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Kylie’s PovI lay there, barely able to catch my breath, as Roberto’s fingers continued moving within me, stretching out my orgasm like he was savoring every last second of it. His mouth closed over my clit one final time, a slow, deliberate kiss that left my body trembling. When he finally pulled away, settling beside me, I felt like I’d melted into the mattress, warm and utterly sated. I stretched my arms over my head, feeling that delicious ache in every muscle, and then gave him a little nudge, pushing at his shoulder and urging him onto his back. He raised an eyebrow, maybe a little surprised, but he let me move him, grinning as I crawled up and straddled his waist. My grin matched his, a boldness rushing through me as I leaned forward, letting my slick heat drag along his cock, teasing us both. “You make me so hot, Roberto,” I murmured, pressing down just enough to feel him against me. God, he was hard, and the ache low in my belly came roaring back.He groaned, gripping my hi
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I woke up wrapped in Roberto’s arms, his warmth seeping into my skin, grounding me in the unfamiliar room. I blinked, trying to orient myself as the soft light of dawn filtered through the blinds, casting faint lines across his wall. This wasn’t my room. For a split second, I tensed, but then the events of last night rushed back, and I relaxed, a sigh slipping from my lips. His scent—a mix of something dark and woodsy, undeniably him—filled the space, and I let myself sink into it for just a moment longer. He shifted behind me, his hand instinctively drawing me closer as he nuzzled the back of my neck, his breath warm against my skin. Part of me wanted to stay—just melt into him and let the rest of the world fall away. But reality has a way of creeping in, and I couldn’t ignore the responsibility that sat heavily on my shoulders, something that seemed to press even harder after last night. As much as I craved this escape, being with him hadn’t erased my worries. If anything, it had a
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Roberto povAfter my night with Kylie, the desire to put an end to this bullshit war clawed at me, gnawing at my insides like a relentless beast. I spent the morning chasing down James, and finally managed to pin him into agreeing to drinks tonight. Mickey’s, he said. Right in the heart of Hayes territory. I hesitated, but beggars can’t be choosers. The slight silver lining was that no one connected to the Connollys would see me there, and that was crucial. I doubted my father or Liam would back me on this. They were far too indifferent to the rising storm brewing around us—this impending war that felt more like an inevitable avalanche, crashing down on us whether I liked it or not.I stepped into Mickey’s, pausing just inside the doorway to absorb the atmosphere. It had the usual gritty charm of a hundred other Irish pubs scattered throughout Boston—dim lighting, worn wooden floors, and a scent of stale beer lingering in the air. But the crest above the bar caught my eye, its white a
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Roberto“Glad we’re on the same page.” James downed half his beer, a flicker of something dark in his eyes. “Look, my brother wasn’t a saint, and we both know it. But he was still family, so, yeah, I’m not exactly bursting with happiness right now.”I expected that reaction—he was a man caught between grief and the harsh reality of family loyalty. “What if I can find out who killed him?” The words slipped out before I could weigh their weight.He frowned, confusion etched on his features. “What?”This was it—my chance to either forge an alliance or alienate him completely. I took a deep breath, bracing for the impact of what I was about to say. “I don’t want this war. Neither does Kylie.”“No one wants this war, except maybe our fathers.” James smirked, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “And Kylie, huh? Sounds like you’re getting cozy with that fiancée of yours.”“I like her.” I didn’t plan to share that. “Didn’t expect to.”“Then you’re goddamn lucky.” He leaned back, but the smirk faded
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Kylie’s PovI blew out a sigh of relief when I finally managed to shut the front door behind the two Connolly women. If I never laid eyes on another floral arrangement or tasted another bite of the countless tester cakes, it would be too soon. Aileen seemed hell-bent on cramming six months’ worth of wedding planning into a single day, and she did a damn good job of it. I swear, my head was still spinning from the onslaught of colors and flavors and the mounting pressure to pretend I was excited about every detail.And just when I thought I was free, she promised to swing by next week for dress shopping.As a kid, I hadn’t spent significant time dreaming about what my wedding would look like. Sure, I’d doodled some fairytale scenes in my notebooks, but reality had never quite fit into that mold. After I graduated from college and took the reins of Moira’s, along with supervising the other businesses the Morgans owned, I simply hadn’t had the luxury to consider what a marriage—even a po
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Kylie’s PovRoberto could.Last night, he had done an excellent job of it. It was more than just the orgasms—although those had left her breathless and wanting more. It was the way he held her afterward, as if he could protect her from the darkness lurking just outside their little bubble. For a moment, wrapped in his strong embrace, she could almost convince herself that they were invincible, that together they could vanquish any enemy who dared to rise against them. It felt foolish, a romantic notion that fluttered like a moth around the flame of her heart, but even now, she found herself craving his mouth on hers and the warmth of his skin sliding against her own. Maybe she’d call him when she got home. The thought danced in her mind, despite the half a million worries plaguing her. The guilt of Daniel’s murder clung to her like a shroud, but the idea of losing herself in Roberto's presence, even for a fleeting moment, felt like a reprieve worth chasing.Selfish? Absolutely. But t
