, no one has been able to beat Biggest in terms of combat, except for Hunter and members of B4." Hunter pensive and squinted. "Miller?" he whispered. "Who are you?"

"Do you not understand what I'm saying? I don't want my future child's father to end up in prison. What's a year or so for your mother's condition?" She jerked her arm free from my grip. Panic crept into my voice, raising it by a pitch. "You're the one who can't have children! You could go through a hundred men and still never get pregnant. Get the money back! It's your mother's cancer we're talking about! Your mother, Rosaline Darnell!" Already at the door, Lilibeth paused. She turned around slowly, a cold smile curling her lips. Her eyes brimmed with mockery.

CRYSTAL POV Okay! Hear me out. There’s something called a big dick, and then there’s DUNCAN’S DICK. Duncan Griffin was... Man, he was fuckin’ gifted. Hell, that man didn’t lack anything in all the departments. I have never really been a fan of giving head. Let me just say it was the least favorite thing to do in all of these sex wantons and shits; but seeing his little big guy in front of me, all veiny and angry and all ready to plow me till I forgot everything about life, I knew I was a goner.