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"The same story, but he went to Greece." I let out a laugh full of irony. "The bastard planned everything very well. Did they send someone to check the crime scene?" Hudson replied, "Yeah, there's nothing, and I don't think it's going anywhere near that place." The sound of a notification echoed through my office. Logan checked a tablet on his lap. "We need to move; he's near the U.S. border," Logan spoke confidently. I gave him an incredulous look. "Logan, I feel like there's something you’re not telling us." Logan held up the tablet. "Even though she doesn't know it, she's wearing a tracker. It hadn't emitted any signal until now, but now she gave me a faint signal before disappearing near the U.S. border. So let's stop wasting time regretting what we didn't do right and let's go find her." "Shit! The border? The last thing I need is international agencies involved in this." He grabbed his jacket and quickly put it on. Silently, we all left the office, prepared. Anaís Garnie
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Survive... What would you do to survive? I had underestimated what I would do to survive. I think we all have at some point. But the moment your life is at stake, your whole body is on alert, and your survival instinct kicks in, you become a different person, maybe not a person you would recognize. And it didn't always mean becoming more violent or aggressive; you just had to use whatever you could and what was best for the situation. In my case, it was pretending and gaining Mason's trust until I found an opportunity to escape. So I did my best to survive: pretending I wasn't repulsed as I kissed Mason. His lips were soft, and under different circumstances, I might have enjoyed kissing him, but definitely not in this situation. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing myself to forget everything that had happened. Everything he had done. I relaxed my tense muscles. He had to feel me relax, like he actually enjoyed it. I couldn't deny that Mason knew what he was doing, his mouth moving
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His eyes met mine again. “I know what you're thinking, and you're wrong. I loved my mother; I would never have wanted to hurt her.” He sighed. “But she was crazy. One night after Thanksgiving dinner, she murdered my father and my two younger sisters. She tried to stab me, but I fought her. It was her life or mine; it's amazing what the survival instinct can turn us into.” I did not know what to say. Mason put his knife and fork on either side of his plate. “Our survival instincts are impressive, don’t you think?” I swallowed hard. “It is.” He looked me straight in the eyes. “I know what you're doing, Anaís. You're acting very well, and if I were a person with average intelligence, I would have believed you. But don't underestimate me; there are many ways to escape me, but being smarter than me is not one of them.” Feeling exposed and stupid, I stopped eating too. “So what do you want me to do? Attack you? Scream? Disobey you?” “Of course not,” he shook his head. “I think it's gr
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Chained...That's how I felt, and I wasn't just referring to the chain around my ankle but also to the feeling of being psychologically trapped.I was sitting on the bed, my feet dangling, the chain rubbing against the floor, making a slight noise. I didn't know how many days had passed; I had realized that there was no point in counting them. I only knew that with the passage of time, the helplessness and sadness had given way to a feeling that had overwhelmed me many times after the murder of my family: numbness. I couldn't feel anything, no matter how hard I tried. What was the point of feeling if I couldn't change anything? If I couldn't do anything about it?The routine had been the same every day: get up, shower, have breakfast with Mason, walk with him, come back for lunch and watch some TV, have dinner, and sleep together.The first night, I couldn't sleep a single second with him next to me, even though he kept his distance, but as the days went by, I got used to it. Fortunat
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No one moved, no one breathed, no one spoke. Long seconds of agony and tension passed that felt like years. You'd expect that when he had a gun pointed at him, Mason would quickly let go, but he didn't. His grip on my wrists tightened, but he had the decency to cover my exposed backside with my clothes again. From where I was standing, I couldn't see Mason's face very well, but he didn't sound scared at all. "Do you want to play with us?" Logan clenched his jaw, "You want a bullet through your brain?" Mason laughed a little, “How aggressive, officer.” This is no time for your games, Mason. Let her go, Logan repeated, without taking his eyes off Mason. I didn't blame him for watching his every move with caution, but for some reason, I wanted him to look at me; I wanted to see the confidence in those gray eyes that I liked so much. Look at me, Logan. My chest ached, but in a good way. I had been trapped in an endless cycle of everyday life with the monster that murdered my famil
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Six months ago. Mason Stevens Her tears... That was the first thing that caught my attention, not her outfit, nor the way her blonde hair fell rebelliously on the sides of her face. She was pretty, but she was not my type—too perfect for my taste. Well, not so perfect; she had just left crying from the office of the most renowned psychiatrist in this place, so consumed in her tears that she didn't even notice me sitting on the stairs. She passed me by as if I were invisible, and maybe, in her little world, I was. Bored, I got up and decided to follow her out. The winter cold greeted me relentlessly, so I just stuck my hands in my coat, sucking on the mint candy I had taken from the receptionist, Bella, who, despite being in her 30s, looked 50. Don't get me wrong, she was nothing special, but I was bored, and I wasn't in the mood for another session with my psychiatrist. He had been interesting at first, but the moment I was able to easily manipulate him, he lost all my attention
