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SARAHI pulled away from the kiss slowly, my heart pounding so loudly in my chest that I was sure Marco could hear it. My face was on fire, and I could feel the heat spreading down to my neck. I didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to react. All I could do was stare at him for a moment, his gaze still locked on mine, his expression unreadable.“I… I should go check the temperature of the water,” I stammered, grasping at the first excuse that popped into my head. It was ridiculous, but it was the only thing I could think of to break the tension. Without waiting for his response, I scrambled off the bed and practically fled to the bathroom.Once inside, I closed the door behind me and leaned against it, trying to catch my breath. My reflection in the mirror caught my eye, and I stared at myself, my cheeks still flushed, my lips slightly swollen from the kiss. What the heck just happened? I reached for the faucet, turning on the cold water and splashing some on my face, hoping it wou
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SARAHAs I lay in the tub, the heat of the water trying to coax the tension out of my body, my mind kept circling back to that text. Marcel. Just when I thought I could finally breathe, he had to resurface and bring all the chaos back with him.What did he mean by that message? “I’ll be back for you, Sarah. I swear it.” The words echoed in my mind, sending a shiver down my spine despite the warmth that surrounded me. Was it a threat? A warning? I couldn’t tell. But what I did know was that Marcel was a man who rarely made empty promises.I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts spinning in circles. Why now? Why, when I was finally starting to feel some semblance of normalcy in my life, did he have to crawl out of whatever dark corner he’d been hiding in and try to drag me back into his twisted world? For once, I was beginning to feel like things were falling into place, like maybe—just maybe—I could find some peace. But that hope was quickly slipping through my fingers, replaced by the fa
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SARAHAs soon as I saw Marco wobbling on the stairs, my heart leaped into my throat. Without thinking, I sprinted toward him, my feet barely touching the ground. I reached him just in time, catching his arm as he teetered dangerously close to falling.“Marco!” I gasped, gripping him tightly, my breath coming in short, frantic bursts. “This is exactly what I was trying to avoid! You’re going to hurt yourself!”He looked down at me, his expression a mix of surprise and amusement. “I’m fine, Sarah. Just lost my balance for a second.”“Lost your balance?” I echoed, my voice rising in disbelief. “You almost fell down the stairs!”I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, the adrenaline still coursing through me. I couldn’t believe he was being so reckless, so stubborn. He knew better than to push himself like this, especially when he was still recovering.Instead of apologizing, though, he gave me that infuriating smile of his—the one that made my insides twist in the most confusing ways
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The rest of the day seemed to pass in a blur. After that moment in the dining room, I found myself lost in a routine of cleaning, organizing, and fixing things around the house. I spent most of the afternoon in the living room, straightening up and adding a few finishing touches here and there. I couldn’t help but laugh a little at myself, realizing how much I was behaving like a traditional wife, tidying up and making sure everything was just right.The thought brought a small smile to my face, but it quickly faded as memories of everything Marco had put me through surfaced. The lies, the betrayals, the moments when I felt like my heart was being torn in two. It was hard to reconcile the man who had hurt me so deeply with the one who had begged for my cooking earlier today, flashing that charming smile as if nothing had ever gone wrong between us.I shook my head, trying to push those thoughts away. There was no point in dwelling on the past, not when I was trying to move forward. Bu
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MARCO Carlos closed the door behind him, and I settled into my chair, facing both Tony and Carlos. The room was thick with an awkward silence, the kind that makes you painfully aware of every small noise. I cleared my throat, trying to break the tension.“So, Tony,” I began, forcing a casual tone into my voice, “how was your time at the hospital?”Tony leaned back, letting out a low groan. “Hell. Absolute hell,” he replied, his voice laced with exhaustion.I tried to lighten the mood, offering a half-smile. “Well, at least you’re out now. That’s something.”Tony smirked, but there was a bitterness to it. “Yeah, and I even managed to get the number of one of those sexy nurses. Not a total waste of time, right?”Carlos and I couldn’t help but laugh, the sound cutting through the heavy atmosphere in the room. “Glad to see you haven’t lost your sense of humor,” I said, grinning at him.Tony shrugged, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. “What else is there to lose, Marco? My legs don’t w
