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Chapter Ten
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2025-04-18 08:15:51The training room was colder than I expected.
Sleek floors, black mats, steel shelves lined with weapons I wasn’t sure I wanted to learn how to use. Jillian stood near the center, sleeves rolled up, looking like sin with a holster clipped to his belt.
“You’re early,” he said as I stepped in.
“I couldn’t sleep.”
He nodded toward the wall. “Pick your weapon.”
My eyes widened. “You’re letting me choose?”
“No,” he smirked. “But I wanted to see what you’d reach for first.”
I walked slowly along the shelf, fingers ghosting over blades, brass knuckles, and a row of glinting pistols.
I stopped in front of one with a black matte finish.
“This one,” I said.
“Beretta,” Jillian said behind me. “You’ve got good instincts.”
“You sound surprised.”
“I’m always surprised when people show me they’re more than they seem.”
I turned to face him. “And what do you think I am?”
He stepped closer. “That’s what I’m trying to figure out.”
His nearness made my heart pound, but I covered it with a shrug. “Teach me.”
He raised a brow, then took the pistol from me and showed it to me piece by piece. How to load it. How to aim. How to breathe.
“You’re shaking,” he said quietly, standing behind me as he adjusted my grip.
“It’s cold.”
“No, it’s not.”
He pressed his chest lightly against my back, adjusting my stance. “You’re not used to this. That’s okay.”
His hands were warm against mine. I didn’t know what to focus on more—the weight of the gun or the heat of him pressed behind me.
“Now aim,” he whispered.
I did.
“Good. Fire.”
The sound was deafening. I flinched, but the recoil wasn’t as bad as I expected.
“Again,” he said.
I fired.
And again.
And again.
Until I emptied the clip and my arms felt like they’d been set on fire.
I turned to him, breathless.
He just nodded. “Better than most rookies.”
“That was… kind of intense.”
“It’s supposed to be.”
We stood there for a second longer, neither of us moving.
Then I said, “What happens now?”
“I’ll show you something else.”
He led me to the mat in the center of the room.
“Combat training.”
“You want me to fight you?”
“I want you to try.”
“Jillian, I—”
“Hit me.”
I stared at him like he’d lost his mind.
“Go on,” he said, standing there with his arms loose by his sides. “You’ve wanted to since the day we met.”
I exhaled hard, then aimed a hit toward his chest.
He caught my wrist mid-air.
“Again.”
I did.
This time I got close—enough to graze his collarbone before he spun me around and pinned my hands behind my back.
He leaned in close to my ear. “Too slow.”
I struggled, breath catching when I realized how close his mouth was to my neck.
“I hate you,” I muttered.
“You’re not the first.”
He released me and I turned to face him, chest heaving, face flushed.
“You’re enjoying this.”
He didn’t deny it.
“I like watching you fight,” he said.
I stepped closer, eyes narrowing. “You like control.”
“And you like challenging it.”
Something electric buzzed between us.
“Tell me to stop,” he said suddenly.
“What?”
“If you don’t want this—whatever this is—tell me to stop.”
My breath caught.
“I… don’t want you to stop.”
The space between us vanished in seconds. His hands gripped my hips and my back hit the mirror behind me as his mouth crashed onto mine.
This kiss was nothing like the last.
It was harder. More desperate.
Like he was losing a battle with himself.
I kissed him back with everything I had, clinging to his shirt, moaning when he tilted my head back and deepened it.
“You drive me insane,” he murmured against my lips.
“Good,” I whispered, eyes fluttering shut.
He pulled back just enough to look at me. “You don’t get it. I can’t think when you’re around.”
“Then don’t think.”
We kissed again, slower this time. His hands roamed up my back, stopping just below my shoulder blades.
But just when I felt my body melt into him—
Knock knock knock.
The door.
Again.
Jillian groaned against my skin. “Who the hell—?”
He stormed to the door and yanked it open.
A guard stood there, pale. “Sir, we have a problem.”
Jillian’s voice was sharp. “What now?”
“We found something under the lady’s bed.”