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The younger ones, like Micah? I could almost feel the weight of their expectations pressing down on me. I knew they’d hoped I’d choose one of them to marry, believing it would elevate their status within our circle and save us from the trouble of inviting an outsider into our lives. Their ambitions were so painfully short-sighted. Thank God none of them had openly voiced their opinions about my marriage; I didn’t have the time or energy to deal with that kind of mess right now. Not when Roberto was lying here, bruised and battered, and I had no idea who had done this to him.Dr. Harris pulled out a pair of scissors, his movements steady and deliberate as he cut away Roberto’s shirt and pants. I winced, my heart tightening as I watched the fabric fall away, exposing the damage beneath. When he paused at Roberto’s underwear, I felt an odd mix of relief and discomfort. I could have told him it wasn’t necessary, but the words stuck in my throat. Instead, I focused on the mass of bruises d
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James cradled his second whiskey, the amber liquid swirling in the glass as the minutes stretched into hours. He was acutely aware of the weight pressing down on him, a heaviness that gnawed at his chest and kept him rooted in place. Calls were piling up, things left to be done, but still he hadn’t moved. Not since Roberto had left hours ago. The man’s decision—choosing family over all else—stuck with James. He admired it, in a way, but it also left a bitter taste in his mouth. Roberto’s choice was noble, sure, but that didn't make it right. Not in a world where families like the Connollys, Hayes, and Morgans were anything but innocent. They weren’t the naïve, wide-eyed victims people liked to pretend they were. They were players in the same game, just with different stakes. And Roberto? He let the girl—maybe a killer, maybe not—slip away, no questions asked.If their father knew, James could already hear the sharp crack of his rage. The skin between his shoulder blades tightened, th
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The sun changed barely breaking over the horizon whilst Kylie, Roberto, and Micah slipped out of the sanatorium. The night was stressful, packed with whispered plans and lingering doubts. But now, as the city got here to lifestyles around them, they had a novel recognition: Finch.Kylie clutched Roberto’s arm, helping him as they moved through the quiet streets. His accidents made him slower, however his determination saved him from moving. Micah walked beforehand, his sharp eyes scanning every nook.“We can’t visit Finch without leverage,” Micah said, his voice low but organization.“I know,” Roberto replied, his breath labored. “But he’s our quality shot at getting a lead at the Hayes.”Kylie frowned. “And what if he turns on us? We can’t believe him.”Roberto stopped, leaning against a lamppost to capture his breath. He looked at her, his expression grim. “We don’t have a preference. If Finch is aware of something about the Hayes’ next circulate, we need that data. Even if it is a
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The hospital room was silent, with only the rhythmic beeping of the devices tracking Roberto’s health. Kylie remained by his bedside, her fingers intertwined firmly as if her hold could prevent everything from crumbling. She had been waiting for him to emerge from surgery for the past six hours, and now, as he lay unconscious, her thoughts were racing. The physicians remarked that he was fortunate. The bullet was just an inch away from his heart, yet the harm to his chest remained significant. He would make it through, but the path forward wouldn’t be simple. That ought to have offered some comfort, yet Kylie couldn’t dispel the burdensome sensation pressing on her. Her mind wandered back to the man in the vehicle John Finch. The manner in which he discussed Roberto, the suggestion of hidden truths Kylie was unaware of, caused her stomach to twist. Roberto had consistently been cautious about his history, sharing only fragments of his life prior to their meeting. At that moment, she
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Third Person PovRoberto slowly stirred, his senses coming back in fragments, the steady beeping of the machines around him grounding him in the reality of where he was. His eyelids fluttered open, his vision blurry in the dim light, and the weight of his body felt like it had been through a war—every inch of him ached, a dull throb that reminded him just how close he'd come to losing it all. His eyes focused on the figure beside him—Kylie, curled up in the chair, her face soft with sleep."Angel," his voice barely escaped him, a hoarse rasp, but it was enough. She stirred, her eyes snapping open, a flicker of concern crossing her features as she blinked at him."You’re awake." Her voice was quiet, yet it held an edge of relief, as if she hadn’t realized how much she'd needed to hear that.Roberto raised his hand slowly, the effort almost too much, but she didn’t hesitate. She moved quickly, perched on the edge of the bed, her gaze searching his face for any sign of distress."What hap
