Elizabeth Jones
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Ring Ring Ring. Everyone's attention shifted to Justin when his phone suddenly rang. "Is that your girl?" Zelena asked, raising an eyebrow. The ringtones was clearly different. "Yeah, I gotta take this call, excuse me. He looked excited as he walked away from the group to find a private place. "I thought they broke up already?" One of the girls chimed in. "Yeah, apparently he got caught by the paparazzi with some Korean actress," Zelena shook her head disapprovingly. "He's a nice guy, but he can't…
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As they enjoyed their meal, Fir's mind drifted back to his past, wondering what kind of person he was before his memory loss. He couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something important he needed to remember. All of this questions surfaced after meeting Justin. He wanted to know why he was so annoyed by this person. "Why do I feel so irritated by this guy? He doesn't even seem to know me before. Am I just being petty? I mean, let's be real, I'm way better looking than him. So it's not like I'm…
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Fir tilted his head up, his eyes glistening with a newfound understanding. He had always felt a nagging sense of uncertainty since his memory loss, but now, as he stood before the awed and astonished onlookers, a sense of calm washed over him. He had always known he was different, but now he knew it was for a reason. He was a VIP, a person of great importance, and it seemed that even his own identity had been kept from him. "I see now why Evangeline has been spoiling me so much. It seems that my true…
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Fir slid into the driver's seat, feeling the leather hug his body as he sank in. His hands found the steering wheel, and he gripped it firmly, feeling the power of the machine at his fingertips. He turned the key, and the engine roared to life, the sound filling the air and vibrating through the car. This particular model of Ferrari was convertible (Retractable Roof), so the scent of gasoline and leather mixed together, filled his nostrils and sent a thrill through his body. The moment he pulled out of…
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Fir's POV I felt a pang of concern as I noticed the tears on Isabella's cheeks. Despite my burning desire for her, I couldn't ignore the fact that something was clearly bothering her. "What's the matter?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm and gentle. I had been drawn to her unique personality the moment I talked to her, and I didn't want to do anything to make her uncomfortable. I didn't want to treat her like other women. As I wiped away her tears, I couldn't help but feel a fierce protectiveness…
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Fir's laughter echoed through the corridor as Isabella sprinted ahead. "Isabella, slow down," he chuckled, but the thrill in his voice was evident. "I can't wait any longer," she panted, skidding to a stop in front of him. Without hesitation, she pressed her lips to his, savoring the sweet taste of him like a rare delicacy. Their tongues intertwined, a dance of passion and desire as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment. For Isabella, there was nothing more intoxicating than the feel of Fir's…
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The guests were enjoying themselves, sipping on the thick, red wine and chatting away. The air was filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses, and the room was adorned with twinkling lights and colorful decorations. As for Fir , he was seated in the VIP area, observing the lively scene before him. His eyes scanned the room, taking note of the various beautiful women who were dancing and socializing. However, he couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy about the thick red wine, as if he senses something…
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The grand hall was nothing short of spectacular, with glittering chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling, casting a warm, golden glow over the space. The walls were adorned with red patterns depicting scenes of a beautiful young woman with white hair and red eyes. And the floors were made of polished marble, reflecting the light from the chandeliers and creating a dazzling effect. At the far end of the hall, a grand stage had been set up, complete with a bandstand and dance floor. The musicians were…
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One month after ... The Wayne Tower attack shook the very foundations of the corporation, both internally and externally. The attack had killed dozens of innocent people, including the company's top executives and important shareholders. The loss of life and the damages to the company were estimated to be in the billions, causing the company's reputation to plummet. The aftermath of the attack was nothing short of disastrous for the Wayne Corporation. The company had to deal with a major public relations…
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A private plane was waiting for them as soon as they reached the airport. Evangeline had rented an unmarked plane for discretion, as she always did. She preferred to travel at night, even though she had more tolerance for the sun as an Original vampire. It was just a habit she couldn't break. "Mother Evangeline, here is the report you asked for," Dana, her assistant with black hair, dark skin, and brown eyes, approached her. "Thanks, Dana," Evangeline replied, taking the tablet from her. Dana was one of…
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