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Jules. Her name stares back at me from the paper in Levi’s hands, sharp and inescapable. Matteo wants her dead. And he wants us to do it. The diner hums around us, low conversations, the occasional clatter of dishes. But to me? It’s silent. Because this isn’t just another job. This is Jules. The woman who fought beside us. The woman who stood in the trenches with us. The woman who betrayed us. And now? Now I have to decide if I can put a bullet in her head. Levi watches me carefully, waiting. He doesn’t push. Because he knows. He knows this isn’t easy. Owen, on the other hand, doesn’t seem conflicted at all. He leans back in the booth, arms crossed, smirking slightly. “Well,” he says, breaking the silence. “Guess we better figure out where she is.” I finally look at Levi. His jaw is tight, his fingers curled against the table. He doesn’t like this. Neither do I. But Matteo has made it very clear this isn’t a request. If we don’t do this, We’re
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Levi aims and shoots. The gunshot shatters the tension, ripping through the humid air like a blade. One of Matteo’s men drops instantly, a grunt escaping his lips before he collapses onto the floor. Then? Chaos. Levi moves before the next shot rings out, grabbing my arm and yanking me behind an overturned table. Owen ducks behind the bar, cursing under his breath as bullets slam into the walls. Jules? She just won't stop laughing. I glare at her. It's becoming very annoying. "You think this is funny?" She shrugs, unbothered, as she pulls a second gun from her waistband. "Matteo really thought he could take all of us out in one go?" She spins the gun in her palm. "Dumbass." Levi reloads beside me, jaw tight. "Less talking. More shooting." Fine by me. I pop out from cover, firing three quick shots, hitting one, forcing the others to scramble. Owen takes another one down from behind the bar, and Levi, as always, is methodical. Precise. Deadly. And just like th
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The sheets are tangled. Levi’s arm is draped over my waist, his breath warm against my skin. I stare at the ceiling, heart still pounding. Neither of us speak. We don’t need to. Because for the first time in a long time We’re not running. We’re not fighting. We’re just existing. And for now? That’s enough. I let my fingers drift across his forearm, tracing faint scars, old wounds. Ones I know the stories behind. Ones I watched him survive. Levi shifts slightly, his grip tightening around me, as if some part of him is afraid I’ll disappear the second he lets go. I won’t. Not tonight. The room is dark, except for the moonlight filtering in through the curtains, casting shadows along the floor. Outside, the lake is still, quiet, the kind of peace we rarely get to touch. I close my eyes. Breathe. Try to hold onto the moment just a little longer. But reality is cruel. Because peace never lasts. And I know deep down, in the marrow of my bones, when
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Matteo thinks he has control. That’s his first mistake. His second? Underestimating us. Jules told us about his hideout, a discreet money-laundering operation disguised as a high-end club in the middle of the city. Not his main base, but a crucial asset. And tonight, we’re taking it from him. We sit in the stolen car a few blocks from the club, windows fogged, the air thick with tension. Levi maps out the layout one last time, tracing lines on a torn napkin. “Security at the front entrance. Two guards inside the VIP lounge. One in the back office with the cash.” I tap my gun against my thigh. “And Matteo?” Levi exhales. “Not confirmed, but if he is here, he won’t be alone.” Owen grins, checking the magazine on his pistol. “Sounds like a fun night.” Jules raises an eyebrow. “You really need therapy.” Owen smirks. “Probably.” I shake my head, adjusting my jacket. “Let’s keep this simple. Get in. Get control. Send a message.” Levi meets my gaze. “No survivors?