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SARAHI sat in the living room, the sound of the ticking clock filling the silence around me as I focused on the knitting needles in my hands. It had been weeks since Marco’s incident, weeks since I’d taken care of him when he was so weak and vulnerable, his defenses stripped away by pain and exhaustion. It had been a strange time, seeing him like that. A side of Marco I’d never seen before, and one I wasn’t sure I’d ever see again.I sighed, the yarn slipping through my fingers as I thought about how different he was now. Back then, when he could barely stand, when he needed me for every little thing, he was softer. Almost… kind. And for a moment, I’d almost believed that maybe, just maybe, there was more to him than the cold, hard man I’d known him to be.But now? Now he was back to being an asshole. The same arrogant, stubborn man who barked orders and expected everyone to fall in line. The same man who looked at me with that infuriating smirk, who uttered things like, “I love you,
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SARAHI sat there, still clutching the phone, my mind reeling from the conversation I’d just had with my dad. His words echoed in my head, each one tugging at the strings of my heart, wrapping me in a blanket of guilt and sorrow. How had things gotten so bad for him? How had I let it get this far without knowing, without helping? The man who had always been my rock was now crumbling, and I felt powerless to do anything about it.I tried to push the thoughts away, but they clung to me like a dark cloud, heavy and suffocating. I could see his face in my mind, the way it must have looked when he told me he was broke, sick, and barely surviving. It broke me, knowing that I hadn’t been there for him, that I hadn’t noticed how much he was struggling. He had always been so strong, so capable, and now… now he was asking me for help. I could still hear the pain in his voice, the desperation that he tried so hard to hide.My heart felt like it was being squeezed in a vice, the pressure building
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SARAHI sat on the edge of the bed, staring at my reflection in the mirror, trying to steady the anxious flutter in my chest. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, but one thing was clear—this was something I had to do. My father’s well-being was on the line, and I couldn’t afford to back down now. I had to ask Marco for the money, even though the mere thought of it made my stomach churn.“You can do this,” I whispered to myself, my voice trembling slightly. “It’s for Dad. You have to be strong.”I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stand. My legs felt like lead as I walked over to the closet, grabbing a light jacket to throw over my shoulders. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror again—my face pale, eyes wide with nerves. I looked like I was about to face a firing squad.“Don’t be scared,” I murmured, trying to convince myself. “Marco’s not a monster. He’s… he’s just Marco. You’ve handled him before. You can do it again.”I wasn’t sure if I believed my own words, but I didn’t hav
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FLASHBACK: The Attack on Marco’s HouseMarcel’s POV⸻I had been waiting for this moment. Watching, studying, knowing that Marco would retaliate the second he got the chance. That was the kind of man he was. If he got hit, he didn’t rest until he hit back harder. It made him predictable.That’s why I wasn’t going to wait for his move. I was going to make the first one.No spies. No informants. No middlemen. Just patience. Observation. And now, execution.I stood with my men in the darkness, watching Marco’s house. The place was locked down tight. Armed men patrolling the perimeter. Cameras on every corner. Motion sensors near the fence line. He thought this would keep him safe.It wouldn’t.I turned to Matteo, my second for this mission. He was calm, like always. He lived for this.“Marco just left,” I said. “Now we move.”No one questioned me. They were waiting for this order.“The objective is clear. No survivors except for Sarah. You see someone moving, you drop them. Fast. No game
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MARCOI slid into the SUV, the door shutting with a heavy thud. The weight of it felt final, like the closing of a chapter. The engine rumbled beneath me as we pulled out, cutting through the quiet streets, heading straight for the Rossi base. The city passed by in a blur of lights and shadows, but I wasn’t looking. My mind wasn’t here. It was already ahead, in that warehouse, already seeing how this was going to play out.Hopefully, this was it.This war had dragged on too long. The back and forth, the blood, the bodies—enough. I was tired of the cycle, tired of waiting for the next move, tired of watching the Rossis breathe when they should’ve been six feet under. Tonight, that changed. No more counterattacks. No more back and forth. Just an end.I sighed, pulling out a cigarette, lighting it with one flick of my lighter. The first drag burned just right. My body knew what was coming, and the nicotine settled me just enough.I thought about Sarah.She was probably still sitting at t
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MARCOThe chessboard was already set when I walked into the living room. Sarah sat across from my chair, arms crossed, a smug little smirk playing at her lips.“You’re late,” she said.I raised an eyebrow. “Late for what?”She nodded at the board. “For your loss.”I let out a short laugh, shaking my head as I took my seat. “That so?”“Mm-hm,” she hummed, moving a pawn forward. “I’ve been studying.”I glanced down at the board, already seeing how she had set up her pieces. She wasn’t playing like she normally did—impulsive, eager to attack before she had control. No, this time, she had structure. Her knights were placed well, her pawns controlling the center. It was actually… decent.I moved my own piece, slow, measured. “You know studying only gets you so far, right?”Sarah shrugged. “Says the man who’s about to lose.”I smirked, letting her have her confidence. She moved again, faster this time, her fingers light on the pieces. The game picked up, back and forth, each of us watching,
