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That creeping feelingThe edges of my muscles tingled as she made her way into the private room. my heart couldn't stop longing for a touch, to taste what was beneath those tight cocktail slit that was just above her thigh, enough to reveal all that was there. This bitch really got me all turned on, I cursed in my subconsciousness, biting the inner part of my lips, my desire intensified, my cock hardened.This wasn’t the plan. I didn’t bring her into my chambers for this! How could I have been so shallow, even for a second, to think I could withstand the hot figure beneath the dress? My thoughts broadened, but deep down, I kept cursing myself, continually throwing darts at my conscience, watching her approach seductively towards the luxurious bed situated near the left side of the window. The room was large, and with every step she took, my desire for her grew. She was really a trained slut and was just playing games with my heart and emotions. My gaze never left that curvy, seductiv
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That can't be true!Celine’s pov"Jess, girl, you look insanely hot—more beautiful than I ever imagined. I mean, you've changed so much," Evelyn praised, her hands moving quickly from my face to my shoulders in a split second. "To think I underestimated your looks over the video calls. It's just not adding up," she exclaimed, surprise spreading across her face."Evelyn, stop. You’re making me blush already," I said, shrugging a bit to free myself from her touch. She was just a friend, though she could be dramatic at times. "How can you say I look prettier than before? Haven’t I been communicating with you all along?"She groaned, forcing a frown. Was she serious now? Or had she really pulled me all the way from Italy for this?“You're not serious with this crummy makeup and stunt, are you?” I asked, knowing she wouldn’t stand a chance if I turned the tables on her."Now tell me, aren't you looking gorgeous too? Or haven't you noticed quite a difference in your appearance?" I teased. A
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My son, Harry!“What a small world,” she muttered.“Yes, indeed,” I said, lost in thought, my gaze fixed on an unidentified object, staring at nothing specific. It was as if my mind had numbed while I pictured the shocking scenario.“That's not all, girl.” Her voice snapped me back to reality, and my heart was on high alert, racing faster than a roller coaster. “Rumor has it that Anderson had a secret business deal with Jack. You remember Jack?” I nodded, still struck dumb by the news.“Yes, him. Jack was actually the one who initiated the sale to Anderson,” she said.“What?” It was a revelation that hit me hard. To think that Jack had slipped out of my mind all these years was unsettling. I couldn't comprehend or make sense of the scenario—Jack, Anderson, initiating the sale—it didn’t add up.If Jack initiated the sale of the company, it meant there was more hidden behind the scenes than anyone could see. It meant he might have had a hand in what happened years ago or was somehow con
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Open controntationHarry's POV“And where the heck did you take them?” I yelled tenaciously, pointing my slender fingers at him, my heart racing like a roller coaster.He narrowed his gaze at me, a frown creasing his face as he took one more step toward me, closing the space between us. “I should be the one asking the questions, not the other way around. Or have you come to tell stories?” he spat, his brows furrowed.It felt like a thunderous slap to my face. The air around me suddenly became tense, like I was in a steaming furnace. My skin crawled. Jack isn’t playing with me, is he?“Don’t try to pull a fast one on me, man. I know your schemes—yes, I really do know,” I paused, my eyes scanning him. I doubted if I could spare one more minute without getting physical.“You're joking,” he muttered. I could sense his heartbeat now, pounding harder by the second. His eyes grew darker, fueled with rage. His forehead seemed to grow as we both stared intensely at each other.“I spared you
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Never accepting DefeatLocked in the spot for who knows how long, my eyes grew even darker, and so did his. Our rage accelerated with every passing minute. I knew I was doing what was right. It was best to end the shreds one at a time, pointing and hitting the nail on its head. It had been a long, long struggle and would only end with bloodshed. I had taken enough already—enough of the guts, stunts, misery, and public showdown that had eaten deep into my spine. Shredding my heart every passing minute, like a strong wave of obsession, piercing deep into my soul.A smirk spread across his face, replacing the dread and horror within his heart. I miserably felt sick, unable to comprehend the sudden shift. The hurricane intensified, burning like lightning in my heart, like a lightning bolt.In my peripheral vision, I saw the guards, each surrounded, pointing guns at each other. Everything was about to go down the drain. All the years of labor and struggle—how painful that after all these y
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RuinedJack’s pov“I will also prove to you that I am far ahead of you, faster than you can even imagine,” he exclaimed, his features etched with more confidence and certainty than I could comprehend. I thought this fool of a man, standing right in front of me, would just give up and bid me farewell, greeting my parents and loved ones, especially Emma—over there in the afterlife. But he was so confident in his stunts that my heart only quickened, a string pulling across my spine, sending shivers throughout. My limbs were growing feeble but I shrugged it off, putting up again.I wasn’t going to let his words affect me, never. I was strong, resolute in my heart—stronger than I had ever been. Harry had nothing over me; I had always had the upper hand, the master of the jungle, weaving my strategies of attack and defense. Was I going to let his empty words get to me? No, not a chance, not now nor ever.“I doubt you’ll do anything,” I sneered, my expression fixed and unchanged. My heart ti
