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, I replied honestly. Yeah Blue Architects is mine!! I'll get it back no matter what!!! I don't want others things ,I want what is mine because it's mine from the first place. Love ❤️❤️ moniagnes

"On a Friday afternoon?" The last remnants of tension dissolve as I laugh at his disgusted look. "Yeah, I know, but they're from out of state, and this was the only time they had available. It probably won't take more than an hour-" "Well, if you're up to it, swing by O'Toole's afterward. I'm sure we'll be there for a while." I turn the offer over in my head. "Maybe I will." His smile grows wider, revealing a row of straight white teeth.

Who do these old hags think they are? He asked angrily all over again, they were crazy if they think he would just back out like that they will have to think again, at this rate he wouldn't with the governor of the state himself, he didn't care just how long it will take him to meet with him himself, he needed to know it he really looked at his proposal and gave it a reject without thinking of thousands of unemployed people that opening the mine will help not to talk of the economic value it will have, if the president and his advisor really saw these and decided to still not approve then he was going to look for another option in another country, their loss not his.

He was about to say something, so he couldn't say anything. "Don't panic or think too much when you encounter something." At this time, Jones Henry spoke again. "If we messed up and were nervous, even if they had no purpose, they would be suspicious inadvertently. First of all, we have to make sure that nothing happened here and we should believe it ourselves. "They came here only because of our application. The Blood Soul Profound Mine has been exhausted and can no longer be exploited. So we ask the Upper Sect to come and check it out."

“Yes, Liz, I needed it urgently. I'll tell you later. But first, I'll tell you what I have between my chest and my back that makes me uncomfortable—that makes me feel like I'm splitting in two. ” “It's that the teacher is going to break you in two this weekend.” “You saw that in the Muzo mine there was a landslide; that was on TV.” “Your mines, Ximena; you have to say my emerald's mines.” “The mines belong to the government; my company simply has the concession to exploit them; my father got the administration; that's why I have to take care of them; besides, my disgusting uncle created many problems with the community, things that I have had to cure; now this accident makes everything worse

Then the pieces began to fall into place so quickly it made my head spin. “And we have one,” I said slowly, my voice rising with realization. “No… not just one. A mine.” My eyes widened. “There’s a Geira mine near the lake. It’s in the older records—restricted files. I catalogued them last month.” Damon nodded once. “Exactly.” A strange mix of disbelief and adrenaline surged through me. “So… we use that?” “As leverage,” he confirmed. “We offer access to the mine in exchange for their help.”

I looked up into his face — this face that had no business existing, sharp jaw, dark eyes burning into mine — and I refused to be the first one to look away. "Correction." His voice was quiet enough that it lived only between us. "You are mine. Only mine. No one else gets to claim you. No one else gets to touch you. No one else gets to even look at you the way I do." He didn't blink. "Be a good girl, Rose. And I will burn the entire world down and hand you the ashes." The silence stretched tight between us. Then I lifted my chin. "Fine." His eyes narrowed slightly.

"You are only 5 years older than me, James, stop acting so old." "5 years is a lot of time, Lancaster." "Suree.. " James pinched the spot between his brows, and took a deep breath. " You know what? I'm done having this conversation with you, Lancaster. Mr Larkin is busy in his office with someone, you can come back next time, or preferably, never at all. "

“You’re doing this!” I nodded, my heart racing. “I don’t fully understand it yet, but… I can feel it. I can use it. But I have to be careful. Too much, and I might… I don’t know… burn myself out.” Timothy exhaled sharply, placing his hand lightly on my back. “Then we pace it together. We’ll get through this.”

*** We lay wrapped onto each other as the horizon lightened. The sun peeked , casting a soft, golden light over us. We still lay entwined, our bodies glistening with sweat, our breaths slowing as we came down from our emotional and physical high.“Lea,” I whispered, my voice filled with emotion. “I promise you, we’ll make this work. We’ll find a way.”