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************The Rossi estate was quiet, but inside, the air was thick with frustration and failure. Damien stood near the fireplace, his jaw clenched so tight it ached, hands curled into fists at his sides. The ambush was supposed to end Marco. They had planned everything down to the second, every angle covered, every escape route cut off. And still, he survived. Their men weren’t just beaten. They were slaughtered. It was more than a loss. It was humiliation, and the weight of it sat heavy on Damien’s shoulders.Across the room, Isabella was pacing like a caged predator, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. The anger rolling off her was almost suffocating. She stopped suddenly, raking a hand through her dark hair, her breath coming in sharp bursts.“Unbelievable,” she spat, eyes burning as she turned toward Damien. “We had him. We fucking had him. And now look at us—sitting here like cowards while he reloads.” She took a step closer, voice slicing through the room. “
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MARCOThe city blurred past me as I drove, headlights cutting through the darkness. My fingers tapped against the steering wheel, slow, steady. My pulse didn’t spike. My breathing didn’t change. But inside, something cold settled in my chest.They really tried to kill me. Again.And I wasn’t surprised. That was the thing. It didn’t shock me. It didn’t make me pause. This life, this war, it only ended one way. You either take out the enemy, or they take you out. No in-between. No second chances. And last night? They took their shot. Sarah had to pull the trigger to survive. My wife. My unborn kid in the middle of it. Because of them.The Rossis thought they could take something from me. They thought they could shake me. And maybe years ago, I would’ve given them the benefit of the doubt. Maybe I would’ve given Damien Rossi a call, laid it out, given him a chance to fix it before I burned his whole fucking house down.But those days were gone.This wasn’t business anymore. It wasn’t neg
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MARCO I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Sarah sleep. The room was quiet, the kind of silence that felt heavier after a night like last night. The gunfire, the chaos, the blood. It was all still sitting on my chest, but none of it weighed more than the fact that Sarah had pulled the trigger. That she had to. She wasn’t built for this. I knew that from the beginning. But life didn’t care what someone was built for. It threw them into the fire anyway. And now, she was in too deep. I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling slowly. I didn’t like the way she looked even in sleep—tense, uneasy, like her body was still trying to fight off whatever threat it thought was coming next. I reached for my glass of water on the nightstand, taking a slow sip, keeping my eyes on her. Sarah shifted, her body stirring like she was fighting her way back to consciousness. Her eyes fluttered open, unfocused at first, then landing on me. “Morning,” I said, my voice quiet. She barely responded, j
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MARCELI lifted the gun, aiming for the center of the target, steadying my breath as I pulled the trigger. The first shot hit, the second landed a little off, the third barely grazed where I wanted. I lowered the gun, exhaling slowly. Three out of five. That wasn’t good enough.I turned to the guard standing a few feet away. “Bring me the other model,” I said, shaking my head as I set the gun down. My aim wasn’t usually off. Maybe it was the drink in my hand. Maybe it was the news I hadn’t gotten yet but could feel coming.The guard nodded quickly and disappeared. I poured another glass, taking a slow sip, letting the liquor burn its way down. The air in the room was thick with smoke and gunpowder, a mix I usually found calming, but not tonight.Then the door creaked open. I didn’t turn. I knew hesitation when I heard it. Someone was about to tell me something I wouldn’t like.“Boss,” the man started, voice uneven. “There’s been… a situation.”I swirled my drink, watching the amber li
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*********Damien sat in the corner of the safehouse office, dim light hanging above him, casting long shadows across the room. The drink in his hand did nothing to calm the storm brewing inside him. His jaw clenched as he stared at the blank wall ahead, fingers tightening around the glass. He could still hear the gunfire from earlier, see the chaos in his head like it was happening again. The plan was supposed to go clean, fast, efficient. Now, Marco had taken back control.He slammed the glass down on the table, sharp enough that the few men waiting outside the office flinched. He could hear them murmuring beyond the door, probably too scared to step in. He paced the room, every step heavy, every thought sharper than the next. How the hell did Marco’s people turn it around so fast? How did they know? How did this slip through the cracks?Finally, the door creaked open, and two of his men stepped inside, stiff like they were walking into a lion’s den.“Well?” Damien barked, crossing h
