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The air in the room was heavy with tension, each second ticking away as I sat across from Lucas, my mind racing. He had just offered to switch sides, a move I would’ve never seen coming, and yet here he was—Daniel’s most trusted man, ready to betray him.But as much as the offer seemed tempting, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was all too convenient, too easy. A trap, maybe. I had learned the hard way that nothing in this world came without a price, especially from someone who had been so deeply entangled in Daniel’s twisted games.I leaned back in my chair, my eyes never leaving his. "You’ve been Daniel’s right hand for years. Why now? Why betray him now when he needs you most?"Lucas’s expression hardened, a flicker of guilt crossing his features. “Because I know what’s coming. Daniel’s unraveling, and when he falls, it’ll be messy. I don’t want to go down with him, Emily.”I tilted my head slightly, still unconvinced. “And I’m just supposed to believe that you’re suddenly gr
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The soft glow of the screen illuminated my face as I scrolled through the files, each click pulling me deeper into a web of deception and corruption far worse than I had imagined. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, my pulse pounding in my ears. The evidence Lucas had given me wasn’t just strong—it was devastating.Every piece of Daniel’s operation was laid out with surgical precision—offshore accounts, bribes, illegal contracts. It was all there, enough to bring his entire empire crumbling to its knees. I had what I needed to destroy him, to end this nightmare once and for all. Yet, as I stared at the screen, a growing sense of unease clawed at my chest.It wasn’t just about taking Daniel down anymore. The deeper I dove into the files, the more I realized that this had the potential to destroy more than just him. There were people caught in his web, people who had been manipulated, blackmailed, or coerced into his schemes—people who might go down with him if I pulled the trigger on
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I stood frozen, Ava’s voice still echoing in my ears. The weight of the flash drive in my pocket felt heavier with every passing second as if the decision I faced was pressing down on me, suffocating me. Destroy Daniel completely… or take a different path. I turned away from the window, pacing back and forth in the dim light of my office. The walls seemed to be closing in around me, the silence amplifying my thoughts. Ava’s involvement had thrown everything into chaos. Every plan I had carefully laid out now felt like it was teetering on the edge of disaster. I glanced at my phone, still in my hand, Ava’s name flashing on the screen with her last call. My own sister, tangled in Daniel’s web of lies and corruption. And now, she wanted to talk. My instincts screamed to shut her out, to trust no one, but a small part of me—a part I didn’t want to admit—hoped she had an explanation, a reason that would make all of this easier.But I knew better. In this world, nothing was easy. My fin
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The phone slipped from my hand and landed on the desk with a dull thud. Ava’s message pulsed on the screen, a silent reminder that time was running out. My mind raced through the implications—my sister, the betrayer, the one person I should have been able to trust. And yet, she’d warned me. You’re in danger, she said.I couldn’t afford to let emotions cloud my judgment now. Too many people were counting on me—Oliver, Lucas, everyone who had been hurt by Daniel. But there was something else. Somewhere, deep down, I wasn’t ready to become the person who destroyed everything, who took it all away just for revenge.The plan must move forward, I thought. But not in the way anyone expected.Turning away from the window, I exhaled deeply. Lucas watched me from across the room, tension radiating off him like a coiled spring. His eyes were dark, calculating. He had been so sure, pushing me to use the files, to burn Daniel’s empire to the ground. The more I thought about it, the more I realized
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I stood frozen, the phone still pressed to my ear long after Daniel had hung up. His words echoed in my mind: “This changes everything.” There was something in the way he’d said it, something I couldn’t shake. It wasn’t the threat of retaliation that scared me—it was the strange sense of satisfaction in his voice, like he had seen through me, through my mercy, and twisted it into a weapon I wasn’t prepared for.I should have felt victorious. I’d made my move, and I was still in control—for now. But that gnawing feeling deep in my gut wouldn’t go away. This wasn’t over. It wasn’t even close.As I pulled away from the desk, I caught sight of my reflection in the window. The city lights flickered in the glass, but the woman staring back at me looked haunted. Hollow. What have I done? I wondered, for just a moment, if sparing Daniel had been a mistake. Not because of the power it gave him, but because of the doubt it left in me. Was I strong enough to hold on to this control? Or had I alr
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The walls of the café felt as if they were closing in on me. Ava’s words hung heavy in the air, each syllable weighing me down. My mind raced to process what she had said—Daniel knew about the files, and now my company was under attack. I’d expected backlash, but not like this. I thought sparing Daniel would give me a sense of control, a way to show that I wasn’t like him. But mercy had turned into a double-edged sword. I leaned forward, staring at Ava. "How does he know?" Her hands trembled as she gripped her coffee mug. "He has people everywhere, Emily. You know that. And now... now he's found a way to strike where it hurts." Oliver, standing just behind me, shifted uneasily. "We should have expected this," he muttered, his tone sharp but not unkind. "He was never going to let this slide." I clenched my fists under the table, anger bubbling beneath the surface. “I thought I had control. I thought...” My voice faltered as frustration boiled over. “I gave him a chance, and thi
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Dominic’s presence lingered in the air long after he left like a storm cloud waiting to burst. I hadn't touched my drink, my fingers trembling against the cool glass. A heavy silence stretched between us, only broken by the occasional clink of a spoon from another table. Oliver shifted beside me, his jaw tight, and Ava sat with her arms wrapped around herself, her face pale. I could tell she was trying to keep it together—but the moment Dominic walked in, something shifted. I could feel it. A darkness was closing in, and I had no doubt it was personal.Then my phone buzzed. A message. The number was blocked. My stomach twisted as I tapped the screen. “Emily, your choices have led you to me. You know what I’m capable of. But this isn’t just business—it’s personal. You took something from me, and now it’s my turn. If you don’t walk away, someone close to you will pay the price.”A cold chill ran down my spine. The words were too calculated, too intimate. Whoever sent this knew me
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I didn’t waste a second. As soon as I saw the message with Mikey’s photo, the world around me narrowed into a single thought: Protect them at all costs.“Ava, grab your things,” I said urgently, already pulling up my contacts. “We need to get to Mikey.” Ava’s panic simmered just beneath the surface, but she nodded, scrambling to grab her purse. Oliver was already on his feet, the phone pressed to his ear. "I’m calling in a favor. One of my guys can get to the school before we do." I knew Oliver’s connections ran deep—he had always been the kind of man who thrived in the gray spaces, where power meant knowing the right people. But even with his influence, we were racing against a ghost. Whoever was behind the messages had a frightening advantage. I clenched my phone in my hand as we headed toward the car. “We’re not just moving Mikey. We’re going off the grid.” Ava’s eyes widened. “What do you mean?” “I mean no phones, no familiar places, nothing that can be tracked. We’ll fi
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The heavy door slammed shut behind Marcus, the echo reverberating in the cold room as adrenaline coursed through my veins. My mind raced, trying to absorb everything that had just happened. The woman’s revelation hung in the air like a beacon of hope, but I couldn’t dwell on it; I needed a plan. I had to escape.I leaned forward in my chair, testing the tightness of the ropes binding my wrists. If I could just shift a little… The chair creaked as I strained against the bonds, feeling the fibers begin to loosen. My heart pounded in time with the ticking clock on the wall, each tick a reminder that time was running out.Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching. The moment of truth was here. I closed my eyes, focusing on my breathing, readying myself for whatever came next. The door opened, and one of Marcus's henchmen stepped in, a sneer plastered across his face.“Well, well, look who we have here. Still think you’re tough?” he taunted, stepping closer. This was it.As he leaned down to