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Kylie’s povI knew the second he passed out. I wasn’t sure if it was from the pressure I was putting on his ribs—still so fragile after everything—or if it was the blood loss. God, I hoped it was just the former. Broken ribs could kill if they punctured something, but as long as nothing vital had been hit, he’d survive. A gunshot wound though? That would definitely take him.I glanced up. A car was pulling up the street, the headlights slicing through the dark. I could feel my pulse quicken as it stopped, the doors creaking open. This was it. No more running, no more hiding. I had five or six shots left in my gun, but there was no way I could get to it without taking my hands off Roberto's wound. The fabric of my sweatshirt was already soaked with his blood. I couldn’t afford to let go.I closed my eyes, the words escaping my lips before I could stop them. I don’t know if you’re listening, God. I’ve made a grand mess of this. But spare Roberto. He never asked for any of this. It was a
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Roberto PovI held Kylie close, feeling her body tense in my arms. Her breath hitched as she struggled, panic evident in every movement. I whispered urgently, “It’s me. Don’t scream, angel. It’s me.” Slowly, she stilled, and I allowed her to turn in my arms. Her eyes searched mine for reassurance.“Roberto?” Her voice was barely above a whisper, a mix of disbelief and relief.Sophia’s voice sliced through the silence. “You’re about an hour too late, but I’ll forgive you if you get us out of here without anyone being shot.” She glanced at Liam as he appeared beside us, stepping silently like the shadow he was. “You too?”Liam’s lips twisted into a smirk. “Contrary to what you believe, I do care.”Sophia scoffed. “Whatever.”If I let them, they’d be at each other’s throats right here in the middle of Haye property. I needed them focused. “Let’s go.” Without waiting for any response, I turned and started moving, hoping they’d follow. The trees were spaced out enough for us to maneuver, b
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“Got it.” Sophia’s words barely reached my ears, more a whisper than anything else.“Just a second.” I padded over to grab the lamp. It was bulky, awkward, but at this point, any weapon was better than none.Sophia nodded. She grabbed the other lamp and then cracked the door open.We waited. No alarms went off, no footsteps hurried down the hallway. Apparently, James trusted his people enough to leave us without a guard. Well, he was about to find out how wrong he was.I slipped into the hallway, Sophia following silently behind me. The feeling of bare feet on the cold floor wasn’t ideal, but the shoes James had left me with were almost comically too large for her. So, bare feet it was.I counted the doors as we moved, trying to keep quiet. One. Two. Still no one. Three. I pointed at the third door down the hall. Sophia tried the handle, and it creaked open, just barely, but it was enough.Then, footsteps. Heavy, deliberate, and closing in fast. I froze, heart hammering in my chest. W
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It sounded like a compliment, but I couldn’t shake the instinct to rip his throat out with my bare hands. The words alone were enough to make my skin crawl, but there was something about the way he said it—like a promise, twisted and too familiar. I stayed silent, not trusting myself to respond.But Ricky? He didn’t care. He stepped closer, like a predator moving in for the kill. “You’re going to die for what you did,” he said, his voice low, coated with malice. “But not for a long, long time.”A grin stretched across his face, all teeth. “Baby, I’m going to enjoy breaking you.” His gaze flickered over to Sophia, who sat there, shackled, looking far too calm for my liking. “Both of you.”A chill ran down my spine. Was he serious? Was he actually getting off on this? Before I could even gather the thought, my eyes flicked over to Sophia, whose stillness seemed almost… detached. She wasn’t afraid. She looked at him like he was something to be tolerated rather than feared.“Ricky,” a voi
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Kylie’s povI twisted the bobby pin again, but this time it didn’t feel right. “No, not like that. Twist it the other way,” Sophia snapped.I shot her a glare, eyes narrowing. “Forgive me if I’m not as skilled at picking my way out of handcuffs as you are.” My voice was sharp, but there was no mistaking the frustration in it. Sophia’s eyes met mine with a biting coldness. “You would be if you were better at following directions.” She barely moved, but her tone was heavy with authority. “Twist it the other way.”I exhaled loudly, dropping my shoulders in resignation. Whatever. I twisted the bobby pin around, this time going in the direction she wanted. The metal bit into my fingers, but I forced myself to keep working. A little jolt, a click, and then—freedom. The cuff snapped open, and Sophia’s wrist slipped free. “Fucking finally.” Her voice was a low growl, frustration leaking out as she snatched the makeshift pick from my hands, a little too roughly. She didn’t thank me—she didn
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James povI walked down the stairs, feeling like a condemned man marching toward the gallows. Goddamn Kylie Morgan. It was bad enough when I thought the woman who killed Daniel was just some defenseless girl pushed too far, cornered by a world too cruel to her. I could almost stomach the thought of bringing justice to someone who wasn’t much more than a victim herself. But now?Now I was fucked. I was standing at the edge of a cliff with nothing but chaos below, and it felt like I was teetering on the edge of losing everything.I’d thought if I got rid of her, the Connollys and the Morgans would back off. It would settle the score, put an end to the blood feud, and things would go back to some semblance of normal. But now, the truth was harder to swallow than the lies I’d been feeding myself. If Kylie Morgan died, I wouldn’t just be taking out a woman—I’d be sparking a war that would make everything else seem like a petty squabble.Roberto wouldn’t forgive me. I knew the man was obses