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For the first time in a long time, we’re not running. We’re winning. Matteo tried to trap us, tried to wipe us off the board, but we turned the game against him. And now? Now it’s his empire that’s burning. Now we’re the ones in control. And tonight? Tonight, we celebrate. The safehouse isn’t really a house—it’s an old vineyard on the outskirts of the city, tucked away behind rolling hills and long winding roads. The kind of place no one would ever look for us. Not Matteo. Not his men. No one. The main house is huge, stone walls, vaulted ceilings, heavy wooden beams stretching across warm lighting. It smells like fresh bread, like old wine, like home. Or at least, the closest thing we’ve had to one in years. The living room is alive with laughter, the crackling fireplace throwing golden light over the mismatched crowd gathered here. People who should have died months ago. People who refused to. Theo is leaning against the bar, a whiskey glass in hand, wat
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The night air is crisp, wrapping around me like a second skin as I stand on the porch, watching the vineyard stretch out under the moonlight. The scent of lavender and damp earth clings to the wind, mixing with the faint sound of laughter drifting from inside the house. For the first time in a long time, I let myself breathe. Levi is beside me, his bourbon glass empty now, his fingers tracing idle patterns along the railing. He hasn’t spoken in the last few minutes, but he doesn’t have to. There’s an understanding between us, one built on blood, war, and something deeper neither of us have dared to name. Still, my mind refuses to settle. Matteo isn’t done. We might have burned his empire, but men like him don’t fall that easily. The thought gnaws at me, sharp and unrelenting. I should go inside. Should try to enjoy this brief moment of peace. But my instincts won’t let me. And judging by the tension in Levi’s jaw, his won’t either. Finally, I exhale. “We should move
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The world slows.The gunshot echoes through the burning wreckage, splitting the dawn.I don’t have time to think, only move.Levi reacts first. His arm snaps around my waist, yanking me to the ground as the bullet slices through the air where I was standing just a second before. The impact sends us crashing onto the dirt, my breath rushing out in a painful gasp.Matteo doesn’t stop.Another shot.Levi rolls, pinning me beneath him, shielding me with his body as the bullet slams into the ground beside us, spraying dirt into my face.He’s trying to kill me.No, he’s trying to break Levi.The realization burns through me, sharp and cold. Matteo doesn’t just want us dead, he wants to take everything from us first.Not today.Levi moves fast, pulling his gun and firing two shots in quick succession. Matteo ducks, his men scattering behind him as bullets tear through the burning wreckage.I twist, gripping my gun, my pulse pounding in my ears. Theo is already moving, sprinting toward cover
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The weight of the news article lingers even after Theo sets the phone down. Levi stares at it, his fingers tapping once against the table before stilling. His expression gives nothing away, but I can see the gears turning in his mind. He isn’t shocked. He isn’t rattled. He’s already thinking ahead, already shifting pieces into place before the dust has even settled. Theo rubs a hand down his face, exhaling sharply. "The second this spreads, every one of your enemies is going to start crawling out of whatever hole they’ve been hiding in. Matteo might be dead, but Livia—" "Is worse," Levi finishes, his voice low and controlled. That word doesn’t even begin to cover it. Livia isn’t just another enemy. She’s a different kind of threat. The kind that waits, that slithers into the cracks you don’t even realize exist, the kind that lets you think you’re winning before she strikes. She won’t come at us guns blazing. She’ll make us tear ourselves apart first. "We need to get ahead of
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Years had passed since the day we fought for freedom, for peace, and for the life we have now. The life we had dreamed of for so long but never dared to imagine in the depth of our darkest days.Our home was no longer a symbol of chaos or fear—it was a sanctuary. The walls that once echoed with tension now hummed with the laughter of our children and the soft murmur of conversations that held no weight of the past. It was a place of peace, of love, of family.Levi stood by the window, looking out over the vast grounds of our estate. The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden light over everything. He had always been the protector, the one who looked out for everyone, but now, as I watched him from behind, I saw the shift. The years had softened him in ways I hadn't expected. His gaze, once sharp and filled with purpose, now held a quiet w
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We stood together, the weight of the world no longer pressing down on us. For the first time in what felt like forever, I could finally see the horizon ahead—clear, unobstructed, and full of promise. The past had been a storm, one we’d weathered with everything we had, but now the skies were calm, the air sweet with the scent of new beginnings.Levi’s hand found mine, his fingers wrapping around mine with that familiar, comforting strength. We had come so far, from the darkness of a life we never asked for, to this—this quiet, peaceful moment where everything felt right. We had built a life together, piece by piece, through the pain and the loss, through every challenge that had come our way. And now, we were free.I looked down at our son, sleeping peacefully in Levi’s arms, his tiny chest rising and falling with every breath. He was a symbol of everything we had fought for, everything we had dreamed of. He was our future, and that