I froze.
Jillian turned to me. “Stay here.”
“Jillian—”
“I mean it.”
But I didn’t stay.
I followed.
We entered my room, and I watched as the guard lifted the mattress and pulled out a tiny black device.
A listening bug.
I felt sick.
Jillian turned to the guard. “Has anyone touched it?”
“No, sir.”
He inspected it, eyes darkening. “This tech isn’t cheap.”
Joseph walked in behind us, already in a sharp suit. “We traced the signal.”
Jillian didn’t look away from the bug. “And?”
“It’s coming from somewhere in the city. Abandoned high-rise.”
“Get the car,” Jillian said.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
Jillian looked at me, his face unreadable.
“You’ve been bugged,” he said. “And now, we’re going to find out why.”
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I had never seen Jillian that angry before.His jaw was locked so tightly I could hear the faint grind of his teeth. One hand gripped the steering wheel as the other rested on the console, fingers drumming with an intensity that made me nervous.The silence in the car was almost unbearable.“Say something,” I whispered.His eyes didn’t leave the road. “What do you want me to say?”“Anything.”He scoffed. “Someone planted a bug under your bed. That’s not ‘anything.’ That’s a declaration of war.”“Do you think…?” I paused, unsure if I should even say her name.“Alyssa?” His voice was sharp, bitter. “It has her style. But it’s too clean. Too quiet.”I swallowed hard. “So, it could be someone else?”“It could be anyone.”That didn’t make me feel better.“Is it because of me?” I asked, my voice small.He glanced at me, briefly. “Don’t flatter yourself.”Ouch.But then he added, quieter, “It’s because of us.”Us.That word hit me like a slow explosion. We hadn’t used it before. Not official
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“Are you sure it’s him?”I stared at the still image on the screen—the grainy, colorless shot of my father bound to a chair, looking beaten and hollow. I’d seen him tired before. Angry. Broken even. But never like that.Jillian didn’t answer immediately. He studied the video frame by frame, jaw clenched, blue eyes cold.“I’m sure,” he finally said.My breath caught in my throat. “He looked… scared.”Jillian shifted his gaze to me. “They wanted us to see that.”“Who sent it?”He tapped the side of the screen. “Encrypted. But sloppy. We’re close to tracking the source. It’s not Alyssa, not directly. Someone’s acting for her—or trying to make it look that way.”I paced the floor, arms wrapped around my body. “What do they want from us?”“You,” he said without hesitation. “They want you rattled. Scared. Distracted.”“Well, they’ve succeeded,” I muttered bitterly.Jillian rose from his seat and came to stand in front of me. “Don’t let fear control you. You’re stronger than that.”I wanted
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I didn’t lock the door.Not immediately, at least.Because I couldn’t stop shaking. Couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe.The sounds downstairs were violent—furniture shattering, men shouting, a gunshot.Then another.And that was all it took. I snapped out of it and ran to the door, locking it with trembling hands.My heart pounded against my ribs as I backed away, one slow step at a time, until my legs gave out and I sank to the floor.Jillian had told me to stay put. To wait.But I couldn’t sit here and do nothing while the people I lived with—the people I maybe started to care about—were under attack.I crawled to the nightstand and yanked the drawer open.The knife from training was still there.Shiny. Heavy.A piece of Jillian’s world that had somehow become mine, too.I gripped the handle and stood, swallowing hard.“Don’t be stupid,” I whispered to myself. “Don’t be reckless.”But I was already unlocking the door.The hallway was quiet. Too quiet.I moved carefully, the knife clutc
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The blood was gone.The carpets scrubbed, the walls wiped clean, the shattered vases replaced—like nothing ever happened.But I remembered.The way the gunshots had echoed off the marble floors. The way Reuben’s body dropped. The way Jillian looked at me—really looked at me—like I wasn’t just the girl sold into his world.Like I was something more.Even now, days later, I could still feel the weight of the gun in my hand.I hadn’t fired. I hadn’t needed to.But I had changed.And I could see that he saw it too.Jillian hadn’t left my side since that night. Wherever he went, he made sure someone was stationed outside my room. He didn’t say much—he never did—but the way he hovered near me said everything.Something between us had shifted.We weren’t strangers anymore.Not really.He knocked once before opening my door. He always did that now, even though it was his house.“You’re up early,” he said.I was sitting by the window in my robe, a cup of untouched tea in my hand.“I couldn’t s
