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Rose Alexandria Sinclair;"On your knees." That was all he said. Thirty minutes later, here I was—still kneeling, watching this arrogant bastard sip his whiskey like he owned the damn world."This is ridiculous, Red. Why are you doing this?" I asked, my patience wearing thin.His gaze snapped to mine, his voice a low growl. "For the last time, Rose, don’t call me Red. Don’t. You. Dare."I rolled my eyes, muttering under my breath. "Bastard.”He finally stood, swirling the last of his drink. "You can get up. It’s past midnight."And just like that, he was gone, leaving the private lounge without another word. I stood, stretching my stiff legs and glancing around the dimly lit room. A heavy sigh escaped me.I couldn’t do this anymore. Not the kneeling, not the power plays, and certainly not dealing with his melodrama."Oh, I’m the great Frederico Grey Di Grazia. No one dares cross me." Please.I glared at the door he’d walked through. “How did he even get this rich? And what the hell ha
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Rose Alexandria Sinclair;“Dad… how could you say that?” I snapped, my voice shaking with anger as I clutched the phone tighter. Standing in the communication room—the only place staff were allowed to make calls—I fought to keep my emotions in check.“Rose, don’t you want your mother to get better?” his voice came through the line, heavy with guilt and desperation. “She’s in the hospital, Rose. No proper food, no care… nothing.”I shut my eyes tightly, the sting of unshed tears burning. My chest heaved with frustration.“Ask Frederico for help,” he continued, his tone hardening. “He’s your ex, isn’t he? He owes you something!”“Pa!” I nearly shouted, the word bursting from my lips like a crack of thunder. “How can you even suggest that? You know what happened… you know what he did to me! It’s because of your loan from him that we’re in this mess in the first place. You’ve dragged all of us into this—Mom, Grandpa… me! And now you want me to crawl back to him?”“For crying out loud, Pa!
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Rose Alexandria Sinclair;Edward led the way, his grip firm but gentle on my arm as we walked through the quiet paths of the estate. Nathalie trailed behind us, her loud footsteps crunching the gravel.“So, where exactly are we going?” Nathalie chimed in, her tone dripping with suspicion. “Or is this some secret lovebird getaway?”Edward sighed, glancing over his shoulder. “Do you have to comment on everything, Nathalie?”“Of course. I live for this stuff,” she replied with a grin, clearly enjoying herself.I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help smiling. “You’re impossible, you know that?”“Thank you! I’ll take that as a compliment.”After a few more minutes, we turned a corner, and the view ahead stopped me in my tracks. A gentle waterfall tumbled into a sparkling pool, surrounded by lush greenery and dotted with turtles sunbathing on the rocks. The sunlight filtering through the trees gave the place an almost magical glow.“Whoa…” I breathed, taking in the beauty of it all.“Told you it
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Frederico Grey Di Grazia;"Please, Master… I know it’s insane, but I’ll do anything," Rose whispered, her voice trembling as she dropped to her knees before me.Tears glistened on her cheeks, falling in steady streams. Exactly what I wanted to see. There was something intoxicating about watching her crumble, the way her chest heaved as she fought for composure."Anything?" I drawled, my lips curving into a wicked smile. "Your father’s a fool, and your mother… she’s already knocking on death’s door. Why should I care?""Please…" she whimpered, desperation thick in her voice. "I’ll do whatever you ask, Master. Just… please."I leaned forward, tilting her chin up with my finger so her tear-streaked eyes met mine. "Fine. But if you want my help, you’ll have to earn it. Crawl to me like a good girl, and let’s see what you’re truly willing to do."Her hesitation lasted only a second, but it was enough to feed my power over her. Then, she obeyed, crawling toward me on shaky hands and knees.
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Frederico Grey Di Grazia “Mr. Di Grazia…” The Senator began, his tone careful but confident as he unlocked the case in front of him and turned it toward me. “This is forty million dollars. Take a good look.” With a calculated flourish, he gestured to the second case beside it. “And there’s more where this came from. Double, if necessary.” I leaned back in my chair, swirling the glass of whiskey in my hand, my eyes fixed on him. Alessandro Vittorio—a man with ambition carved into every line of his face. He wanted something, and he wasn’t here to mince words. “So, you think money is enough to buy my influence, Senator?” I asked, my voice low and sharp, the faintest smirk tugging at my lips. “I’m not a fool,” he replied, his smile thin. “But money opens doors. And your influence? That moves mountains. I want to secure the presidency when the elections come, and I know you have the means to make that happen.” I chuckled darkly, setting my glass down on the table between us. “Th
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Rose Alexandria Sinclair;I was tidying Frederico’s room when the memories of that night hit me like a freight train, vivid and impossible to push away.That arrogant bastard—he’d pushed me to my limits, made me finger myself while he watched, only to have me beg for his cock. And when he finally gave in, it was rough, consuming, leaving me trembling long after it was over.I was so lost in thought that I didn’t even hear the door open.“What’s taking you so long?”His deep, authoritative voice made me jump, the sheet slipping from my hands. I spun around to find Frederico leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, his sharp gaze fixed on me.“Are you always this distracted while you work?” he asked, his tone cool but edged with something darker, something knowing.I swallowed hard, my face flushing as I fumbled for a response, but before I could say anything, his smirk deepened.“Let me guess,” he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous low. “Still thinking about last night?”“No,
