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Chapter 127: Means to an end
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The glittering lights of the hotel opening dazzled Rosella as Marcus ushered her out of the car. The red carpet stretched before them, lined with paparazzi and onlookers. She felt the cameras flashing, their lenses fixed squarely on her as Marcus casually wrapped an arm around her waist.“Smile,” he whispered, his voice low and commanding.Rosella turned to glare at him, but he gave her a charming smirk that left her with no choice but to plaster on a tight-lipped smile. The crowd erupted in whispers as they walked together, the whispers growing louder with each step.“Isn’t that Rosella? Wasn’t she Donovan’s surrogate?”“She’s with Marcus now? What is going on?”“Unbelievable. First Donovan, now Marcus? She’s such a whore—”Rosella’s stomach churned as she caught snippets of their cruel remarks. She wanted to disappear, to run away from the prying eyes and judgmental stares, but Marcus held her firmly by his side, guiding her into the grand event.The hotel lobby was a masterpiece of
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The Heinrich estate was quiet, its sprawling halls unnervingly still as Odessa sat in her private study, a cigarette perched delicately between her fingers. The ash threatened to fall, but she didn’t care. Her mind was consumed by one thing: Rosella.For a week, she had watched Marcus spiral further into obsession. He wasn’t himself, agitated, distracted, and worst of all, he didn’t seem to listen to her anymore. Rosella was a poison, and Odessa knew what had to be done.She stubbed out the cigarette, exhaling a trail of smoke. A cold, calculated smile spread across her lips as she dialed a number on her secure phone. The voice on the other end greeted her with a gruff tone, but she didn’t waste time with pleasantries.“I need it done,” she said simply. “No loose ends. Make it look like an accident.”The voice hesitated. “And Marcus?”Odessa’s smile faded. “He doesn’t need to know. Just follow my orders.”She hung up, leaning back in her chair. By the time the week was over, Rosella w
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The Heinrich estate was unusually still that night, as if the mansion itself sensed the tension brewing beneath its roof. Guards patrolled the grounds, unaware that they were being watched from the shadows by Donovan’s team.Rosella sat by the window in her room, staring out at the sprawling gardens illuminated by faint moonlight. She felt trapped, a bird in a gilded cage, constantly watched and weighed down by Marcus’s growing obsession and Odessa’s veiled threats.Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. It opened before she could respond, and Marcus stepped in, his expression unreadable.“Couldn’t sleep?” he asked, his voice quieter than usual.Rosella didn’t bother turning to look at him. “What do you think?”He approached, sitting on the edge of the bed, his presence heavy in the small space. “I know you hate being here, but it’s for your safety.”She let out a bitter laugh. “My safety? Or your control?”Marcus sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. “You make
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The sound of the gunshot echoed in Rosella’s ears, louder than anything she’d ever heard. Her heart dropped, panic seizing her chest as she clung to the wall’s edge.“Donovan!” she screamed, desperation laced in her voice.But it wasn’t Donovan who fell.Instead, he had anticipated Marcus’s move and dodged to the side, the bullet grazing his shoulder. He winced in pain but remained standing, his icy glare fixed on Marcus, who looked both frustrated and amused.“You missed,” Donovan said, his voice sharp despite the pain.Marcus cocked his head, his smirk widening. “Maybe I wasn’t aiming to kill. Not yet.”Behind the wall, Franklin grabbed Rosella’s arm. “We have to go!”“No!” she yelled, fighting against him. “Donovan needs me!”“Donovan needs you to survive,” Franklin snapped, his voice unyielding. “If you stay, you’re putting him in more danger. Let’s move!”Rosella hesitated, her hands trembling, but she knew Franklin was right. She reluctantly allowed herself to be pulled away, he
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