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“I’m not staying locked up like some fragile doll, Jillian.”“You promised.”“I promised I’d stay safe. Not that I’d stay silent.”He was pacing again, fingers clenched into fists at his sides. His tie hung loose around his neck, and he hadn’t slept. Neither had I.“The last safe house she blew up was a message,” he said. “A direct hit. She’s not playing games anymore.”“Then why are we?”He stopped walking, turning to face me with fire in his eyes. “You think this is a game to me?”“No,” I said quietly. “I think it’s personal.”“It is.”He walked toward me, stopping just short of touching me.“She killed people I trained. Men I trusted. She’s twisting everything.”I looked up at him, eyes searching. “Then let me help you untwist it.”“You don’t understand how deep this goes.”“Then explain it.”He exhaled like he was deflating. “There are things you don’t want to know, Christy. Things I’ve done. Things Alyssa’s still doing.”“I’m already in it, Jillian. Stop trying to keep me on the
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“You’re staring,” I murmured, stretching across the bed.Jillian leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, eyes hot and fixed on me like I was his personal obsession. “Can you blame me?”I smiled, letting the silk sheet slide lower down my chest. “I’m surprised you’re still here. Thought you’d be out chasing shadows by now.”“I should be.”“But?”His voice dropped. “I’d rather be here.”I tilted my head. “That’s unlike you.”“I’m becoming unlike me.” He walked forward slowly, each step deliberate. “You did that.”I sat up. “And what are you going to do about it?”He knelt on the bed, brushing hair from my face. “Make the most of the time I have before everything explodes.”I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Then stop wasting it.”He kissed me, slow and deep, with a desperation that tasted like regret before it even happened. Like he knew something I didn’t. His fingers brushed my spine, and I arched into him instinctively, feeling the heat between us spike like fire on dry wood.“D
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“Jillian,” I whispered, grabbing his wrist, “don’t go out there alone.”His hand closed gently over mine, gun in the other. “I’m not. You’re with me.”“That’s not what I—”He turned, eyes locking on mine, serious. “Christy, if anything happens, I need you to run. You know the side hallway by the library?”I nodded.“There’s a hidden passage behind the tall bookshelf. Pull the black book with the red spine. It opens a door. Go through, stay quiet, don’t stop.”“You’ve had that here this whole time?”“I have escape plans for everything.”“And when were you going to tell me?”“When I was sure I could trust you to come back to me.”I stared at him, the weight of his words sinking in, warming me even through the rising cold of fear.A creak echoed again, closer now.Jillian turned toward the hallway. “Stay behind me. Keep your eyes open.”We moved through the dark corridor like shadows, silent but alert. I could hear my own heartbeat in my ears, pounding wildly. The hall stretched long and
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The mansion was chaos.People in suits and dresses buzzed through the hallways like bees in a hive, barking orders and throwing swatches of fabric in the air. The scent of fresh roses—hundreds of them—mixed with the tang of heated arguments, making the air thick and exhausting. I hadn’t even had breakfast yet.“No, no, no! The centerpieces go on the mirrored stands, not the crystal ones!” I heard someone scream from the grand ballroom.I was already regretting every single choice we’d made.“I didn’t pick the crystal stands,” I mumbled under my breath, arms folded as I stood in the middle of the grand hallway, surrounded by fabric samples and clipboard-wielding coordinators.“You didn’t not pick them either,” Jillian muttered beside me, his voice low and a little amused. He looked down at his phone again, scrolling, not even pretending to be helpful.“You’re not even paying attention,” I said sharply.His head tilted slightly. “To chaos? No thanks.”“This is our wedding, Jillian.”“An
