Officer Emma Winter is one of the most decorated members of the police force, having successfully solved every case she has taken on. Her commitment and keen instincts have made her a standout in law enforcement. She’s now assigned to investigate the unsolved murder of CEO Franco Gil, uncovering links to the infamous Crimson Brotherhood, led by the ruthless billionaire and CEO Thorne Crimson. To her shock, Thorne isn’t just a powerful mafia boss; he’s the leader of the group that bullied her in college, his name bringing back painful memories from her past. Fueled by a thirst for revenge and the need for evidence, Emma plans to enter Thorne's world by pretending as a seductive woman at a bar. As she gets closer, her quest for vengeance becomes complicated when Thorne grows obsessively protective and captivated by her. Caught between her need for revenge and surprising feelings for the man who once bullied her, Emma must confront her past while dealing with the strong chemistry between them. As their relationship deepens, Emma faces a tough choice: betray the man she’s falling for to uphold her duty as a police officer and expose the Brotherhood’s dark secrets, or risk everything for the love of a powerful mafia leader who could destroy all she’s built. In this intense struggle between loyalty and desire, will Emma choose love over revenge, or will she stick to her mission and break the mafia’s heart?
View MoreThe room felt too small, the air too thick, as if everything was closing in around me. My heart raced. His queen. That was the last thing I expected to hear. But I couldn’t let him know how deeply it unsettled me. I had a job to do, and as terrifying as this was, it didn’t change anything.I just had to play the part. For now, I had no choice but to stay close, to gain his trust, and get the evidence I needed. But the more I played into his world, the more I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was in over my head.But I had no time to doubt myself now."Alright," I said, my voice steady, though my insides churned. "I’ll come with you, Thorne. But don’t forget… I’m not some pawn you can control."He chuckled darkly, leaning in once more. "We’ll see, Nora. You’ll learn your place soon enough."And with that, I knew my path was set. Whether I liked it or not, I was stepping deeper into his world, and there was no turning back now.The words "You’ll learn your place soon enough" echoed in m
The morning light filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I slowly woke up, the disorienting haze of sleep still clinging to me. As my eyes fluttered open, my breath caught in my throat. The bed was a mess of tangled sheets, and there, beside me, was Thorne. His chest rose and fell with a deep, steady breath, but his eyes were wide open, fixed on me with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. He was watching me—studying me—as if I were the most precious thing he'd ever seen.His gaze was magnetic, almost obsessive, and I could feel a twinge of panic deep inside me. There was no denying it—Thorne had a power over me, a charisma that I could barely withstand. His eyes, dark and full of secrets, seemed to melt my resolve, threatening to unravel everything I’d worked so hard to build."Good morning," he murmured, his voice rough but low, as though it carried more weight than I could grasp. "Did you enjoy last night?" His lips curled into a half-sm
I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, each beat a deafening drum in my ears, as the tension between Thorne and me crackles in the air like static before a storm. His words weigh on me, sharp and pointed, cutting through the defenses I’ve worked so hard to build. I’m walking a razor’s edge now, and there’s no turning back. I know he’s not just testing me anymore—he’s pulling me in. And as much as I hate to admit it, there’s a part of me that wants to let him.I meet his gaze head-on, refusing to break. His eyes are dark, intense, filled with that raw power he thinks he controls. But right now, it’s my turn to be the one pulling the strings. I offer him a slow, deliberate smile, letting him see that I’m not backing down.“You don’t take no for an answer?” I ask, my voice low and teasing. I step closer, close enough that he can feel the heat radiating off me, but not enough to give in just yet. Not enough to let him claim victory.“Then maybe it’s time you learned what happens when s
I tilted my head, letting my eyes lock with his, letting him feel the heat and the power that flowed from me effortlessly. His grip tightened, but I smiled, keeping my voice light and playful."Tell me, Mr. Crimson," I purred, my fingers tracing a soft circle on his chest, "how could anyone compare to me? You can’t even remember what’s in front of you, can you?"His gaze faltered, and I could see the flicker of confusion in his eyes, the moment where he tried to place me—who I was. But he wouldn’t. I made sure of that.“Unique,” I whispered, my lips brushing near his ear. "There’s no one like me. I’m a force of nature. So how can you possibly see anyone in me when I’m already everything?”Thorne stiffened slightly, his breath catching as I leaned in closer, savoring the tension between us. He was close to unraveling, desperate to find something he recognized, but I wouldn’t let him. No, I wasn’t about to let him claim this moment. This was mine.His hand slid lower on my back, pressin
