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CHAPTER TEN

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A dull ache throbbed in my head as I blinked my eyes open, groggily taking in my surroundings. I was lying on a familiar couch, the rich aroma of brewing coffee filling the air. The intricately carved pillar in the corner of the room, along with the centerpiece on the gleaming glass table, told me everything I needed to know about where I was.

I lifted a hand to my head, trying to recall yesterdayโ€™s event. Fragments of memory came backโ€”the press conference, the ambush, the deafening crack of gunfireโ€”and then nothing. The rest was a blank. Memories of how I'd gotten here, who brought me back, and what exactly had happened during the ambush were all lost to me.

Sharp pain flared in my temple as I pushed myself upright. I leaned back into the couch, easing into a seated position, and closed my eyes. My mind felt hazy, as if crucial details were trapped just out of reach. I could remember the moment the first gunshot had shattered the quiet eveningโ€”the way it sent our driver spiraling
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  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER ELEVEN

    The nagging feeling in my chest that someone was following me lingered even after I returned to the city. I wanted to drive straight home, search through my things, and confirm if the ring that had fallen from my jacket was what I thought it was. But the idea of unknowingly leading whoever was tailing me to my house made me rethink.My eyes darted to the rearview mirror for what felt like the fiftieth time. The cars behind me seemed normal, but paranoia clung to me, refusing to let go. My grip on the steering wheel tightened. I briefly considered heading to the academy, but it was Saturday morning, so the place would be deserted. Besides, the thought of Reid waiting there for me to show up was ridiculousโ€”he was probably still shaken from yesterday's ambush No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake off the growing tension in my chest, like a rope being pulled tighter with each passing second. Missing fragments of memories from what had happened during the ambush still gnawed at me,

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  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER TWELVE

    "...mhmm...bet. Aight, you know how messy them joints get, so I'd 'preciate it if you could...you know how it goes, man." Marcus chuckled, shaking his head. "Gotchu. Yeah, for real, I know you got me, just slide me that piece I'm asking for, and I'll take care of the rest. Mmm...Good lookin' out. Bet." I stared at him blankly as he hung up the phone. This was the first time I'd ever heard Marcus talk like the black American that he was. It wasโ€ฆkind of attractive. Ew. No. โ€œSo?โ€ I asked, lifting my hands in a questioning gesture. I had no idea what he'd discussed, especially with how thick his accent had gotten. โ€œWell, good news and bad news.โ€ He stuffed his phone into his pocket. His expression neutral. โ€œOkay, start me with the bad news,โ€ I said, folding my arms to brace myself. โ€œWe still don't have a lead on the ringโ€ฆ.yet.โ€ I nodded, though my mood sank a little. โ€œAnd the good news?โ€ โ€œApparently, the ring has nothing to do with Klaus. My guy says, based on the descripti

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  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER THIRTEEN

    The warmth coursing through me was something I never wanted to end. My pulse quickened, my heart drumming softly as I tried to savor every fleeting second of this moment.Reid's lips brushed against mineโ€”again and againโ€”the sweet taste lingering like an unspoken promise. His hands tangled in my hair as he guided me back against the wall, his mouth never leaving mine.For a moment, it felt endless. Heck, I even dared to hope the kiss might lead to something more. But just as I was melting into the warmth of his body, the gentleness of his hands, the mingling of our breathsโ€”he pulled away. His forehead rested against mine as I opened my eyes, the ghost of his kiss still tingling on my lips.Disappointment threatened to creep in, but his thumb brushed over my bottom lip, silencing any protest.โ€œI've been wanting to do that since after our first training session,โ€ he murmured.My gaze searched his, lingering on the way his eyes softened as he spoke. His own drifted to my lips before meeti

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  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER FOURTEEN

    Kira sat stirring her drink absentmindedly, her eyes widening with every bit of tea I spilled. I'd left out the details about going undercover as a bodyguard, replacing it with a vague story about why he was at my house. I'd also kept Reid's name out of it, but the look on her face told me she still found the gist as interesting as I'd expected.โ€œOkay, backup, sis. You've been secretly training with some guy in the janitor's closet for what, like two, three days? And now he shows up at your place, kisses you, and says he's ready to take things slow as long as you're interested?โ€I sipped my drink. โ€œMhmm. It seems unreal, which is why I had to spill. I don't know if I should trust him and go with the flow or justโ€ฆโ€ I shrugged.โ€œAre you kidding me? If a hot guy who's super nice tracked me down just to ask me out, I'd totally say yes. I mean, it's giving old-school love, and I'm here for it, girl.โ€I laughed. Kira had a point. What Reid did was kind of understandable, given that I lied.