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“Christy, we need to talk,” Jillian’s voice cut through the thick silence of my room. It wasn’t a command, but a plea, laced with something deeper. He wasn’t standing in the doorway, but I could hear him just outside, as if giving me space to process. His presence was overwhelming, though, and I could feel the tension in the air, thick and suffocating.I didn’t move at first. Instead, I just sat there, my hands wrapped tightly around the fabric of my robe, the weight of everything—Alyssa, the baby, the lies—pressing down on me like a thousand tons. I wanted to ignore him, bury my face in my hands and forget the world existed. But I knew that wasn’t possible. Not anymore. Not with the way everything had changed between us.I took a deep breath, pushing myself up from the bed, my feet hitting the cold floor with a sharp thud. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I opened the door, the cold morning air rushing in to greet me.Jillian was standing there, his back to me, hands in
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The sun barely peeked through the heavy curtains when I woke up the next morning, my mind still swirling with everything that had happened in the past few days. The wedding. The confrontation. The heartbreak.I rolled over to the other side of the bed, expecting to find Jillian next to me, but the space was empty. For the first time in weeks, I felt a cold, aching emptiness settle deep in my chest. I couldn’t quite figure out if it was anger, regret, or something else entirely. Maybe it was the exhaustion from the emotional rollercoaster I had been dragged through, but one thing was clear: I needed space. I needed time to think.My thoughts raced back to the truth Jillian had hidden from me—Alyssa’s pregnancy. I still couldn’t shake the bitter taste in my mouth. All this time, he had known. He had known and hadn’t told me, and it felt like a betrayal.My fingers curled into the sheets, gripping them tightly as if holding on would keep me grounded. I had believed in him. I had trusted
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I could barely breathe.The church was warm, filled with candles and people and chatter, but I felt frozen. My heart thudded painfully beneath the lace bodice of my gown. Everyone was here. Joseph sat in the front row like a king overseeing his legacy. Mafia affiliates from all over Texas whispered behind masks of politeness. Jillian stood just a few steps ahead, his tailored black tux a sharp contrast to the white roses surrounding him.And me?I was moments away from marrying the coldest, most complicated man I had ever met.“Christy,” a soft voice said beside me. It was Mia, my assigned bridesmaid—though at this point she felt more like a handler than a friend. “It’s time.”My knees wobbled beneath me as the chapel doors creaked open. The music swelled—some classical arrangement that felt too grand, too surreal. I clutched the bouquet in my trembling hands and started walking down the aisle, eyes fixed on Jillian.His face was unreadable. Stone cold.I should have been used to it b
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I didn’t slam the door when I walked out. I wanted to. I really wanted to. But I didn’t. Because I knew if I did, he’d only hear the echo of my pain. And he didn’t deserve that. Not after what I just saw.Jillian and Alyssa.His lips on hers.My heart hadn’t stopped racing. Every beat echoed in my ears like gunfire, sharp and painful. My hands were trembling, and no matter how many times I wiped my palms down my dress, I couldn’t get them to stop.I walked aimlessly down the hallway, unsure of where I was going. The mansion felt like a maze tonight, and all I wanted was to escape. Not the house. Him. The way he looked at her. The way he didn’t even hesitate.How dare he?“Christy!”I flinched, his voice cutting through the silence like a whip. I didn’t turn around.“Christy, wait!”“No,” I said without facing him. “Don’t. Just… don’t.”He caught up with me anyway, grabbing my arm and spinning me around. His grip wasn’t tight, but it was firm enough to make sure I couldn’t walk away ag
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The mansion was chaos.People in suits and dresses buzzed through the hallways like bees in a hive, barking orders and throwing swatches of fabric in the air. The scent of fresh roses—hundreds of them—mixed with the tang of heated arguments, making the air thick and exhausting. I hadn’t even had breakfast yet.“No, no, no! The centerpieces go on the mirrored stands, not the crystal ones!” I heard someone scream from the grand ballroom.I was already regretting every single choice we’d made.“I didn’t pick the crystal stands,” I mumbled under my breath, arms folded as I stood in the middle of the grand hallway, surrounded by fabric samples and clipboard-wielding coordinators.“You didn’t not pick them either,” Jillian muttered beside me, his voice low and a little amused. He looked down at his phone again, scrolling, not even pretending to be helpful.“You’re not even paying attention,” I said sharply.His head tilted slightly. “To chaos? No thanks.”“This is our wedding, Jillian.”“An