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Bang!Harry’s POVI was sure I was getting to him, deep down in his hardened heart, like a spear shredding that single organ into tiny little pieces, feeding it to him so he could taste how it felt. The delight that another person who had once navigated your suffering was now going through the same ordeal was overwhelming.I felt satisfied, for not giving up on myself, even after feeling defeated and vulnerable to him. He was way stronger than I was and connected to a more dreaded mafia group, but one thing was certain,I had him playing at the mercy of my smartness. However, I had no clue what I was really saying or doing. I had never plotted anything over the years, all because I was focused on protecting my family and enjoying the peace while he was gone. I never saw this side of him coming. I thought he had gotten over all these fights already. I mean, it had been five good years since our last confrontation, and in my naive heart, I thought it was over. But never would I have thou
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The interviewCeline’s povThe camera zoomed in as I walked to the entrance of the hall, amidst the crowd scattered around the premises of the large auditorium. I couldn’t help but feel a pang in my heart, an overwhelming sense of accomplishment surging through me, like a rush of heavy spring rain.“Have a good day, Miss Emma Wood,” the security personnel greeted, a grin spreading across my face in a hearty welcome.“Here she comes,” the reporter announced, and all gazes shifted in my direction. My heartbeat suddenly accelerated, rising and falling in an instant. I was feeling a mix of nervousness and unease. The thought of having all eyes on me fueled my discomfort. But I needed to remain poised, perfect before their eager gaze.Starting a branch of the firm here in New York wasn’t difficult, especially with capable hands to ensure its success. Today, I was finally here for the grand opening, celebrated as the most successful and influential figure recognized globally. The butterflie
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The Unforseen I held her hands in pain as the other corps members rushed toward us. My gaze became blurry from the tears that clouded my eyes.“Ma'am, step aside,” the officer instructed, but I remained unmoved. I couldn't let go of her hands. Watching her lying motionless pricked a deep part of my heart, and I didn’t even notice if the guy was caught or not. Everything else felt irrelevant at that moment.He leaned in, turning her over slowly and placing his ear on her chest.“I think she’s still alive,” he muttered, and a sudden wave of relief washed over me.Soon, she was wheeled into the ambulance, and I followed suit. Once at the hospital, she was rushed into the emergency room while I waited impatiently in the waiting area, praying earnestly that nothing would happen to her.I stood there, lost in my thoughts of grief and anguish, when a hand rested on my shoulder, jolting me almost immediately. I turned to find Alloy standing close by.“Ma'am, I think you should calm down. She
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Moment of AgonyOnce freed, I ran as fast as I could while they pursued me. I knew the risk was higher now, but it was the least of my concerns at that moment. My heartbeat raced as I stumbled upon a door. Hurriedly, I opened it, only to find myself at the back of the suite where the cops were stationed. Just as one of the men chasing me fired a shot, the bullet struck the doorframe, creating a sharp cracking sound as I scrambled to the other side.“Drop your weapons!” the police announced. Oblivious to the ambush, the men chasing me ran straight into police custody. I heaved a sigh of relief, clutching my chest in an attempt to ease the tension building within me.“Damn, that was a freaky risk,” I muttered under my breath. I had no idea I could run as fast or as boldly as I just had. Once settled, I glanced around, only to realize something was amiss. I distinctly remembered hearing the leader give orders as I fled. He had been following me, but now he was nowhere to be seen. Somethi
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A Turn for The WorstMy heart raced drastically as I lifted my head to meet his gaze. Did he already sense that I had my eyes fixed on the dark-haired guy, apparently the leader who had just walked in? I thought to myself, but then the realization hit me hard: What if he’s part of the gang? I mean, judging from his appearance.I felt my stomach churn as I finally mustered the courage to reply.“What are you doing here?” I inquired, trying to mask my unease, which was clearly written on my features.He smirked. “Looking out for you,” he replied. I felt a little relieved and then a surge of anger.“Why can't you mind your business?” I asserted.“I can't mind my business while you’re still sitting here. Besides, I kept wondering why your supposed partner is taking so long to appear. Or were you just playing a fast one on me?” he questioned, smiling sheepishly.I tried so hard to hold back my anger, which was seething beneath the surface. It was glaringly obvious that he wasn’t part of th
