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•Théo clasped the edge of the bed and glared at the girl acting like she couldn't give two shits about his question. When he kept waiting for her to fess up, her snubbing and disinterested frown just showed her guilt. "What?""So we're back to lies and pretending." He used a harsher tone, not caring if he might offend her in some way, or if he would sound like a judgmental jerk. "What d'you mean?"A loud grunt preceded his argument. "You've gotta stop—" He looked away. "It's getting out of hand."Her disbelief pinned her scowl on her pretty face. "What? We were having fun just last night."He faked a chuckle at her words. He almost believed her when she said she was only going through his stuff because she thought he was seeing someone else. But when he caught her using in the bathroom again, he instantly realized the real reason she snooped on his phone and went through his luggage.She was good at pretending but she wasn't a better liar than him—that he was sure of now. At the mom
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•"Are you texting her?""No.""You're hilarious.""Shut up." Théo hunched closer to the table and checked his phone. The smirk on his best friend's face wasn't because of the alcohol, he knew.Tomek quit grinning and shifted in his seat to glance over the well-lit stage below them. "She looks great," Tomek said after spending a while watching tonight's performers.Théo let his gaze drift to the right half of the curved platform, where the tall bassist and the only female vocalist onstage were positioned. Midway on the stage stood Veronica. She stood behind a microphone stand. The black pantsuit she had on made her look like a young company executive, as opposed to a frequently touring musician."That's Ed, right?" asked Tomek.Théo put his beer glass back on the table and answered with a small nod. He took another quick look at the band in performance; the Brooklyn-based indie-rock quartet were the last performers for tonight.Ed, the band's vocalist, was now belting the song's verse.
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•"How's Harriet?""Working on her book.""Her third, right?"Kyle looked up from the score papers he'd been looking at for the past half-hour. "Her novel's still in progress. The third one's non-fiction, I think," he muttered while he slumped on the hotel bed. "Pretty busy.""And still single?" Veronica asked, her voice a bit hushed. She was busy combing her hair in the bathroom. The door was ajar, and her black skirt's frills looked as wavy as her brown locks."Doesn't want distractions," he replied shortly after ignoring the suggestive manner of her question."'Course. Writing's intricate, time-consuming, and..."Kyle continued to stare at the papers he held. It had notes that she'd composed over the last two nights. He could use them in the bridge of their new song, with some vocal layers fo
In Wounded Rhymes [Mafia Games X] 25 : Stuck in a Moment
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•"Tomorrow night?" "Yeah. Why? Are you supposed to..." Anastasia frowned slightly. "You have another meeting tomorrow?"Théo held back a sigh of frustration and pocketed his phone. Gillaume just texted him coordinates again. He was expecting another dropped call, but the coordinates meant Gillaume was ready to meet up any minute now.Meaning, she was already in the States. In New York, maybe? The agency also had headquarters in the East Coast."I can call the...we can do the morning after. Or the day after that," Ana said when he kept hesitating. "You're gonna be busy all day tomorrow?""Yeah. I need to be back in New York tomorrow afternoon." "What?" Ana pulled a face. "You just arrived.""Gotta meet up with someone from the agency. I have to clear up my schedule before we go to Rome. Let them know I'll be unavailable." "Okay," she replied with a faint nod that indicated some uncertainty. "Booked a flight yet?""No. I just got the text. Meeting with them tomorrow evening." He had
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In Wounded Rhymes [Mafia Games X] 114 : We'll Make Our Own Future
•"Sorry." Théo held her hand on his thigh. A comfortable silence lingered in the room. His calmer demeanor now seemed genuine and he kept staring into her eyes.Perhaps he was done trying to provoke another argument just for the sake of it. The mumbled apology was giving her the distinct impression that he really wanted to work over their issues now.The thought, although comforting enough, still didn't get rid of her doubts. Veronica kept still on the bed. "For?"Théo averted his eyes. He let go of her hand and gave her the flimsiest of shrugs. "I was being a dick.""And?" She hid a grin using her bangs."I just...rushed to judgment.""Okay.""How's your mom?"A little surprised by the question, she leaned closer to his lap and smiled at him, content with his short but earnest apology. &n
In Wounded Rhymes [Mafia Games X] 113 : Setting Things Straight
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In Wounded Rhymes [Mafia Games X] 112 : Nice Seeing You Again
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In Wounded Rhymes [Mafia Games X] 111 : You've Done Enough, Sport
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In Wounded Rhymes [Mafia Games X] 109 : Back In His Arms
• "Aya! Don't even... Argh! Cazzo!" "No, Aya!" Veronica could only stand and watch as Raffaele ran after his pregnant girlfriend. He rushed out of the SUV the second Alodia started running for the tall gates. They were wide open, almost too tempting to ignore, which eventually convinced Alodia to step into the property amid the ongoing standoff. "Please don't shoot! Don't shoot!" Alodia kept screaming as her tears ran down her pale cheeks. "He's... He's not himself! Please! I'm begging you. Don't shoot him!" She was all eyes on Leandro while begging for the authorities to spare the guy's life. Before she could even reach the parking lot surrounded by Italian cops and their heavily armed tactical team, two taller guys clasped her arms, effortlessly holding her back, keeping her stuck and sobbing beside a police car. Raffaele didn't get that far. Three cops blocked his way before h
In Wounded Rhymes [Mafia Games X] 108 : A Defensive Stand
•About half an hour of begging and tears eventually granted her wish. Raffaele obviously hated to say yes to her request, but he gave in when she didn't stop pleading for him to take her to Castiglione.Such an impulsive decision on her part—a choice that might put her life in serious danger, but she just couldn't stay behind. Wait. Do nothing. No thanks. She had to be there. See Théo with her own eyes.This would be the last time she would be risking her own safety for him. Seriously. The last time. Her mother didn't even know she was back here in Italy, begging for help from strangers just to find her ex. Raffaele didn't treat her like a stranger, though. For the past 24 hours, he had been indulging her, consoling her, helping her to the best of his ability as though they were old friends.Did it mean he already forgave Théo? F