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  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER FIFTEEN

    โ€œMarcus, I'm about to do something really stupid, but right now, I don't care. I'm sharing my location with youโ€”just in case things go south and I need backup.โ€ I ended the call and threw the phone onto the passenger seat of the rental car I hadn't returned yet.My grip tightened on the steering wheel, my foot pressing harder on the gas pedal as I picked up speed. I didn't have a plan, just a burning determination not to let the Windsors push me around.At this point, I didn't care about who I was confronting or their status. All I knew was that I was getting answers tonightโ€”or all hell was going to break loose.The sun had set, darkness creeping in, but sleep was the last thing on my mind. Not when I had a pretty good idea who was behind the root cause of my problems.I made a sharp turn, the shimmering lake coming into view as the road straightened ahead. My jaw clenched at the sight of the Windsor mansion. It no longer felt intimidatingโ€”just infuriating.Pulling up to the front, I

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  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER SIXTEEN

    I sank into my seat, regret flooding my chest as the reality of my actions hit me. Reid reached over, his hands covering mine where it rested on my lap.โ€œHey, it's going to be okay. I promise, I won't let anything happen to you,โ€ he said softly.I shook my head, tears stinging my eyes. โ€œThis is all my fault. I should've thought it through before challenging someone like Klaus.โ€โ€œNo,โ€ he said firmly. โ€œIt's not your fault. My dad can beโ€ฆprovoking. I'm sure whatever he did must've really pushed you to react that way and I get it.โ€ He brushed away a tear slipping down my cheek, his thumb warm and steady, before resting his hand over mine again. โ€œBut now we've got to figure out a way forward. What I'm about to suggest might sound crazy, but it's our best option.โ€I turned to him, dread already curling in my stomach. I could guess what he was about to say.โ€œNo. Reid, there are about a hundred of them, and only two of us.โ€โ€œIt's thirty-five bikers,โ€ he corrected. โ€œand we're not taking all o

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  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

    Marcus gave me a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, his gaze fixed on Reid as he answered. โ€œSaving your ass, apparently. I didn't know we had company.โ€ I looked between him and Reid, confusion prickling at the back of my mind. โ€œOh, I thought you two know each other? Reid is the reason I'm still alive, if I'm being honest.โ€ Marcus didn't respond. Not a single word to acknowledge Reidโ€™s presence. Instead, he shifted his attention to the rearview mirror, his expression unreadable. Reid, seemingly unfazed, followed his lead, both of them watching the road for any sign of the remaining bikers. โ€œI thought you two knew each other?โ€ I asked, this time directing my question to Reid. โ€œWe do,โ€ Reid said with a grin that could only be described as infuriatingly smug. โ€œBut I'm guessing he doesn't fancy seeing you alone with me, given that I'm exceptionally handsome.โ€ I rolled my eyes at his audacity. โ€œPlease. Marcus couldn't care less. He probably just wasn't expecting to see you

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  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

    The first thing I registered was the sharp scent of antiseptic, sterile and suffocating. My eyelids felt like lead, but I managed to crack them open, squinting against the harsh glare of fluorescent lights overhead. Everything was a blurโ€”white walls, beeping machines, and the faint hum of voices. My side throbbed with a dull ache, and when I shifted slightly, a sharper pain shot through me, forcing a groan from my lips.I wasn't alone.The voices became clearer as I forced myself to focus. Marcus and Reid stood a few feet away, their sides partially turned toward me. They spoke in low tones, their voices charged with tension.โ€œYou know you're endangering her, right?โ€ Marcus's voice was tight, each word cutting through the quiet.โ€œI know what I'm doing, Marcus. With her in the mansion, things will be a lot easier,โ€ Reid countered smoothly.โ€œYeah, easier for you.โ€ Marcus sneered, jabbing a finger at Reid's chest. โ€œDo you know what Klaus will do to her when he finds out?โ€Reid raised his

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  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

