During Mason’s long statement, where his eyes would suddenly squint repeatedly and his hands would slightly clench over his chair’s arms, Jack could not help but notice that the man had difficulty keeping his voice steady. He knew then that if he did show any indication that he knew what was going on, he might be taking the brunt of Mr. Wolf’s fury. And despite knowing that he was probably a stronger and better fighter, his reputation would be shot to hell if he Did hurt the other man who was just out to defend his own God-given matrimonial rights regarding his wife.“Sir, believe me, if there was any indication of me knowing that this was actually happening then I can assure you that I’d be the first one to do something about it. This is highly unacceptable…”The older man put up his hand, indicating that the young Schneider should stop and listen a little more. “Jack, I don’t want to make trouble or have you remove him from your company. I’ve asked around and I know that he’s really

“Yes, and I’m sure whoever your future wife would be will have to learn how to court a man just so she can end up with you,” cut in Pat, as she brought the glass of water to Diwana, who was now sitting up against the bed’s metal headboard and eating the small hard biscuits, one by one. “Otherwise, you might end up being single for the rest of your life.”“I actually find it hard to believe that a good-looking, courteous, and intelligent young man like you would end up being unmarried,” said Diwana with a giggle. “Although, no, just to clarify, I’m not interested in you, no offense intended.”“Oh, such a shame, Miss Diwa. I happen to believe, along with many other people in this company, that whoever will marry you eventually would be a very lucky man.”“What?! You actually talk about me here at the lumberyard?”“Of course, and there is always that little guessing game of ours at who the lucky man might be. And we don’t seem to have any real contenders until lately…”“H-huh? You must b

“I’m ok with just soup and a salad, Miss. But thank you very much for letting me know about the specials offered here. That was really nice of you,” the good-looking former assassin said with a very sweet and charming smile. Which, unknown to him, was turning the pretty waitresses’ knees to jelly. “Oh… Are you sure? You look pretty tired and hungry right now so I just think you might need something more than just soup and salad.” “Really now, and what would you like to offer me that you haven’t already told me?” “Well, I can go to the back of the Diner and see what I can give you… That is, if you can wait…” “Hmmm… that’s very tempting. But I hope what you have would be a very… hot meal…” “They say I make a pretty good chicken… or beefcake…” “You don’t say… I think I’m starting to get really hungry now…” The blond girl with the pale pinkish skin and freckles was indeed very nice, and he wasn’t just thinking about her personality. Back then at the packhouse, he was never really th

“Sorry for my delayed reply, I had to make an order for him since he’s so busy at the moment. I’ll give you my report once I’m in a more private place, most probably when he’s asleep. But yes, like I said before, we have found some more evidence that the Right Hand is still alive. Just wait for his report as well since I’m unaware of what he’s found out right now,” she typed on her mobile, then pressed the “Send” icon. It took a while for her sponsor’s reply to push through so she had to use her fingerprint to remove her cellphone’s screensaver, which was a fun, loving and almost indecent photo of her and Myron inside a phone booth, just to see the message. “No need to report, since it might overlap with his. I’ll call you again tomorrow instead. Goodbye, for now,’ the sent text read. “How I wish it was a goodbye forever. I would be so lucky if that actually happened,” murmured the girly girl dejectedly to herself. “Damn it, the more I hide from him, the more I’m afraid he’ll find o

It seemed the longer and the closer he was to her, the more intense and frequent her psychic powers were becoming. Or could it be that because he’s her mate he could feel her skills more than others, and it may even be that the more they became familiar with each other, the stronger her abilities were becoming?And he didn’t know if this was a good or a bad thing…“It’s nothing, Eron...” the confused and suffering woman mumbled as she kept avoiding his stare, afraid of hearing what his eyes were saying. “You shouldn’t be worrying about me.”“Heh, I can’t exactly do that, Diwa. People will be blaming me for not taking care of you and they’ll say it’s my fault they don’t have any delicious food served to them for their lunch and breaks. And I don’t have an excuse, since I live in your house now and even walk with you to work. Yep, they’ll have my hide, for sure.”The chuckle in his voice touched the young widow’s aching heart with a bit of warmth that was so unexpected, that she couldn’