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I sat in the sunlit parlor of our old family home, the afternoon light casting a warm glow on the faded wallpaper. Aunt Lou was across from me, her knitting needles clicking rhythmically as she worked on yet another scarf. The serenity of the scene was a stark contrast to the turmoil churning inside me. The lawsuit against the Montefalcos weighed heavily on my mind, and I knew it was time to discuss it with Aunt Lou."Aunt Lou," I began, my voice barely above a whisper, "we need to talk about the lawsuit."She looked up from her knitting, her eyes softening with concern. Aunt Lou had always been my rock, my guiding star, especially since my parents had passed away. She set her knitting aside, giving me her full attention."Of course, dear. What's on your mind?"I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. "It's been almost a year since we filed the lawsuit against the Montefalcos for illegally seizing our family inheritance. The legal battle has been draining, both emotionally and fin
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The sunlight filtered through the garden leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground. I sat on the wrought-iron bench, its intricate design cold against my skin despite the warmth of the afternoon. The garden was a sanctuary, a place of tranquility amidst the chaos that had been my life for the past few years. As I stared at the blooming roses, my mind wandered back to the memories I wished I could erase.Justin Montefalco. The name alone stirred a whirlwind of emotions—anger, betrayal, sadness. Our marriage had been anything but a fairy tale. I had walked down the aisle with hope in my heart, believing that Justin and I were destined for a lifetime of happiness. But reality had a cruel way of shattering illusions.It started with the late nights. Justin would come home well past midnight, reeking of alcohol and cheap perfume. At first, I believed his excuses about late meetings and business deals. But then, there were the phone calls, hushed conversations that abruptly ended when I
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The evening had started beautifully. Leon and I had decided move from to treat ourselves to a meal at Le Jardin, a charming little French restaurant nestled in the heart of the city. The soft lighting and the gentle hum of conversation created an intimate atmosphere, making it the perfect escape from the troubles that had been weighing on my mind. Leon, with his easy smile and warm presence, made everything seem a little less daunting.We were halfway through our meal, savoring each bite and enjoying a glass of wine when Leon’s phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, a frown creasing his forehead. “I need to take this,” he said apologetically, rising from his seat. “It’s work. I’ll be right back.”I nodded, watching as he stepped outside, phone pressed to his ear. Left alone, I took another sip of my wine, letting the rich flavor linger on my tongue. I was lost in thought when a familiar, unwelcome voice broke through my reverie.“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Margarette.”I looked up
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I felt the cold night air brush against my skin as Leon and I walked out of Le Jardin. The evening had turned out far from what I expected. Our dinner, meant to be a quiet and important affair where we could possibly begin to talk about our plan for the lawsuit, was ruined by the sudden intrusion of my former mother-in-law. I couldn’t help but feel a lingering tension between us as we made our way down the cobblestone street, the sound of our footsteps echoing in the quiet night.“Margarette,” Leon’s voice cut through the silence. “My place is just nearby. It’s just one of the random condo I own nearby. Why don’t we head there so you can change out of that dress? It’s…well, it’s a bit stained.” He offered a tentative smile, his usual confidence slightly dampened by the events of the evening.I didn’t know that Leon was this rich. However, I just simply couldn’t take the offer right away.However, as I glanced down at the dark spot on my dress where wine had spilled earlier, it made m
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As I stepped into the quiet warmth of our home, the events of the night still played vividly in my mind. Leon’s kiss, the way it had caught me off guard, and how it had stirred feelings I wasn’t ready to confront. The thought of it sent a shiver down my spine, but I quickly shook it off as I made my way into the living room. And there, Aunt Lou sat comfortably on the couch, her favorite late-night talk show flickering on the screen.She looked up as I entered, her eyes full of curiosity. “Oh, Margarette, you’re home late. How was the dinner with Leon go?”I felt my heart skip a beat, the memory of our kiss flashing through my mind. I knew Aunt Lou would worry if she sensed something was off, and I didn’t want to burden her with my confusion. Plastering on a smile, I forced my voice to sound light and carefree. “Dinner was okay and we talked a lot about the plans, he said so much about trying move carefully and surely and there rest were more about trying to tell him what I want to w
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The smell of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air as I sat by the window, watching the world pass by outside. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving a warm, orange glow that spread across the sky. Yet, the same questions that had haunted me since that day at Rosie's bakery continued to swirl in my mind. Why hadn't Leon contacted me? What did I say that might have caused this distance?My thoughts wandered back to our conversation at Rosie's. The way his eyes darkened when I told him we needed to stay neutral, that he shouldn't fall in love with me—it was as if a wall had suddenly sprung up between us. I only meant it as a way to protect us both, to keep things simple, but now I was starting to wonder if I had only made things more complicated.I sighed deeply, pressing my palms against my forehead. I had never been good at relationships, I guess and this was no exception. I mean look at my recently failed marriage, and now even a simple friendship with Leon seemed to h
