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00Cassandra walked for a long time before opening the folder she had placed on the table. 00When he saw the last page, the landline on the table rang. 00He reached out to pick it up and put it beside his ear. 00"Mr. Jiang, I sent you an email, and we found that this person has appeared in Xinhai Act." 00Jiang Mohan opened the new email with a sliding mouse. The email was a photo. He knew this person, so he was very excited. 00It was never a secret to anyone who was at the level of kung fu.

“I told you not to do that!” He snapped pushing me into the janitor’s closet that had become our normal meeting place. “I’m the captain-” “I don’t care!” He spat. “You will do as told or else-” “Or else what Diego?” I challenged. “You will get yourself and your little friends killed.” When Sienna Leighton exposed and got the school’s golden boy expelled for fixing her polo team’s matches, didn’t just win herself the captaincy, she also put a target on her back from the mafia family running the betting ring. Now, their heir, Diego Morozov has transferred to her school and is in her team to make sure they don’t lose any more money thanks to the self-righteous princess. They hate ea

I'll see you at the penthouse tonight. I stared at the screen, my heart swelling with a fierce, intoxicating warmth that made the entire world feel entirely perfect. I pulled my history textbook closer, a genuine, happy smile breaking across my face as I began to read. The Council could try their worst, and the mafia could play their games, but as long as Vane was holding the board, I had absolutely nothing to worry about.

“A pet implies indulgence. Tricks for treats. I do not keep pets.” “What do you keep?” I ask. “Collections? Curiosities? Things that look better gagged?” He sets his glass down with gentle precision. The sound is so soft and polite that it takes me a second to register how final it is. “I keep what is mine.” Heat floods my face, rage-bright. “You can’t own people.” “You’re right.” He leans back, rolls his sleeves one more turn, exposing veins like roads across his forearms. “People own themselves until they make bargains they can’t afford.”

Mo Yuhan glanced at Tang Li as he asked "So, you own Royal Pearl?" Tang Li shook her head "Not only me but we three own it. We have started it together years ago.This place was our first accomplishment." Mo Yuhan's eyes turned soft when she said 'first accomplishment'.She has surely suffered a lot. How he wished he could find her sooner.

“You deserve nothing from me, ragazzo.” I froze. His voice was low. Controlled. But there was something under it, something I couldn’t quite place. “You think a few tears and a trembling lip will make me soft?” he continued, leaning forward. “You’re not here because I like you. You’re here because I own you.” My stomach clenched. God. I hated that word. Own. But I couldn't deny what I feel each time he says it. “You think I didn’t notice?” he said again. “That you enjoy every minute I spend with you like the little slut you are?”

'I offered myself to the devil to pay off a debt.' The moment the black car pulled up outside my apartment, I knew my life was no longer mine. My palms were damp. My throat was dry, but I didn’t hesitate. I opened the door and stepped in, trading freedom for survival. The man waiting for me inside didn’t smile. I could see him from inside his car, looking so unbothered. I almost peed my pants as I walked towards the car.

I yelled out in frustration “Relax Anya, Liam was rather reckless with some of his business dealings and hence lost alot of money, if i hadn’t burrowed him that much, maybe you would have had almost 20 people knocking at your door wanting to claim his properties” “What properties does he even have left when he owes half the state” i said sarcastically throwing my hand up in the air Kane chuckled as he stared at me intensely and I turned away. He sighed “It's a good thing you have me then” he said causing me to turned towards him

Gabe intervened, "here, Amara. We have no idea what it means or who wrote it." I studied the note. The handwriting looked oddly familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I translated the letter for Adrian, Gabe, and Lucian. "I never was a fan of the mafia. I always preferred working alone. But, I guess things change. Especially when you're after something priceless. Something that's always belonged to you. Lucian Moretti, you seem to be getting in the way of my plans, and I've had enough. These guns will help my team immensely. Getting my sweet najima back to me will only be a matter of time."

It was dangerous, like a blade wrapped in silk. He didn’t speak again, but he smiled. Not the kind that warmed you. No. It was the kind of smile that promised ruin. “She looks like a kitten who just wants to bite her master,” he said, the words dripping with possession. “3.5 Million? Anyone?” The bidder announced. “Going once, going twice! If there are no more bids-” The strange man kept his eyes on me, then, with agonizing calm, he raised his bidding card.