Laughter and clinking glasses fill the ballroom: a place that epitomized how rich and influential a person was. And here I found myself, walking into the middle of the room, scanning what surrounded me. I was ready for this — this was the lion's den. Only I was not going to be prey this time round.I had come here for one reason: to bring down Thorne Crimson and all he was. But first, I had to survive this world.And I was not going to do that as 'Emma'.All my name, all my past had to be buried. Tonight, I wasn't the girl he once humiliated, the one he and his Crimson Brotherhood tortured in college. Tonight, I was Nora, woman with her own mystery, and I would make sure that's the only version of me he saw.I knew this moment would come; I had prepared for it in every way possible, but seeing him up close was still like staring into the eyes of a predator: charismatic, dangerous, and utterly commanding. As he made his way through the crowd, moving with that unshakeable confidence, I
His words carried a heavy weight in the air as he sat there, silent. I could sense his worry, but that was enough to make me not back down. I was not turning back now. Not after everything that had been done to me by Thorne and the Crimson Brotherhood.We had a long road ahead, but the pieces began to fall into place. I was going to infiltrate the world of Thorne, and once I was inside, I wasn't going out without the truth.Logan's eyes met the picture of Thorne glued to the wall between me and him. I almost envisioned the cogs turning behind his eyes, the mathematic calculations, the risks associated with this, the potential danger. But when finally, he did speak, his words were laced with more despair than anything else."Alright, Emma. I’ll help. We’ll work this out together.”I nodded. Fire burned all the harder in me. For too long, I had run from my past-from him. The time for confrontation had finally come."We'll start with his business. I'll get in through the legal channels.
I felt my breath catch in my throat. "No," I whispered, staring at the picture in disbelief. "It can't be him.".Logan had seen my reaction. A line furrowed in his brow. "You know him?I nodded, feeling anger and resentment roll over me. "We went to college together.".He bullied me—his whole group did. The memories came flooding back, each one sharper than the last: Thorne's cruel taunts, the way he'd reveled in my discomfort, and how he'd made me feel small and insignificant. He was the charismatic leader of the most feared group on campus, charming and handsome, but he'd wielded that power like a weapon against me.“So, he is the same Thorne you know from then," he said.I hardly could bear to think of seeing him again. I was scared to meet Thorne since I did not know whether I was prepared to confront that man who had turned my college life into a sort of nightmare. Fearful of becoming once again that vulnerable girl in my thoughts, the fear persisted. I took a deep breath, stea
EMMA'S POVI stepped into the station, my boots measured and controlled as I took in what surrounded me. Detectives hunched over case files; officers came rushing past with brief nods; and the ceaseless hum of voices surrounds me. This place was always its own energy of chaos and purpose. Though I had been here many times, today felt somehow different.Just as I got to his office, I imagine he must have caught my scent because his door opened just as I reached his office. He was standing in the doorway with a wide grin stretching across his face, opening his arms to shake my hand."Winter," he said warmly, shining with that familiar, almost fatherly pride. "Another string of cases closed. Every assignment, solved and wrapped up. You're making this precinct look good, you know that?I nodded slightly at him and returned his handshake. "Thanks, sir. Just doing my job.”He leaned back, hands on his hips, assessing me with that familiar look of admiration. “It’s more than just a job with
EMMA'S POVI stepped into the station, my boots measured and controlled as I took in what surrounded me. Detectives hunched over case files; officers came rushing past with brief nods; and the ceaseless hum of voices surrounds me. This place was always its own energy of chaos and purpose. Though I had been here many times, today felt somehow different.Just as I got to his office, I imagine he must have caught my scent because his door opened just as I reached his office. He was standing in the doorway with a wide grin stretching across his face, opening his arms to shake my hand."Winter," he said warmly, shining with that familiar, almost fatherly pride. "Another string of cases closed. Every assignment, solved and wrapped up. You're making this precinct look good, you know that?I nodded slightly at him and returned his handshake. "Thanks, sir. Just doing my job.”He leaned back, hands on his hips, assessing me with that familiar look of admiration. “It’s more than just a job with ...
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