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Marlo’s POVThe cold press of the gun’s muzzle against the back of my head was sharp, a chilling sensation that spread like ice down my spine. Every instinct I had screamed at me to turn around, to fight, but I knew better. I had been in this game too long not to recognize when a man had the upper hand. And right now, that man was Damian.“Easy there,” I muttered, my voice low and steady, hiding the boiling fury inside me. “No need for this kind of dramatics, Damian.”“Thought you were slick, huh?” he murmured from behind me, his voice calm, almost amused.I exhaled through my nose, clenching my jaw. “Listen, I don’t give a damn about whatever con you’re running with Michael. He’s not my concern. But what are you pulling behind our backs?"Damian chuckled softly, the sound sinister in the dead of night. “And what makes you think you’ve earned the right to ask questions, Marlo?”“Maybe the part where you just put a gun to my head on a public street,” I shot back. “That’s usually a
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Michael’s POVI don’t know what it was about today, but everything around me felt heavier, like the walls of this damned house had grown teeth and eyes, watching my every move, ready to swallow me whole. I had taken refuge in my room — the only space in this godforsaken mansion that still felt like mine.The sheets were freshly laid; the scent of lavender clung stubbornly to the fabric like a memory I couldn’t place. I threw another magazine into the growing pile of papers by the window and began straightening out the books on my desk. Cleaning was never something I bothered with before, but lately… it was the one thing that gave me a sense of control.I folded a shirt, placed it in the wardrobe, smoothed out a wrinkle on the duvet, and sat on the bed, admiring the small victory. My space was finally in order. Maybe if the outside world was falling apart, at least in here I could pretend things were normal.Just then, my phone buzzed on the nightstand.Damian.I hesitated for a m
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Marlo’s POVThe kitchen had always been my favorite room in the house — not because I enjoyed cooking, far from it — but because it was the one place I could find temporary peace from the exhausting madness swirling around this godforsaken mansion. And also was surprisingly a great place for spontaneous sex, if you know what I mean. The dim lighting, the sharp scent of freshly brewed coffee lingering in the air, and the low hum of the refrigerator was about the closest thing to calm I could get nowadays.Anabelle sat by the counter, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger, her expression distant as if her thoughts were elsewhere. Mortis stood by the window, his massive frame leaning against the sill, silently watching the mansion grounds beyond the glass. None of us spoke, each lost in our own worlds, the silence stopped only by the occasional clink of Anabelle’s spoon against her mug.It wasn’t peace exactly. It was an uneasy truce, and I knew it wouldn’t last long.Then
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Fernando’s POVI stood at the doorway, unmoving, the weight of my presence alone suffocating the space between us. The dim lighting of the hallway cast my shadow long and imposing, stretching into the room where the scent of sweat and sex still lingered in the air.I let the face of the man standing in front of me roll through my mind, tasting it, testing it. I didn’t know him. Not yet. But the way he stiffened, the way his breath hitched as our eyes met—it was delicious. Terror clung to him like a second skin, thick and visible, and I enjoyed every damn second of it.He wasn’t just scared.He was petrified.And I thrived on fear.He stood frozen, still gripping the doorknob as if he could will himself out of this situation by sheer force alone. But there was no escape—not from me.A slow smirk spread across my lips as I tilted my head, taking in the sight before me. His shirt was half-buttoned, the fabric slightly wrinkled, a clear indication he had hurried to dress up and leave.
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Michael’s POVThe bright lights of the supermarket shined above me, casting a white glow over the neatly stocked shelves. The scent of freshly baked bread and aroma filled the air, an odd contrast to the tension twisting inside my chest. I pushed the shopping cart down the aisle, gripping the handle so tightly my knuckles turned white.Ashley strolled beside me, scanning the shelves for something sweet. She was humming softly, utterly at ease, completely unaware—or maybe just ignoring—how fucking angry I was.I turned to her, exhaling sharply. “I let him intimidate me” I said.Ashley grabbed a bag of gummy bears and tossed it into the cart without looking at me. “Mhm.”I scowled. “Don’t mhm me. You don’t get it.”She finally turned to face me, her lips twitching. “Oh, I get it.” Her voice was laced with amusement, which only fueled my frustration. “Fernando caught you sneaking out of Marlo’s room half-dressed, and he played with you like a cat with a mouse.”I gritted my teeth.
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Michael's POV I walked past Marlo without a word, my heart pounding in my chest. The air between us felt thick, suffocating, like storm clouds gathering right above my head. The headlights from Damian’s car illuminated the driveway, and the night’s cool breeze did nothing to ease the heat prickling beneath my skin.But just as I reached the steps leading up to the front door, a hand shot out and gripped my wrist, pulling me back with a force that made me stumble. I turned sharply, startled to see Marlo’s face twisted in anger, his eyes dark and venomous under the porch light.“Where the fuck do you think you’re going, huh?” Marlo hissed, his grip tightening around my wrist.“Let go of me,” I snapped, trying to pull free, but he only held my wrist harder.“You little slut,” he spat. “I knew it. The second Fernando isn’t around to keep you on a leash, you’re out here whoring yourself to the first man who flashes you a damn smile.”The words hit like a slap, raw and cold. For a seco
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Michael’s POV The dirt road stretched endlessly before me and I was already fed up.With this errand.With this car.With everything."Son of a bitch," I muttered. "Trapped like a damn errand boy for criminals.""FBI to grocery runner. What a goddamn fall from grace."Images of Fernando flashed in my mind and I couldn’t shake the burning fury that surged through me when Anabelle told me I wasn’t even allowed to see him.“Who the hell do they think they are?” I hissed.Marlo. That cold bastard. I had known men like him during my FBI days—calculating and power-hungry. The worst kind of criminals weren’t the loud, violent ones. It was the calm ones. The ones who made you believe they were doing you a favor as they cut you into pieces.And Anabelle... God, she got under my skin more than I cared to admit. "I should’ve never gotten involved with them," I said, shaking my head. "Should have left when I had the chance. Should have taken Fernando and—"BANG!The engine gave a violent shud
