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Almeera managed to make a vampire shudder in horror with just a glance as if she was more terrifying than the mythological creature. “You… refuse to be touched? Though I offer incomparable pleasure, Damian," she said, again. ***

Clair walked around serving what was there to eat and instructing the servants to bring more wine. “I want today to be perfect, Dama. It has to, for only then will we have the opportunity to advance.” Dama couldn't agree more. She was pleased with the progress of her mistress, but deep down, she felt something. She wanted something of her own and not to serve her entire life. Like Flour, she has dreams of her own; she can't deny how wonderful it will feel to feel the glimmer of love and embrace of her mate, but with Clair, she doubts that will ever be a reality.

Her beauty was out of this world. She slowly catwalks towards the men, smiling softly. “Oh goodness, you’re so fucking beautiful”. Max gasped. Damien glared hard at him. “Uhmm I will wait in the car”. He laughed nervously. Damien starred as crystal as he felt his little man twisted in his trousers. He couldn’t even find any word to describe how amazing she was looking. Just the sight of her alone turns him on. Crystal bit her lips, as she stared down blushing.

I assured her, darting my eyes to Liam who let go of our mate understanding what I wanted to do. Danika stood right in front of her ex-mate, while he gaped at her. His jaw dropped to how stunningly beautiful she is now that she had fallen onto our hands. Not a single bruise on her. Her skin glowed like the goddess herself. Her hair dark as coal cascaded down her lovely breasts, which made him gulp. But the shock and amusement in his eyes were brief, quickly replaced by an anger that showed in the way his body trembled, glaring at her.

Her room is across them so he can see what she is doing. "Daemon, what's wrong?" The woman asked. Daemon pulled away from her and his eyes didn't leave Naera's body. Even though the dress is out of fashion, it didn't feel like it was out of place. "There is nothing wrong, it's just that..." Daemon looked at the woman he was with. "I think I need to do a rain check... Dom!" "Yes!" Dom went inside the room with a smile on his face. Dom is equally handsome but nothing like Daemon. He is the kind of handsome that is full of charms unlike Daemon is angelic-like but with fierceness. Daemon traced the woman's jawline with his index finger.

Her life would be so boring and her beauty will be wasted! So, it’s a no! “Wait, the—’’ She waved back at Macon once and said, "As usual, Samara will pay!" then walked towards the second floor. As she passes by, men are all smiling at her, those rich, handsome men, who want to dance and even hook up with her. She refused them even though they are boricans. Not now, she’s not in the mood to play with them. She’s more interested with the fact that Samara has visitors and take note, those are boys!

I believe it wasn't an understatement to say that I had had more than enough from those fuckers today. But to our shock, when Dante opened the door, it was a stunning woman stepping inside, her beauty shining from her like a tiara under the moonlight. She had long, flowing hair that framed her face perfectly, and her outfit hugged her curves in all the right places. “Hello, Dante,” she said sweetly, her voice dripping with false charm. “I’m here as your new concubine.” My heart dropped, and I felt the air leave my lungs. I stood frozen in place, my eyes darting between them.

Let's enjoy our new found love," Alma said as she glanced up at Damien seriously. Her voice was filled with determination and dedication. She wanted their relationship to work, and it had to takethe two of them, no third parties should be involved. Damien was amazed at how much Alma had grown. She wasn't the same girl who was happy over very simple things. Right now it seemed as though her life had been perfectly planned out and carefully thought. Everything about her was just so different and sophisticated. At times Damien wondered whether he was the perfect guy for her, her standards were just so high, added to her beauty that increased with each passing day, she was a real goddess. Howeve

Damian chuckled. Just when she turned the shower on, the door flew open and Damian walked in naked. The value from the water making him look like the god of seduction. Maya gulped as she stared down at his slightly hard cock. "Who was there?" Maya asked. "Someone unimportant," Damian replied and Maya instantly knew it was Amber. "Amber?" She asked but he didn’t reply.

Damien nodded lightly. "So…" one of them leaned closer, "who’s the new girl you’re seeing? We’ve heard rumors, but no one has seen a picture of her. Is she prettier?" At that, Damien smiled quietly, his mind flashing to Lyriel. But before he could respond, the doors to the hall opened. Gasps rose as Alondra walked in, her hand wrapped around Jerad’s arm. She was smiling, looking every bit like a queen stepping into her palace. Several men nearby couldn’t help but marvel at her beauty.