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The world had changed for us. For the first time in a long while, I could breathe without the weight of the past suffocating me. Levi and I, side by side, were finally at peace. The endless battles, the constant fight for survival, all of it felt like it was behind us. There was no more running, no more hiding. We had built something together, something we never thought we’d have: a life that was free of fear, full of hope, and, most importantly, full of love.I watched Levi as he stood by the window, his hands resting lightly on the sill. The evening sun bathed him in a warm golden light, casting long shadows across the room. His face, once hardened by years of war and loss, now wore a calmness that I hadn’t thought possible. There were lines on his face, yes, but they were no longer lines of anger or sorrow. They were lines of experience, of wisdom. He had lived through so much, and yet, now, in this quiet moment, he was at peace. We both were.I leaned a
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Levi held the envelope in his hands, his fingers tracing the edges of it as if unsure whether to open it. The silence was heavy between us, each of us waiting for him to make the first move. I could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on me. I had never expected to find myself in this situation, not with Levi’s mother standing before us, and certainly not with her holding something that could change everything. The tension was palpable, and for a moment, it felt like the room itself was holding its breath.I glanced at Levi, who was still staring down at the envelope, his jaw tense, his mind clearly processing everything. It wasn’t just the content of the letter that he was contemplating; it was the years of abandonment, of unanswered questions, of the emptiness that his mother had left in his life. No matter how much he tried to shield himself from it, the truth about her absence, the reason why she had walked away all those years ago, was something that
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The days after our vow renewal passed in a peaceful blur. For the first time in what felt like forever, there were no enemies at the gates, no secrets threatening to tear us apart. There was only the present—the quiet, intimate moments we shared as a family. Levi and I spent hours talking about our future, about the life we were going to build for our son. We reflected on all we had endured to get to this point, but even more so on the love we had for each other and the trust that had grown between us.In these moments, I felt a sense of calm that was foreign to me. In the past, I had always been on edge, waiting for the next betrayal, the next threat to arise. But now, in the safety of our home, with our son sleeping peacefully in his crib, I allowed myself to feel what I had always longed for—peace.Levi and I shared a quiet dinner one evening, the soft glow of the lights illuminating the room. Our son was asleep in his room, and for the first time,
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As I watched Levi hold our son, the weight of everything that had happened seemed to melt away. It was hard to believe that just months ago, we were fighting for survival, struggling with betrayals, with enemies lurking at every corner. And now here we were, in a hospital room, surrounded by the soft hum of machines and the faint scent of antiseptic, with our child between us. I couldn’t remember a time when I had felt more at peace.Levi had always been the force of nature, the leader who commanded respect, but here, in this moment, I saw a side of him I hadn’t truly known before. The man I thought I understood—cold, calculated, driven by the mission—was now softened, changed by the simple act of holding our child. Our son, our little miracle, had transformed him in ways I didn’t think were possible.I turned my head to look at him, my hand resting gently on his arm. He was staring down at the baby with a soft expression on his face, his
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The moment Levi held our baby for the first time was one I would never forget. I had seen him strong, cold, ruthless in battle, and yet here, in the quiet, dimly lit hospital room, all that faded away. It was just him, me, and the tiny life we had created together.His arms were gentle, yet his grip was firm, as if he were afraid to let go, as if the very idea of losing this moment, losing this piece of him, terrified him more than anything else. His face was soft, his eyes filled with a vulnerability I had never seen before. He looked at our child with a kind of reverence, his gaze intense and full of awe.“I never thought…” Levi’s voice faltered, thick with emotion, and for the first time, I saw the cracks in his armor. His gaze flickered from the baby to me, and there was a shift in him, something profound. “I never thought I could feel like this. So... so helpless. But in the best way. This... this little one has already changed
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The world around me was a blur of motion, flashes of light and darkness, the steady beep of machines blending with the sound of Levi’s voice. He was calling my name, his hand gripping mine tightly, but everything felt distant, as though I was floating somewhere far from him.“Eliana, stay with me,” he said, his voice strained, as though it was costing him everything to speak. I could hear the panic there, the fear, but there was something else too—something I hadn’t heard before. Something raw. His hand tightened around mine, and I tried to squeeze back, but my fingers felt heavy, sluggish. I couldn’t focus, couldn’t stay present. My body felt foreign to me, as though I was losing control of it.“Eliana,” Levi’s voice broke through again, more urgent this time. “I need you to stay with me. Just a little longer, please.”I tried to respond, but no words came. Instead, I felt the p
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I wasn’t sure how long we’d been fighting, but it felt like hours, maybe days. Each moment blurred into the next as we moved, fought, and fought some more. The Rossettis, Livia, even Mr. Rossetti—they had been obstacles, pieces of the puzzle, but they weren’t the true threat. They were pawns, caught in a game they didn’t understand. It was always her. Levi’s twin sister. I had sensed it all along, but I hadn’t been able to put the pieces together until now. Every step we had taken, every move, it had all been leading us to her. She was the one who orchestrated this entire nightmare. The Rossettis had been too predictable, too visible. It had been her, pulling the strings from behind the scenes. And now, as we stood on the precipice of everything we had fought for, it became clear. She was here. She was the storm we had been trying to survive, and now it was time to face it head-on. Levi’s anger was palpable beside me. I could feel the tension in his every muscle, the way he gripp