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“Jillian,” I whispered, grabbing his wrist, “don’t go out there alone.”His hand closed gently over mine, gun in the other. “I’m not. You’re with me.”“That’s not what I—”He turned, eyes locking on mine, serious. “Christy, if anything happens, I need you to run. You know the side hallway by the library?”I nodded.“There’s a hidden passage behind the tall bookshelf. Pull the black book with the red spine. It opens a door. Go through, stay quiet, don’t stop.”“You’ve had that here this whole time?”“I have escape plans for everything.”“And when were you going to tell me?”“When I was sure I could trust you to come back to me.”I stared at him, the weight of his words sinking in, warming me even through the rising cold of fear.A creak echoed again, closer now.Jillian turned toward the hallway. “Stay behind me. Keep your eyes open.”We moved through the dark corridor like shadows, silent but alert. I could hear my own heartbeat in my ears, pounding wildly. The hall stretched long and
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“You’re staring,” I murmured, stretching across the bed.Jillian leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, eyes hot and fixed on me like I was his personal obsession. “Can you blame me?”I smiled, letting the silk sheet slide lower down my chest. “I’m surprised you’re still here. Thought you’d be out chasing shadows by now.”“I should be.”“But?”His voice dropped. “I’d rather be here.”I tilted my head. “That’s unlike you.”“I’m becoming unlike me.” He walked forward slowly, each step deliberate. “You did that.”I sat up. “And what are you going to do about it?”He knelt on the bed, brushing hair from my face. “Make the most of the time I have before everything explodes.”I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Then stop wasting it.”He kissed me, slow and deep, with a desperation that tasted like regret before it even happened. Like he knew something I didn’t. His fingers brushed my spine, and I arched into him instinctively, feeling the heat between us spike like fire on dry wood.“D
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“I’m not staying locked up like some fragile doll, Jillian.”“You promised.”“I promised I’d stay safe. Not that I’d stay silent.”He was pacing again, fingers clenched into fists at his sides. His tie hung loose around his neck, and he hadn’t slept. Neither had I.“The last safe house she blew up was a message,” he said. “A direct hit. She’s not playing games anymore.”“Then why are we?”He stopped walking, turning to face me with fire in his eyes. “You think this is a game to me?”“No,” I said quietly. “I think it’s personal.”“It is.”He walked toward me, stopping just short of touching me.“She killed people I trained. Men I trusted. She’s twisting everything.”I looked up at him, eyes searching. “Then let me help you untwist it.”“You don’t understand how deep this goes.”“Then explain it.”He exhaled like he was deflating. “There are things you don’t want to know, Christy. Things I’ve done. Things Alyssa’s still doing.”“I’m already in it, Jillian. Stop trying to keep me on the
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The blood was gone.The carpets scrubbed, the walls wiped clean, the shattered vases replaced—like nothing ever happened.But I remembered.The way the gunshots had echoed off the marble floors. The way Reuben’s body dropped. The way Jillian looked at me—really looked at me—like I wasn’t just the girl sold into his world.Like I was something more.Even now, days later, I could still feel the weight of the gun in my hand.I hadn’t fired. I hadn’t needed to.But I had changed.And I could see that he saw it too.Jillian hadn’t left my side since that night. Wherever he went, he made sure someone was stationed outside my room. He didn’t say much—he never did—but the way he hovered near me said everything.Something between us had shifted.We weren’t strangers anymore.Not really.He knocked once before opening my door. He always did that now, even though it was his house.“You’re up early,” he said.I was sitting by the window in my robe, a cup of untouched tea in my hand.“I couldn’t s
