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CHAPTER 65. AT HER MERCY

RYDER

I woke up at dawn and found myself lying on the cold floor of my balcony. I reeked of alcohol, and my head hurts from the crying and how much drink I had.

I could easily take the pains away with my powers, but I didn't do it. I let the pains be, as they made me feel alive in an odd way.

I got into the bathroom and had a quick shower. Darius showed up and picked out my outfit, I didn't say a word to him. We just did our thing in awkward silence.

We headed to the meeting hall and went over a few things about the estate project, just the two of us. Tiffany showed up later with a list of potential human investors for the project. We spent hours giving each of them a call and going over the details of the project with them. It was until noon that we got done with it.

“Finally, we're done with this. I'm fucking exhausted,“ Darius groaned, stretching out his limbs. It was just the three of us, the other warlords were still in the pack house.

“Yeah, me too,”