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and excess that others spent their whole lives purs

ly handsome that it seemed like the masterpiece of a dedicated artist, sculpted with the utmost car

nfathomable, like a bottomless pool-gazed thoughtfully at an ancient paint

t, filling his mouth with its rich aroma. His cold, somber face, shrouded in

or pierced the air, followed by a pair of slender arms wrapping

the sofa. As she looked up at his chiseled f

n-dollar fortune; his god-like looks alone could stop traffic, captivating every woman who la

nnacle of the pyramid, a man with standards so high that someon

was easy to miss. His thin lips curved ever so slightly, sending a chill down her spine. Those famil

wn world, leaving us hangin

with a bright smile,

omen around the room felt both envy an

asted him several times, slid over to sit next to Lionel,

ow smile flashed in his eyes. He took the bottle a

emperament, didn't mind. She happily wit

, for

here's

wa

ers in the room became desperate. They quickly stood up an

hed, "With Lion here, we can forget about get

g how busy he was, they figured he wouldn't hav

darkened. The smile that had been playing in his eyes turned into a sharp, cutting gl

h his already commanding presence, combined with a look that se

embled as she reached for Lionel's hand, but

cold wind was slicing their skin. Clutching their glasses tig

a beast, smashing his glass onto the floo

r, glasses shattered, and the women, abandoning all pretense, s

ined. Lionel, now drenched in sweat, looked as if he were b

udden and overwhelming. He clenched his

ad dared to

n't the first time someone had tried to poison him, but the dose

was dead set on tak