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Chapter 31 - Poetic Punishment
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Alessandro ☩══♛══☩ The handcuffs were off, but I still felt the weight of them, pressing into my wrists like a phantom ache. It was as if she’d seared them into my skin, The paperwork had been signed. My lawyer—Goldstein, stood by the exit, flipping through the final documents, nodding along to some bullshit the desk agent mumbled. I barely heard any of it. My eyes were fixed on the sterile walls, the fluorescent lights above, and the goddamn FBI crest mounted on the far wall like it was something holy. Sanctimonious bastards. There was this roiling fury in my chest, burning like a furnace I couldn’t extinguish. All I could think about was her. Viviane Kane. Oh fuck, my bad... Special Agent Viviane Kane. I need to make sure I don’t forget that little title any time soon. A darkness washed over me, sinking into my thoughts, my heart, my very being. I could still see her face, those wide, desperate eyes staring back at me... pathetic. She wouldn’t get to haunt me, not
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Viviane ☩═✦═☩ It wasn’t paranoia, I knew their way of looking at me had changed. Their eyes lingered longer than they used to. They were subtle but enough to make the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Every corridor I walked down, every room I entered, I felt it. A shift. A tension. Conversations cut off mid-sentence. Quiet smirks exchanged when they thought I wasn’t looking. They knew. The interrogation. Alessandro’s words. That move to humiliate me. It had worked, and now it was all anyone around here could talk about. Even Fitz had that look—like I’d just confirmed every worst-case scenario he’d ever imagined about me. They didn’t say it to my face, of course. The FBI didn’t work like that. No, the Bureau thrived on whispers, on knowing glances, on passive-aggressive judgment that could cut deeper than any outright insult. I sat at my desk, pen in hand, clicking it over and over—open, shut, open, shut. The men gave me these looks...half-pity, half-something els
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Viviane ☩═✦═☩ The chill of the New York night bit through my tactical gear as we huddled in the staging area just off a dirt road deep in the woods. The outskirts of the city felt worlds away from Manhattan. It was silent except for the rustle of leaves and the occasional low murmur of voices. Only the moonlight filtered through the trees, fell on the convoy of SUVs and black tactical vans. The warehouse sat less than a mile away. Recon photos showed it was heavily guarded, complete with cameras, floodlights, and armed guards stationed at all entrances. Fitz stood at the center of our team, as he went over the final details. A large map of the warehouse lay on the hood of one of the vehicles, illuminated by a red tactical light. “The perimeter team will secure the exits,” Fitz voiced, his gaze sweeping over the group, “We don’t want anyone slipping out into the woods. Entry team moves in through the west side. It’s the weakest point. Surveillance suggests minimal guards there
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Alessandro ☩══♛══☩ I leaned back in the leather armchair, staring blankly at the whiskey glass in my hand, her words still echoing in my head. "Freckles, you think people like this actually exist? Two people, so wrapped up in each other that they just... give it all, no questions asked? I don’t know. Feels like these books are just setting people up for disappointment." I could still hear the scoff in her voice, see that half-smirk pulling at her lips, like she was too smart to fall for fairytales. "Honestly? I don’t buy it. Unconditional love—people throw that phrase around like it’s just something you fall into. But in real life, love fades. It’s not all hearts and flowers; it’s fights and regrets. Most people can’t tell the difference between lust and love. They just get off on the idea of a forever that doesn’t exist." I should’ve heard it then. Really heard it. She wasn’t just talking about love, she was telling me exactly who she was. Exactly what we were. Temporary. Dis
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Viviane ☩═✦═☩ Do you ever walk into a room and feel like every single pair of eyes is on you, sizing you up, waiting for you to make a mistake? Like the walls themselves are whispering behind your back? That’s how it felt today at the office. Every whisper, every sideways glance, it all felt like it was about me. When someone leaned in close to speak to someone else, my stomach knotted. Were they talking about me? Talking about Stella? Questioning how I still had a job after everything that went down? Every time someone adjusted their holster or touched their weapon, I swore they were about to pull it, like they had made up their mind about whose fault this mess was. I kept looking around, searching for a friendly face, anyone who might give me a shred of reassurance but there was nothing. Not a single one of them felt like a friend, like someone I could trust. And I realized then, I was alone in all of this. The one person who might’ve understood, who might’ve cared enough to
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Viviane ☩═✦═☩ Lesson number 1: Gloves. Lesson number 2: No one is innocent, Not in this world. Lesson number 3: Never, ever trust anyone. And most important of all: I’ve got your back, and you’ve got mine. That was the deal, wasn’t it? He said he’d protect what was his and he meant it. And against every ounce of reason, against instincts screaming at me to walk away, I loved him for it. Because if Alessandro taught me anything, it’s that protecting what’s yours isn’t just a promise. It’s a purpose. And when I have a purpose, I don’t hesitate, I get to work. The security cameras were easy. I wrote a custom loop override script last week. It froze the feed leading to the records room, cycling the same static image to make everything look normal. The timestamps matched perfectly. Carl in the security room? He wasn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer. Probably had his feet up, sipping his third vending machine coffee of the night. He’d see the footage, glance at the clock