    The moment Adam flicked his fingers, his men lunged.Reid didnโ€™t hesitateโ€”he shoved me aside, sending me stumbling against the bar. My hands grasped at the counter, my vision swimming from the alcohol, but I forced myself to focus. The first attacker swung for Reidโ€™s jaw. Reid ducked, sharp and controlled, and drove his fist into the guyโ€™s ribs. A sickening crack echoed through the now-silent club. The man staggered back, gasping for air, but Reid didnโ€™t stopโ€”he pivoted and slammed his elbow into the next attackerโ€™s throat, dropping him instantly.Another man rushed from behind, but Reid twisted, caught his wrist, and drove a knee into his stomach. The man crumpled with a grunt, but Reid didnโ€™t spare him a glance before turning to the next threat.Adam stood smirking, watching it all unfold.A chair scraped from behind me as another man charged for Reid with a broken bottle. Reid was faster. He sidestepped, letting the man fall forward before grabbing him by the neck and, with a sick

  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

    โ€œ...that's crazy. I always got irritated by my siblings, but sadly, they passed away. Now Iโ€™ll do anything to hear their nagging.โ€ I traced a finger along the rim of my untouched glass.โ€œOh... I'm sorry for your loss,โ€ Adam said, downing his drink in one go.His sixth glass, and he still looked perfectly sober. I was getting tired of the small talk, but Adam didnโ€™t seem to notice. At least he was more of a talker.โ€œSo.. is it still a touchy subject? Do you wanna talk about it?โ€I rubbed the nape of my neck, shaking my head slightly. โ€œYeah, I'd appreciate it if we skipped that. Speaking of which, I couldnโ€™t help but notice your necklaceโ€”it looksโ€ฆ unique.โ€โ€œit is.โ€ He ran his fingers over the ring. โ€œA family heirloom? Passed from your grandma to your mom, then to your future wife?โ€He tipped his head back and laughed. โ€œYou're the first person to think that. It's rare for someone not to recognize what this ring stands for.โ€ He gestured for the bartender to refill his glass, his gaze sha

  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

    TWENTY-FIVE The deep bass of music pulsed through the air, reaching us even as we parked across the street from the club. I turned to Reid, giving him a skeptical look.โ€œHere? May I ask why?โ€โ€œTwo words,โ€ he said, stepping out of the car and flexing his injured arm, counting off on his fingers. โ€œInformation. Fun.โ€ I hesitated before getting out, my discomfort growing. I had never been to a club beforeโ€”let alone with someone I was struggling to trust.โ€œYou know, when you said, โ€˜I know somewhere we can goโ€™โ€”especially in that toneโ€”a club wasn't exactly on my list of guesses.โ€โ€œIt ain't that bad. You'll see.โ€I followed him across the road toward the club. A massive neon sign glowed from the rooftop, reading Lustra Lounge in elegant, golden letters. My brows shot up as I took in the upscale exterior.โ€œHold up, I thought you had to be invited to get into boujee clubs like these,โ€ I said, stopping in my tracks.Reid smirked. โ€œYou forget who you're walking with. I can bring whoever I want

  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

    The sharp groan that escaped from Reid's lip almost made me stop dead in my tracks to tend to him, but he yanked the car open and shoved me inside, never breaking his pace.โ€œReid, you're hurtโ€”โ€โ€œIt's nothing,โ€ he snapped, his focus locked straight ahead.From the trees in the graveyard, the shooter emerged into the open, gun aimed directly at our car as Reid started the engine.โ€œEugene, get down.โ€ โ€œWhatโ€”โ€โ€œDammit, Eugene! Just do as I say and stop worrying about me.โ€ His sudden outburst stunned me into obedience. I ducked under the passenger seat, hands clamped over my head. Reidโ€™s left arm was bleeding heavily now, but he didnโ€™t seem to care. Instead, he pressed down on the accelerator, the tires screeching against the pavement as we lunged forward. A gunshot cracked through the air, shattering the graveyardโ€™s eerie silence.The windshield in front of Reid burst apart, a bullet embedding itself exactly where his head should have beenโ€”if he hadnโ€™t moved at the last second.I gasped

  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

    To think I'd forgotten all about Mabel over the past eleven yearsโ€”after she failed her promise and let me get adopted into one nasty familyโ€”when the memory held missing pieces to a puzzle I hadn't even realized I was trying to solve.I glared at Reid. Had she told him now? Was it even my place to say anything? What if she had actually set things in motion for me to meet her son? A thousand questions raced through my mind, so fast that I didn't even realize I'd been staring at Reid for too long.โ€œI brought you here to answer a few of your questions, but it seems like it triggered some memories instead. Mind sharing?โ€โ€œWhat happened to her?โ€ The question slipped out before I could think of anything else. I needed to know how she ended up dead.Reid shifted his gaze back to the gravestone. โ€œShe hadโ€ฆ.cancer.โ€โ€œI'm so sorry.โ€He pressed his lips into a thin line, tucking his hands into his pockets. โ€œYeah. So spill. Did you know my mom?โ€I sucked in a slow breath, unsure how much I was allo

