WARNING: Sexual Content --------------------------- Ellen made a thoughtful face. “I wonder who is the friend. Maybe Emil. I miss that idiot; he is always busy now. I blame you, Ada.” “Emil?” Arsen asked with not so sweet voice anymore. “Ada’s Beta,” Damien almost growled. Young women exchanged a glance not oblivious to men’s reactions. “And I don’t worry about a jealous friend, I am expecting some scandal once my mate’s identity is public.” Arsen’s cup was filled with love, content, a relocation or moving into a new house, a money bag, and… a coffin. No explanation of the symbol was needed. A close person to Arsen would die in near future. Ellen clutched his hand tightly. When it was Damien’s turn, he pushed his cup towards Ada. She took it half-heartedly. She didn’t want to know his future, didn’t want to be the one telling him things she saw. Was she afraid to find no trace of herself in that cup? Or she didn’t want
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