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Viviane ☩═✦═☩ The room was cold and too quiet, the kind of quiet that crawled under your skin and makes you shiver. The only sounds were the soft tapping of keys as the polygraph operator prepped the machine. My pulse thrummed in my ears, loud enough that I wondered if they could hear it too. The chair they had me in was straight-backed and uncomfortable, positioned dead center in the room like a bullseye. Wires and straps were secured to me: one around my chest, another on my arm, sensors on my fingertips. I felt like a lab rat, stripped of any dignity, every breath I took measured and recorded. Across from me, Special Agent Hanson sat, clipboard in hand. Fitz stood in the corner, arms crossed, his face a mask of disappointment and scrutiny. “You know how this works, Kane,” Hanson said, his voice clipped, “Answer with a simple yes or no. Any deviations will be noted. Understood?” “Yes,” I said, my voice was steady despite the storm brewing inside me. “Good.” He glance
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Viviane☩═✦═☩No one spoke, but I could feel their anger, their doubt, their fear, all of it swirling together. They weren’t just suspicious of me anymore. They were starting to understand. I didn’t have time to waste. I pulled out my phone, unlocking it with a few swipes, and slid it across the table toward Nikolai. “Here. See for yourself.” He hesitated, his piercing blue eyes narrowing as if the device was something that would ruin him of he touched it. Slowly, he picked it up, scrolling through the photos and documents I’d taken from the FBI records room. Screenshots of classified files, pictures of handwritten notes, meeting logs, operational blueprints, it was all there. The others shifted uncomfortably, their eyes flickering between him and the screen, trying to gauge his reaction. Scott finally snapped, pushing back his chair and striding over to Nikolai. He leaned in, his jaw tight as he scanned the evidence, his eyes flicking between the screen and Nikolai like he was
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Viviane ☩═✦═☩ I dragged my gaze across the room, meeting each of their stares one by one. Every single one of them looked like they were debating the best way to get rid of me. Prolonged torture? A quick bullet to the head? The way Lorenzo’s fingers twitched against his thigh, I’d bet he was leaning toward something messier. Nikolai broke the silence, "Talk." It was an order that got on my nerves and for a split second, the idea of walking out crossed my mind. Turning my back on these people and never looking over my shoulder again but I wasn’t that naive. So I straightened up, “You know,” I started, “I half expected a thank you for saving all of your asses.” I tilted my head, “But then again, I know gratitude isn’t exactly your strong suit.” Scott’s lips twitched like he wanted to say something, but even that felt dangerous. Lorenzo’s glare darkened, his jaw ticking like he was ready to lunge at me. Nikolai just kept watching. "Speak fast," Marco snapped, "Before we
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Viviane☩═✦═☩Viviane stood in the corner of the FBI breakroom, clutching a folder close to her chest. The news still buzzed in her veins. The Costello case. She’d been handpicked to assist. It was the kind of opportunity rookies could only dream of. Her cheeks ached from holding back a smile, but this wasn’t just personal excitement; it was validation. The kind of validation she’d never been given before. Logan was across the room, leaning back in his chair, his arm draped lazily over the backrest, laughing too loud at a joke one of his buddies had told. He was the golden boy of the bureau, always surrounded by a pack of equally smug agents and he’d set his sights on Viviane the moment she walked through the door. At first, it seemed harmless, his charming smiles, the way he stayed near her desk. Viviane had brushed it off as standard office flirtation, nothing she couldn’t handle. But Logan Barlowe had a way of making himself unavoidable. He’d always be there, offering help sh
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Viviane☩═✦═☩I leaned against the edge of the cot, hands gripping the fraying blanket as if holding on to something real could keep me from losing it completely. The old clock on the wall ticked louder with every second. My window...always locked, always barred reflected back the worst version of myself. Midnight was close. Two more minutes, tops. I knew all the guards, their routines: the same steps, same timing, the same coffee break that would leave my hall unguarded for exactly seven minutes. Seven minutes to slip out. Slipping out during the evening, when agents moved freely, was manageable but once night fell, the security tightened considerably.I grabbed my hoodie from the chair, tugging it on and flipping the hood up. I glanced at myself in the mirror and only saw tired eyes, tight jaw, mouth pressed into a line. I carefully arranged the blankets on my bed, pillows propped just right to mimic a sleeping body. My phone stayed on the bedside table, screen dark but pre-prog
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Viviane ☩═✦═☩ We stood outside the courthouse, my FBI badge clipped to my belt. I forced myself to appear calm. The world was watching, even if I couldn’t see the cameras. Logan stood beside me. The faint smell of coffee clinging to him like always. “Viv,” Logan said softly, leaning closer so only I could hear. “We’re going to find her. You know that, right?” “I know,” I replied. “You’re not alone in this. We’ve got everyone on it, Viv. We’ll get her back.” I nodded stiffly, though I avoided looking at him. He meant well, but his words scraped against the rawness inside me. If only he knew. I didn’t need them to find Felicity, I’d made sure she was out of their reach. I needed them to believe me. And if I cracked, even for a second, it would all come crashing down. The faint rumble of engines pulled my attention, and Logan turned his head, squinting down the street. A line of sleek black SUVs rolled up, gleaming under the harsh midday sun. “Costello,” Logan muttered, his
Mafia Men VI - Alessandro's Ruin Chapter 47 - Twenty-Seven...
