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The war doesn’t exist here. Not in the way it did before. Not in the quiet moments between us, in the soft hum of a car engine on an open road, in the golden sunlight spilling through dusty windows. For now, it’s just Levi and me. And that’s enough. I wake up to the smell of coffee and something warm and golden in the air. I blink against the soft light filtering through the curtains, stretching beneath the sheets. The motel bed is cheap, the pillows too thin, but somehow, I feel comfortable.I roll onto my side, finding Levi at the small kitchenette in the corner of the room. His shirt is unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up, exposing the sharp lines of his forearms. He moves with a kind of practiced ease, one hand holding a mug, the other flipping a pancake in the pan. It’s unfair how good he looks like this. I push up onto my elbows, voice still thick with sleep. “Since when do you know how to make pancakes?” Levi glances over his shoulder, smirking. “Since I read the ba
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The illusion of peace is dangerous. Because when things are quiet—when life feels good—that’s when reality strikes hardest. And reality finds us on the fourth week of pretending the world doesn’t exist. The town is bigger than the last one, but not by much. It’s the kind of place where people notice newcomers but don’t ask questions. Where you can sit in the corner of a bar with a whiskey in hand and no one gives a damn who you are. That’s exactly what Levi and I are doing. The neon sign outside flickers, bathing the walls in a dull red glow. The air smells like smoke and stale beer. A jukebox hums an old blues song in the corner, and I let my head rest against the back of the booth, soaking in the *normalcy* of it all. For once, we aren’t running. For once, there’s no plan. No strategy. Just drinks. Just music. Just us.Levi takes a sip of his whiskey, watching me over the rim of his glass. “You’re smiling.” I smirk. “What, am I not allowed?” He sets his drink d
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The storm has been building for days. Not the one outside—the real storm. The one between us. It starts the night we leave the bar, shoving clothes into bags, moving too fast, too sharp, too angry. I can feel it in the way Levi grips the steering wheel as we drive, his knuckles tight, his jaw locked. I can feel it in the way I sit beside him, arms crossed, my pulse hammering. It’s coming. And when it hits, it hits hard.The second the door slams shut behind us, I round on him. “You’re just so used to being the macho guy aren’t you? You just couldn't have let it go. No….you had to go and show yourself.” Levi exhales, dragging a hand through his hair. “Not this again.” “Yes, this again.” I step closer, my chest rising and falling too fast. “ We just got here and now we have to leave again. It's annoying. Considering the fact that this all could have been avoided. You decide when we leave, where we go, what happens next. And I’m just supposed to follow?” Levi turns t
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I wait till he’s fast asleep and snoring very sweetly before I sneak out. I'm leavingNot forever. Woah, not too fast. I wouldn't do that to him. Or to myself. I don't know what my life would be like without him.I step out because if I stay in that motel room with Levi for one more second, I might actually scream. His words from earlier till ring in my ears, cutting deeper than I care to admit. “Then maybe you should walk away.”God, I hate him sometimes. I hate the way he acts like nothing gets to him, like he doesn’t care whether I stay or go. Like I’m just another thing he’s preparing himself to lose. But most of all, I hate that part of me is afraid he wants me to go. That if I walk out and don’t come back, he won’t follow. Levi Vanderbilt doesn’t need people. And I refuse to be someone who begs to be wanted. So I grab my jacket, my wallet, and I slink out into the dark night. I don’t know how far I walk before I see the lights from a distance A bar. Dimly lit
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The drive back to the motel is silent. Tension crackles between us, thick and charged. I sit stiffly in the passenger seat, arms crossed, staring out the window as streetlights blur past. Levi’s grip on the wheel is tight, his knuckles pale, his jaw locked like he’s holding back words he isn’t ready to say. Good. Let him stew in it. Let him feel what I felt when he stood in front of me and told me to walk away like it meant nothing. Like I meant nothing. I shouldn’t have gotten in the car with him. Not when he was being such a jerkI should’ve made him sweat longer. Should’ve let him wonder if I was really coming back. But when Levi Vanderbilt tells you he doesn’t want to lose you, when his voice is low and raw and real—you go. Even if you hate him for it. Even if part of you wants to slam the car door and tell him to go to hell. Because underneath all the anger, all the *bullshit*—I want him, too. And that pisses me off more than anything. Levi shuts the door be
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The morning after a fight always feels strange. Like stepping onto unstable ground, waiting to see if it’ll hold or collapse beneath your feet. I wake up tangled in sheets that aren’t mine, wrapped in warmth that belongs to *him.* Levi’s arm is still draped over my waist, his breathing slow and even against the back of my neck. For a second, I let myself feel it. The weight of him. The quiet. The illusion of peace. Then reality creeps back in. I shift slightly, testing the space between us. Levi’s grip tightens instinctively, his fingers flexing against my skin like he knows I’m trying to pull away. “Don’t,” he murmurs, voice thick with sleep. I exhale, staring at the ceiling. “We have to talk.” Levi sighs, but he doesn’t argue. He just presses a lingering kiss to my shoulder before finally letting me go. The second his warmth disappears, I feel colder. I sit up, rubbing a hand over my face, willing my thoughts to stop racing. “Where do we go from here?” Levi s
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My heart kicks up. Levi stiffens beside me, his entire body going still. I don’t need to say anything. He already knows. We’re being watched. Levi moves first, grabbing my wrist, pulling me behind a shelf. “Eliana,” he murmurs, voice calm but firm. “We need to go. Now.” I swallow, nodding. “Got it.” We make our way toward the exit, slow and steady, blending into the small crowd of people at the register. But then— “Vanderbilt.” The voice is smooth. Cold. Levi stops walking. My pulse spikes. Slowly, he turns. The man from the bar. Matt.The same guy I’d been talking to that night, the one who’d just seemed like a harmless distraction. Only now, he doesn’t look so harmless. His stance is too easy. His smirk is too knowing. “Matt. What the hell are you doing here" Even as I ask that question, I can already tell the answer. “How the hell did you find us." Of course he's a stooge for the Rosetti’s. I should have known. It was all a little too good to b
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The silence stretches long after Matt disappears into the dark. The wind cuts through the alley, sharp and unrelenting, making me feel exposed despite the shadows. Levi stands beside me, his shoulders tight, his fists clenched like he’s still ready to fight, even though there’s no one left to throw a punch at. I swallow, my pulse still hammering. “What the hell just happened?” Levi exhales, shaking his head. “We just ran out of time.” My stomach twists. Because he’s right. We’ve been running for months, staying one step ahead of the Rosettis, playing this game like we actually had a shot at getting away. But now? Now they’re here. Now they’re close.Now there’s no more running. I cross my arms, trying to steady my breathing. “You think Matt meant it?” Levi tilts his head, eyes dark. “About giving us a chance?” He exhales sharply. “No. That was a courtesy, nothing more.” The weight of it sinks in. I stare at the ground, my jaw tight. “Then what the hell are we sup
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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