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The evening air was cool as I stepped outside. My heart fluttered in my chest as I spotted Leon leaning casually against a sleek silver car parked in front of my house. It wasn’t the same car he had used before, but a different, more luxurious model that gleamed under the streetlights.I hesitated for a moment, feeling a strange mix of excitement and unease. Leon looked intently at me as I approached, a small smile playing on his lips, but there was something guarded in his expression. I wasn’t sure how to feel or what to expect from this night. The last time we spoke, things had been tense—my own words had put a distance between us that felt almost insurmountable.“Margarette,” Leon greeted me, his voice warm yet tinged with something I couldn’t quite place. He opened the car door for me, and I slid into the soft leather seat, feeling a bit out of place in such an extravagant setting.The silence between us was thick, and I struggled to find something to say. It wasn’t like me to
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“Another day thinking about it again…” I whispered to myself as I stretched my body to begin the day.The days following my dinner with Leon seemed to stretch endlessly, as if time itself had decided to crawl at a snail’s pace just to torment me. Each hour felt heavier than the last, weighted with the unresolved tension between us and the unsaid words that lingered like a ghost in the room. I desperately needed a distraction, anything to keep my mind from wandering back to that night, to the conversation that had left me feeling more lost than ever. And so I buried myself in housework, trying to exhaust my body so that my mind would finally relent. The pantry, long overdue for a reorganization, became my first project. I spent hours sorting through spices and canned goods, aligning jars and containers with an almost obsessive precision. But no matter how perfectly I arranged the shelves, it did nothing to quell the gnawing ache deep in my chest. When the pantry no longer offered an
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Gunfire tore through the air, glass raining down around us as we hit the ground. The sharp sound of bullets striking wood and metal sent my heart into a frantic rhythm. Leon grabbed me, shielding my body as we crawled behind the heavy oak desk.“Dorian?” Leon’s voice was sharp, controlled despite the chaos.“I’m fine,” Dorian called from behind a toppled chair. He moved fast, drawing his gun and firing two precise shots toward the broken windows. A pained grunt told us he had hit his mark.Vincent, the smug bastard, was still in his chair, completely unbothered by the attack.“This is cute,” he mused, swirling the whiskey in his glass. “But you should know by now—I never play fair.”Leon turned his gun on him. “Call them off.”Vincent only smiled.I gritted my teeth. “Damn it, Vincent, this isn’t a game! Who the hell is shooting at us?”The door burst open, and three armed men stormed in.Dorian moved first. He lunged at the closest attacker, his blade flashing in the dim light. The m
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Darkness swallowed me whole.For a moment, I thought I was dead. The gunshot still rang in my ears, deafening, all-consuming. But then, pain—sharp and searing—bloomed along my side, pulling me back from the abyss. My breath came in ragged gasps as my knees buckled, and I felt myself falling.Strong arms caught me before I hit the ground.“Margarette!” Leon’s voice was raw with panic. His hands pressed against my wound, trying to staunch the bleeding. The warmth of my own blood seeped through my clothes, sticky against my skin. Dorian fired, his shot echoing through the cavernous estate.Elise let out a sharp cry, staggering back. But even as she bled, her cruel smile remained. “Not bad,” she whispered, clutching her shoulder where Dorian’s bullet had struck her. “But not enough.”Leon lifted me, his grip firm but desperate. “We need to move. Now.”“No,” I gritted out, fighting through the pain. “We finish this.”Dorian cursed. “Are you insane? You’re bleeding out!”I forced myself to
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Gunfire tore through the air, glass raining down around us as we hit the ground. The sharp sound of bullets striking wood and metal sent my heart into a frantic rhythm. Leon grabbed me, shielding my body as we crawled behind the heavy oak desk.“Dorian?” Leon’s voice was sharp, controlled despite the chaos.“I’m fine,” Dorian called from behind a toppled chair. He moved fast, drawing his gun and firing two precise shots toward the broken windows. A pained grunt told us he had hit his mark.Vincent, the smug bastard, was still in his chair, completely unbothered by the attack.“This is cute,” he mused, swirling the whiskey in his glass. “But you should know by now—I never play fair.”Leon turned his gun on him. “Call them off.”Vincent only smiled.I gritted my teeth. “Damn it, Vincent, this isn’t a game! Who the hell is shooting at us?”The door burst open, and three armed men stormed in.Dorian moved first. He lunged at the closest attacker, his blade flashing in the dim light. The m