Viviane ☩═✦═☩ The front door slammed behind him, the sound echoing in the silence of the room. My whole body flinched, and I gripped the sheets tighter, holding onto them like they were the only thing that was real around me. My chest felt hollow, like he’d ripped something out of me on his way out. And no, it wasn’t the physical part...I could live with that. It was the words he’d left behind, cutting me open and leaving me bleeding in ways I couldn’t see. I still smelled like him—whiskey and his cologne. I let out a shaky breath, but it felt like it wasn’t enough, like I couldn’t get enough air. He was gone. My throat burned. I thought I was done crying, but the tears were there again, stinging my eyes. I looked around the room—his room. The bed was a mess, the black sheets wrapped around me. His glass was still on the nightstand, empty now, just like the bottle beside it. The faint morning light from the window stretched across the floor. I ran a hand through my hair, m
Mafia Men VI - Alessandro's Ruin Chapter 46 - The man and the monster
Alessandro ☩══♛══☩ I swirled the whiskey in my glass, watching it catch the dim light from the rising sun. The bottle was empty now. I downed the last of the whiskey and set the glass down. I glanced over my shoulder. Viviane was still there, half-buried in my sheets. Her pale skin almost glowed against the black fabric, fragile like porcelain, like something I could shatter with the slightest pressure. Her breathing was shallow, the faintest hitch in each exhale told me she was alive. She wasn't crying anymore, but I’d felt her tremble once in a while. Now, she was still, too still, except for her fingers. They were curled into the sheet, clutching it like a lifeline. I turned back and stared at the wall in front of me. My shirt hung open, the buttons undone, the whiskey burning its way through my veins. I wasn’t drunk, not nearly. I wanted to feel every second of this. Loyalty was sacred, and she had none of it—neither professionally nor personally. She betrayed the FBI for
Mafia Men VI - Alessandro's Ruin Chapter 45 - A slow, agonizing collapse.
Viviane ☩═✦═☩ His tongue darted out, licking a tear from my jawline all the way to my cheek. The wet heat of it made me shudder. "You're such a pretty crier," he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear, "You should cry more often. It suits you." In an instant, coldness coursed through my veins. My chest tightened as I tried to blink through the haze of fear and disbelief, struggling to make sense of what I was hearing. I have heard these words before, haven't I? His head tilted slightly to look into my eyes, his lips curling into a harsh, twisted smile that made my stomach churn. No. No, this couldn’t be happening. I searched his face, desperate to convince myself I’d misunderstood, that I was imagining it. But then, his voice drove a spike of ice through my heart. “That’s it, Red,” he murmured, his grip on my neck tightening just enough to make me gasp for air, “Let me see it. Let me see all that pain you’ve been hiding.” My insides froze, the words slammed into me so
Mafia Men VI - Alessandro's Ruin Chapter 44 - For you...
Viviane ☩═✦═☩ The words snapped something inside me. My blood boiled, my fists clenched, and before I could stop myself, I stepped right into his space and yelled, “The only reason you’re going to win is because of me!” His eyes flicked to my lips, just for a second, before snapping back to mine. The movement was so quick I almost missed it, but it was there, like a chink in his armor. And then, just as fast, his expression shifted back to cold indifference, like whatever I had to say didn’t matter. Like I didn’t matter. My chest rose and fell with the force of my breathing, adrenaline pounding through my veins. “You want the truth, Alessandro? You want to know what I’ve risked? What I’ve done for you?” I pursed my lips, trying to hold my tears back but failing. “The truth is, without me, you wouldn’t even know the FBI’s next move. Without me, you’d be in the dark, still trying to figure out who’s feeding them intel, who’s planning what.” I stepped closer, “You’re winning thi