  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

    Eleven years agoโ€ฆ. The memories came rushing back, like shadows slipping from the dark corners of my mindโ€”hidden, but never truly forgotten. It was the winter of my tenth year, and the orphanage was as bleak as ever. The walls were cold and lifeless, their chipped paints matching the despair that clung to the air. The other kids werenโ€™t exactly cruel, but their indifference stung in its own way. I was used to being invisibleโ€”better that than the target of their whispered jokes. That day, I sat in the farthest corner of the communal room, my gaze fixed on the frosted window pane. Outside, the world was muted under a dull gray sky, the kind of overcast that promised snow but rarely delivered. A light dusting of snow clung to the ground, but the air was too dry for much more. When a sleek black Mercedes pulled into the driveway, it immediately caught my attention, and moments later, a woman stepped out, her every move radiating grace. She wore a navy coat, cinched neatly at the waist,

  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

    โ€œWhy did you come?โ€ I asked the instant I shut the door. I'd wanted to see him, sure, but I didn't expect him to show up unannounced. It was almost as though he had read my mind. Reid gave me a condescending smile, strolling casually around my room with his hands in his pockets. โ€œAren't you going to offer me a seat?โ€ I folded my arms and shot him a glare. โ€œNot until you tell me why you're here.โ€ โ€œFine,โ€ he said, collapsing into the single chair in my my apartment. โ€œAsk whatever you want. I'll tell you everything.โ€ I eyed him warily. โ€œAnd how do I know you'll actually tell the truth?โ€ He shrugged. โ€œI guess you'll just have to trust me.โ€ โ€œTrust?โ€ I snorted. โ€œReid, it's exactly like Marcus saidโ€”Windsors don't get to use that word.โ€ He chuckled, the sound sharp and humourless. โ€œSpeaking of Marcus, let's start there. What lies has he been feeding you? Come on, spill. I'm sure he's painted quite the picture of me.โ€ โ€œAs a matter of fact, he hasn't told me a thing about you. Fr

  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER TWENTY

    The silence between us stretched thin as I tried to process Marcus's words. It was like staring at a jigsaw puzzle, the pieces jagged and mismatched, but I could see the faint outlines of a picture emergingโ€”and I didn't like what it showed.โ€œThe person responsible for my family's deathโ€ฆ.is the one coming after Reid?โ€ I repeated, my voice hollow.Marcus nodded. โ€œThat's what it looks like.โ€โ€œOkayโ€ฆand if I'm following you, you think Reid might beโ€ฆ?โ€Marcus nodded. โ€œI know we don't have proof, but Iโ€™ve got this gut feeling that Reid has a hidden agenda, and I'm not about to wait to find out. So, we're leaving town.โ€I raised an eyebrow, taken aback. โ€œWhoa, you don't get to make that decision for me.โ€โ€œCome on, Osborn, what's there to think about? Would you rather stay knowing your lifeโ€™s at risk? Or leave knowing you'll be safe?โ€I scoffed and opened my mouth to argue, but no words came outโ€”only a short, incredulous gasp. โ€œWhat about the academy? You're really going to give up all of tha

  • A game of dangerous loyaltiesย ย ย CHAPTER NINETEEN

    I swallowed hard, raising my hand in surrender. โ€œFine. I'll go with you. But for God's sake, put the damn gun away. You know I hate guns.โ€The pressure against my back eased, and I exhaled a shaky breath, relief washing over me.โ€œSorry,โ€ Marcus muttered, slipping the gun back into his waistband. โ€œI just wanted you to come with me.โ€โ€œThen, jeez, just ask,โ€ I snapped, running a hand through my hair. โ€œInstead of pulling this whole kidnap-the-kid routine.โ€He sighed, dragging a hand over his face. โ€œI'm not thinking straight, Eugene. I justโ€ฆI just know we have to get out of here.โ€โ€œOkay, but at least tell me where we're going,โ€ I pressed.Marcus opened his mouth, hesitating before clamping it shut. He shook his head. โ€œYou just have to trust me, okay?โ€I folded my arms and leaned back on my heels, scrutinizing him. If he'd said this an hour ago, I probably would've followed him without question. But after that conversation with Reid, trust wasn't coming as easily. I needed answers.โ€œI want

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