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The safe house felt suffocating, the air thick with unspoken tension. Every second we wasted gave Vincent more time to prepare. More time to strike.I wasn’t going to let that happen.Leon stood by the table, his hands braced against the surface, muscles tight with frustration. Dorian, despite the pain from his injury, sat nearby, flipping a knife between his fingers—a habit he had when deep in thought.“We need a lead,” Leon finally said, his voice low and controlled. “We can’t storm in blind.”I paced near the window, arms crossed. “We do have a lead. This locket.” I held it up, the metal catching the dim light. “Vincent had it for a reason. He wanted me to see it. Why?”Dorian exhaled sharply. “Because he’s playing with you.”I shook my head. “No. There’s more to it. He wouldn’t go through the trouble of planting something from my past just to taunt me. He wants me to remember something.”Leon’s gaze darkened. “Then let’s start at the beginning. The night of the accident.”My throa
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The salty night air carried the hum of distant ship engines and the occasional murmur of dock workers. But this wasn’t just a routine shipment—this was a calculated exchange of power, a moment that could unravel everything Elise’s father had hidden for years.I crouched behind a stack of shipping containers with Leon beside me. Dorian’s team was spread out, positioned along the pier, watching, waiting. A dark van was parked near the edge of the dock, its back doors open. Men in suits moved between the van and the cargo, transferring crates that likely held more than just money.Leon’s voice was low in my ear. “Four men on the ground, two near the van. More could be inside.”I nodded, my gaze locked on the crates. “That’s not just cash, Leon. That’s leverage. He wouldn’t move it unless he was running scared.”Dorian’s voice crackled through our earpieces. “We take them now, we risk losing the files. We wait too long, we risk backup showing up.”I made the decision before anyone else co
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Dorian smirked. “Relax, lover boy. I’m not saying she’s defenseless—I’m saying we need to be smart about this.”Leon’s glare didn’t waver, but he didn’t argue either. He knew Dorian was right.I exhaled, my fingers tightening around the locket that had started all of this. “So what do we do?”Dorian sighed. “You have two choices: disappear and hope they forget about you… or go after them first.”Leon tensed beside me. “You’re suggesting we take the fight to them?”Dorian shrugged. “Elise’s father had powerful connections. Some of them might scatter now that he’s locked up, but the smart ones? They’ll wait. Watch. See what you do next.”I swallowed hard. “Then we don’t give them time to plan.”Leon turned to me, his expression dark. “You’re sure about this?”I met his gaze. “I didn’t come this far just to hide.”Dorian grinned. “That’s what I was hoping you’d say.”Alexa shifted uncomfortably. “I wish I had your courage.”I reached for her hand. “You have more than you think.”She gave
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The night before our departure, I barely slept. The weight of the locket pressed against my collarbone, a silent reminder that my past was no longer buried—it was clawing its way back to the surface.Leon must have sensed my restlessness because he found me in the kitchen before dawn, staring into my untouched cup of coffee.“You’re thinking too much.”I let out a breathless laugh, shaking my head. “You always say that.”“Because it’s always true.” He leaned against the counter, arms crossed. “Second thoughts?”“No,” I said. “Just… doubts. What if I don’t find the answers I’m looking for? What if I’m just chasing ghosts?”Leon studied me for a long moment before stepping closer, his fingers grazing the locket at my neck. “Then we chase them together.”My chest tightened at the quiet intensity in his voice.Before I could respond, Dorian’s voice cut through the stillness. “Time to go.”The drive to the estate was long and silent. Alexa had insisted on coming, despite her injuries. She
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The moment Elise’s father whistled, chaos erupted. Gunfire cracked through the air, sending dock workers scattering. Shadows moved between the containers—his men, heavily armed and ready.Leon pulled me behind a stack of crates as bullets ricocheted off the metal. “Dorian, how many?”Dorian’s voice came sharp through the earpiece. “At least eight. They were waiting for you.”I clenched my teeth. Of course, he knew we’d come.Leon checked his ammo. “We need to take them out before he reaches the cargo ship.”I exhaled, steadying my grip on my gun. “Then let’s end this.”Leon moved first, stepping out just long enough to fire three quick shots. A grunt of pain echoed through the night. One down.Dorian’s rifle cracked, taking out another.I kept close to the containers, listening—waiting. A figure rushed toward me. I ducked just as he swung a knife, feeling the blade slice the air above my head.Without hesitation, I drove my elbow into his ribs, twisting his wrist until the knife clatt
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The weight of the file in my hands was suffocating. The words blurred together, but the truth was undeniable—my father hadn’t just been a scientist. He had been a test subject. And Elise’s father had orchestrated it all.Leon took the file from me carefully, his jaw tight as he read through the documents. “This wasn’t just research. They were experimenting on people.”Dorian exhaled sharply. “And your father was one of them.”I clenched my fists. “But why? What were they trying to do?”Leon flipped to the last page, scanning the details. His eyes darkened. “Something about genetic resilience. Accelerated healing. They were looking for ways to manipulate biological responses to trauma.”My stomach churned. “You mean… like making people stronger?”“Stronger, faster, immune to certain injuries.” Leon met my gaze, his voice heavy. “Margarette, they weren’t just studying human endurance. They were creating something.”A chill ran down my spine. “Creating what?”Dorian shifted uncomfortably