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Dungeon Celine's POVWalking past the hallway, I gasped, holding my breath as I took in the surroundings. A tiny pang pulled at me, but then a surge of determination suddenly took hold of my being. I wasn't used to places like this, yet I snapped back to focus as I stepped into the lounge.“Ma'am, what do you need?” a waitress asked, walking toward me. I glanced around, taking in the sight of the place. It revealed a more intense environment, a mix of individuals. Some had a dreaded appearance, wearing rugged, torn jeans or disheveled suits. A few others, more decently dressed, were all engrossed in their activities and fun.I found an empty table at the other end of the hall, away from the cramped seats and the litter of bottles beneath many of the tables. “Just give me water,” I said curtly, and the waitress hurried off to fulfill my request. My heart raced wildly, but I knew I had to end all of this once and for all. The leader of this particular group controlled the other organiz
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ForbiddenQuickly brushing my hands off, a cool shiver ran down my spine. In a moment of clarity, I realized what had just happened, which jolted me. I reached for her hands, tapping gently, but there was no response.“Gosh, what have I done?”I hastily pulled away from her and stroked her hair, letting my fingers trail down the side of her neck. It was instantly cold, and I jerked backward in shock. My body broke into a cold sweat despite the chills running through me. This can’t be happening. No!“Mum!” I called to her, but there was no response. My body trembled slightly. I raised her hands gently, but they dropped slowly, and that was when the true reality struck me. No! No! What have I done? I slammed my hands hard on the couch, making a reverberating noise that echoed through the entire room. Amidst my worries and misery, I still realized that I had just done something I shouldn't have.“Mum!” I called again, my eyes fixed on her face, which was still innocent, her eyes slightly
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Her deathHarry's POV A surge of relief washed through me as I anticipated her call. I had sent her another gift just yesterday and hoped she had received it.Morning had already come, yet I hadn’t heard from her; not even a text. The earlier relief was gradually fading away. She was right to treat me the way she did; I had tried so hard to absorb that truth. Still, I couldn’t shake off the urge to go see Mum. She had given me false information about Dad’s death, but Louis had advised me to calm down before confronting her. That advice, however, had lingered long enough.It had been two days of intense worry and sorrow. Each time there was a glimmer of hope, it drowned in an ocean of grief and bitterness. I doubted if I could hold on any longer; I couldn’t heal unless I sorted things out quickly. I pulled my phone out of my breast pocket and hesitated for a moment before typing a text to Celine.Countless texts had been sent over the past few days, yet none received a reply. Still, I
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Another Battle?My heart wandered to what Sharon had said earlier, and I couldn't shake off the urgency I felt to meet her. She sounded too serious, and whatever important information she had to disclose, I knew it was related to the past. As much as I never wanted to revisit my past, I still needed to know what it was all about.I had the urge to call Evelyn, but I restrained myself. There was no need to burden her with my issues anymore. I tried to grasp sleep throughout the night as I awaited the morning, but all my efforts proved futile, and I was already giving up in frustration.I reached my hand to the head of the bed where my podcast device was. I tapped to play the popular music streaming on it, tuning it to a lower key and pitch before slumping back onto the bed. I carefully freed my mind from all worries, and soon, the music synced with my heart. Slowly, I closed my eyes, and soon, I drifted off to sleep.*****Sitting in this popular resort at the far-right end of the larg
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Intriguing SuspenseCeline’s POVMy heart shattered even more as I watched his reactions and flimsy flirting excuses, which he thought would win me over. I felt like I was losing it. He had taken something precious from me in the past, and as if that wasn’t enough, he still had to hide it from me; an act I despised so much.“I never want to see you near us again,” I cursed, looking intensely at his derailed expression, masked with even greater pain and hurt.“Please, for the…”“Just go,” Henry cut in, and he swallowed hard. I hated seeing my son angry, just as much as I felt the pain of a reopened wound. If my mum were alive, I wouldn’t have gone through the torment I endured. I doubted I would have faced the ridicule and humiliation his singular action caused me. Glaring at him, still crouched on the floor, I felt like strangling the life out of him for taking what was so precious and priceless to me, yet I tried so hard to restrain the urge.“Why are you still pleading? Take your di
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BrokenHarry's POVI felt a shiver run down my spine the moment she pointed to the diary on the floor. My heart skipped a beat; or thousands. I distinctly remembered tucking the diary into the shelves, so how did it end up here, on the floor in this room?"How did you get that?" I asked, the perplexed look on my face betraying my confusion.She scoffed, shooting me a deadly stare that set my entire body aflame. "You still have the nerve to ask that? Isn't it your handwriting on it? You're just so pathetic," Evelyn spat, and I winced."Just get out of here this minute!" Celine barked, and my heart sank even more. Her pained expression and the tears on her cheeks tugged at something inside me. I tried to reach for her, but Evelyn slapped my hand away, rolling her eyes derisively."Never try that again," she snapped. Celine said nothing, her head buried in her hands, her face a picture of intense disdain.I crouched low, dropping to my knees. "Please, I'm so sorry for whatever you saw in