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Frederico Grey Di Grazia;The air in the room was heavy with the scent of aged whiskey and expensive cigars. I leaned back in my leather armchair, the dim lighting casting sharp shadows across my face. Around the long, polished mahogany table sat the most powerful men in Italy, bankers, media moguls, politicians, and mafia dons. They weren’t just business associates; they were members of La Confraternita di Potere. The Brotherhood of Power.No symbols. No chants. No meaningless rituals. This was the occult of reality: a society where alliances were forged, futures were decided, and enemies were erased without a trace.I leaned forward, fingers steepled, as the Senator entered. His shoulders were stiff, his smile too forced. He was nervous. He should be.“Welcome, Senator Alessandro Vittorio,” I said, gesturing to the lone chair in the middle of the room. “Sit.”He paused, scanning the faces around him. These weren’t just powerful men—they were the kind of men who made governments r
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Rose Alexandria Sinclair;“Ma, how are you?” I asked, gnawing at my nails—a bad habit that always crept up when stress or anxiety took over.“Rose…when are you coming to see me?” Her voice trembled, each word heavy with exhaustion. “The hospital bills, Rose…they’re piling up.”I closed my eyes, releasing a long, shaky breath. “Ma, I sent Pa some money last week. What do you mean?”She let out a bitter laugh that stung more than her words. “You sent him money? Rose, I haven’t seen your father in two days. He’s probably out gambling it all away!”My frustration bubbled over, spilling into my voice before I could stop it. “Why does he keep doing this, Ma? What is wrong with him? Does he even understand what it means for me to be stuck here, held captive in this godforsaken place, barely able to make ends meet?”I paced the tiny room, every corner closing in on me. “I’m working myself to the bone, Ma. I’m barely sleeping, barely eating, and for what? So he can throw it all away at some ca
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Rose Sinclair; The resident doctor cleared me for discharge last night. By 5 AM, I was already up, showered, dressed in casual clothes, and ready for whoever was coming to pick me up. The past week had been nothing but a cycle of monotony, with the old TV in the ward playing the same fighting techniques over and over again.By now, my mind had memorized those moves—not by choice, but by sheer repetition. The more you’re exposed to something, the more your subconscious absorbs it. That’s just how the brain works.I sat on the bed, waiting patiently. By 6 AM, Mad Max Waltz walked in. His sharp eyes scanned the room before locking onto mine.From across the ward, Max held my gaze in silent challenge. The tension thickened, an invisible line drawn between us. There was nothing I liked about him—his cruelty, his demeanor, his complete lack of kindness.His piercing blue eyes seemed to drill into me, unwavering. My eyes watered slightly from the intensity, but I refused to look away. I wan
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Federico Di Grazia;Her hand on me made my skin crawl. I let out a long-overdue sigh—Trix was history. I’d had plenty of "history" before, but I never got attached, and I sure as hell didn’t go back."You got something to say?" I asked impatiently, waiting for her to get out of my way."You haven’t called, texted, or even asked me over... so yeah, I’ve got something to say." Her arms crossed, bitterness lacing her voice.I let out a small chuckle, rubbing my temple with one hand while the other rested on my waist. "You knew the rules—no strings attached. Why would I do any of that just because we had a few nights together?" My tone was sharp, deliberate.She scoffed, disbelief flashing across her face. She looked away for a moment before locking eyes with me again. "That twerp in there is why you’re acting like this, huh? That weak-ass, dumb-ass had you running back in here?" She accused, like she had some claim over me."You sound entitled, Trix… or should I say Beatrice?" I watched
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Rose SinclairA sharp ringing tore through my skull, drowning out the world. My vision swam, my eyes burned, and the roar of the crowd faded in and out like a bad signal. But I didn’t need to hear them to know what they wanted. Their faces said it all.They wanted me dead.I forced myself to focus, but my head felt like it had been stuffed with cotton. Across from me, she stood with a smirk, fists clenched. Trix. She was studying me, waiting. Then I saw it—every time she attacked, she shifted her weight onto her back leg. A habit. Maybe even a weakness.Her stance tightened. I barely had time to react before she lunged. My body moved on instinct—I jumped onto her front leg. Bad move. We both went crashing to the ground."Ouuu!""Damn!""Shit!" The crowd’s shouts cut through the haze.Trix recovered first. She shoved me off, sending me sprawling onto my back. Pain exploded through me. Before I could even catch my breath, she was on me, straddling my waist.Then the punches came.I bare
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Rose Sinclair"Hi, I'm Marvel. Tier 2."The girl who had earlier advised me to fall in line whispered just loud enough for me to hear."I'm Rose. What’s Tier 2?" I asked, my voice low. I had no idea what she meant.She didn’t answer right away, her attention flicking back to the two men engaged in hand-to-hand combat. They moved with precision, anticipating each other’s attacks like they had memorized each other's fighting styles. Every punch, every block, every counter seemed sharper than the last, the blows landing with bone-crunching force."In here, we’re ranked in four levels—tiers," Marvel finally explained. "Tier 3? Might as well be beginners. They have no special skills, just basic combat training. Tier 2 fighters—like me—are stronger, faster. We have specialties, something that makes us stand out. Then there's Tier 1, the best of the best. They don’t just fight in the war grounds—they go on missions for the Don. You don’t mess with them."I kept my gaze on the fight, trying t
