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A mutation of the white cells… the body begins shutting down one organ at a timehigh blood pressure… cardiac arrest… there is no pattern to the patients… of all ages and from different ethnic backgrounds… The more I read, the more something feels off. Why is this not something that anyone is talking about? We…

I nod vigorously as he pats my back and kisses my forehead. “Goodbye, Val.” I nod, unable to say anything. He steps out and I drop to my knees, utterly humiliated as I look at the shameless pieces of lingerie. Why the hell did I order this crap? Oh yeah, I was feeling fucking horny!…

“No, he wouldn’t usually, but I’m assuming since you’re here he did.” I point out. Atticus doesn’t reply, observing me seriously. “Are you happy? Truly?” “I am,” I answer, and I truly mean it. Sitting down on the sofa opposite him, I tuck my leg up to face him, knowing this is a conversation we…

I say, before opening my coffee flask and taking a gulp of the hot liquid. “It’s a little hot, careful,” she says with concern. “I can handle hot,” I answer. Our eyes meet and she reaches up, kissing my lips. softly. The taste of coffee lingers on our lips as I deepen the kiss, our…

Ruin her. She doesn’t realise how hard she is making it for me to control myself right now… “She’s gone, stop staring,” Atticus growls. m I smirk humourlessly, leaning back in my seat. She’s already left me with a semi- hard-on and a hunger that only her sweet tight pussy can satiate. “I’ll do what…

“I don’t think ‘us’ is anyone’s problem and what? Do you really want me to attend this so-called meeting?” Zade asks, cocking a brow. Atticus frowns. “Yes, I do. Because you have faced them.” “And why would anyone believe me?” Zade asks. “They will. I’ve dropped a message to Zaia. She will sort something out.”…

I say to Atticus. I see the flash of hurt in his eyes because, in everything, he always made sure I didn’t feel alone… After Jai, he was always there for me… but I need him to see Zade makes me happy. I smile up at him gently, leaning up and kissing his cheek before…

Zade murmurs I close my eyes, realising how careless I am… how do I keep forgetting? I look through the small screen beside the door that displays the camera footage. It sure is Atticus, dressed in a grey suit, his shirt buttons open, his brown hair styled back, with a strand falling over his forehead….

“You’re careful, but what if something happens to me by getting out first?” I ask with amusement, wrapping my arms around his waist. He holds me for a moment, cocking a brow. “I have thought of that. I assess the area a little, but it’s the better option.” “If you say so,” I respond with…

Iask, trying to calm the anxiousness I’m feeling. “I have a fake ID. You don’t need to worry about me,” he says, and I nod. He’s careful, he’ll be ok. It’s me who is a mess here. “Send your brother the address and we’ll head to the station in the meantime,” he combs his fingers…