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Warning: Strong scenes of violence. Night of the murder. The red princess… The perfect family... That's what we were in front of others: my father, a prestigious lawyer; my mother, a housewife who kept fit; and my little sister, a sweet girl with a bright smile. Wherever we went, we were the talk of the town and received compliments all the time. Anaís lived in that reality, in that fucking false reality. I, on the other hand, dealt with what happened behind closed doors, what happened when the lights went out, when the silence of the night drowned out the helplessness and the pain. I was the one who emerged when my father snuck into my room in the middle of the night to abuse me. I still clearly remembered the moment I was born to Anaís; she was eight years old, and it was the first time her father hit her and touched her violently. Her mind couldn't deal with that trauma, so a dissociative disorder was created, and there I was, the one in charge of witnessing all the t
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She lived in the happy bubble while I was drowning in pain and darkness. The Red Princess. Warning: Violence. In the presence of these strangers, my mother decided to speak up. "Who are you?" My mother's voice trembled; she barely breathed so her neck wouldn't touch the knife at her throat. When she identified Adam, the rage in her eyes was clear. "Oh, you! I knew you were a bad influence." My father clenched his jaw, looking me in the eyes. "You got help for this, how? Do you fuck them too, bitch?" He could barely finish his sentence. The masked man with the gun hit him with the back of the gun, knocking him down. He climbed on top of him to hit him again and again until my father's face became a mess of blood and small cuts. I could only watch, satisfaction warming my chest. "Hey," the guy who had my mother called him. "Bastard, that's enough." Adam stepped forward. "He’s right, stop." Why didn't they say their names? It was as if they didn't want me to know their
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The next day, when she came down the stairs and her gaze was on us decipher emotions, I knew Anaís was back and it was time to remind her. Logan….. Days after. I had to wait a few days for Anaís to be able to look me in the face and talk to me, we didn't talk about what happened between us, we didn't have to and to be honest, we love each other. I need you to come with me. Anaís wrinkled her eyebrows at the ice cream I offered her, “Ice cream?” Just came. We left the house, heading to the trees where I had installed a couple of swings the previous few days. She furrowed her eyebrows, taking a lick of her ice cream, What is this? Ice cream and swings? Aren't you too old for this? I smiled widely at him, “Just sit down.” She did so, her free hand gently stroking the metal rope at her side, a confused expression taking over her face. Mason had looked at me reluctantly, -You recreate the place, the moment as much as you can and this might help her remember it, - he paused, But
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No.- she interrupted me, -Don't lie, grey eyes. I'll give you another chance because I'm in a good mood, and honestly, it would be a waste to kill Adam, he's good. I don't know what I feel for her, but it's the closest thing to love I've ever felt in my entire life.- I said honestly, She... - I could feel Mason and Adam's eyes on me, -She makes me believe that my diagnosis is wrong and that I can feel. The red princess narrowed her eyes, “Since when? Why her?” I didn't want to say it, but I knew I had to tell the truth, "I met her when I was twelve." Mason furrowed his eyebrows. The memory was as clear in my mind as if it had been yesterday. Are you crying? - she asked me curiously. I looked up to see a little blonde girl with an ice cream in her hand and a flowery dress with too many colors. I quickly wiped my tears away, embarrassed. She sat on the swing next to mine without saying anything. We stayed silent for a while, until she spoke after taking a lick of her ice cream, Whe
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Adam. Blood dripped from my knuckles in a slow but mesmerizing rhythm. Mason remained silent, leaning against a tree with his hands crossed over his chest. There was no reason for him to be here anymore, I had calmed down and had no more bullets. Maybe he didn't want to go back and have to deal with what was going on in there either. I clenched my fists, causing more blood to pour out of the cuts on my knuckles. I wanted to say it hurt, but no, my pain tolerance was impressive thanks to all those years of dealing with it. Physical pain was an area I had under control, emotional discomfort was another matter. Emotional discomfort... A self-mocking smile formed on my lips. But then, what is all this shit that I feel? That was a question I had never found an answer to. Maybe I confused the feeling of losing an object of fun with jealousy or something else, but it didn't matter anyway. I heard footsteps and within seconds I had Logan standing in front of me at a safe distance. Hi
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Adam… I shouldn't have let her go like that. Anaís was disturbed by that kiss; I knew it, and yet I had let her run away from me like that. I had to make it clear to her, to make her understand that she and I had history, long before Logan and Mason got into this. I paced back and forth in my room. Should I go to her? I didn't want to overwhelm her either; it would only push her away from me. I ran my hands through my hair in frustration, not knowing what to do. I shouldn't have lost control and kissed her like that, although a part of me was happy with her reaction—she kissed me back. Maybe her feelings were coming back. Maybe she was coming back to me. A smile formed on my lips; that would make me the happiest man on the planet. I had abandoned everything for her; I had done the unimaginable for her well-being and to keep her by my side. I just needed her to accept me for all this to be worth it; I didn't ask for anything else. Regaining my resolve, I left my room and headed
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The darkness was stifling; I could barely breathe, my heart threatening to jump out of my chest. The daylight that filtered in under the door was barely enough to let me see Logan's silhouette a few feet away from me, but I couldn't see his face or his expression, and that scared me. Logan... My voice came out shakier than I expected, my throat dry, my hands sweaty. Logan didn't say anything, the silence gnawing at him. "Logan, open the door," I asked, praying that this was just a game that would last a few minutes. He wants you, Anaís. That voice again. That wasn't true; I was just a game to him, nothing more. You want him too, even if you don't want to admit it. No. Its darkness attracts you, intrigues you. No, that's not true. You want to see what lies beyond that cold demeanor. You want to see the man behind the indifference. You want to dig deep and find his humanity. No... I didn't realize I said it out loud until I heard it. I expected some sort of response or mocke
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"They're not going to have you," he hissed in annoyance. "I know you'd never be that interested in them, and they wouldn't be able to force you." Won't they be able to force me? - I laughed sarcastically. - We're talking about two psychopaths, Adam; I think you should know that limits are not something they have. They have limits when it comes to you. I shook my head. - Suppose they don't do anything against my will; so what if they win? Logan and I already have history; what if I fall for him again? Adam didn't say anything; he just twisted his lips. So I continued, “Could you stand it?” I didn’t know where this strength came from to say these things. Seeing me with him every day? Seeing him touch me, kiss me, let me have sex in his room? Anaís... I took a step toward him, looking him straight in the eyes. Would you please? Adam clenched his jaw; he was angry, rage rolling off his posture in waves. I kept pressing it. Maybe he'll let you watch him make love to me and... A
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I'm going crazy. And I know, because I'm starting to be like them. I silently observed each of their expressions, each gesture, each exchanged glance, analyzing, trying to make sense of all this madness. Struggling to find reasons, motives, weaknesses. The only difference was that no matter how hard I tried to act like them, I wasn't like them and never would be; there was only so much I could imitate or try to copy; everything had a limit. However, the little that I had noticed had to be of some use. Mason…. He was the most dangerous of all; he didn't take anything seriously, everything was a game to him, no matter how twisted and bloody it could get. Plus, he was extremely intelligent; that ability to manipulate and decipher people could be even more dangerous than any physical ability. Logan…. He was unpredictable, volatile behind that mask of coldness. I could see how unstable he could be when something didn't go his way or when something bothered him. Logan was easier to a
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He took two steps toward me. "You say you hate me, but you can't, and that makes you angry." Don't come near me. He didn't stop, forcing me back until the back of my knees touched the bed behind me. "Despite everything, you can't help but feel the way you feel about me." I hate him, I hate him; he's a murderer. I keep repeating it in my head over and over again. But Logan didn't let me think; he grabbed me by the waist tightly with one arm, sticking me to him. I struggled, trying to free myself. —Let me go, Logan! He gave me that signature crooked smile of his. I missed you, Anaís. Before I could say anything, he used his free hand to grab me by the neck and smash his lips against mine. Those soft lips that were so familiar and that I had kissed so many times still felt good against mine, but I couldn't respond. I fought against that feeling of comfort and pushed him away. Logan stepped back, smiling. I slapped him as hard as I could. —Don't you ever do that again. Logan con
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Memories………Blood... So much blood on my hands... I move my fingers in front of my face, warm blood sliding down them, running down my palms to my wrists and falling into the void. Stop... That soft voice... angelic... I turned around, but there was only darkness around me. Where am I? I'll bite you back, red princess. Mason's voice in the distance made me fall to my knees, a sharp pain spreading through my head, squeezing my skull, making me gasp in agony. I'm not interested in you; I'm interested in Anaís. It hurts so much. I heard footsteps approaching me; they were slow and steady. Whoever it was was in no hurry. Holding my throbbing head, I managed to stand up, staggering from side to side. The light came back around me, blinding and imposing, and there in front of me was my father. Dad? —I couldn't believe it. I hurried towards him. —Dad, my head hurts so much. Standing in front of him, my father smiled and hugged me, but instead of feeling good, it was the opposite
