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Rook POVAs I step into the office, I scan the room, my eyes landing on the Capos, soldiers, and whoever the fuck else is lingering around. They don’t need to be here for this.“Get out,” I order, my voice sharp. My father doesn’t even look up from his desk, but everyone else hesitates, glancing at him for confirmation. He exhales, shaking his head like I’m a fucking inconvenience.“Go ahead, leave,” he says, dismissing them with a wave of his hand.I wait until the door clicks shut behind them, the room falling into silence, my pulse pounding in my ears.Then I snap. “What the fuck are you doing?”“Trying to work, Rook,” he replies, calm as ever, not even sparing me a glance. “But you’re stopping me.”His fucking tone. Like I’m the one being irrational. Like I’m the one causing problems.“You know what I mean!” I slam my hand on his desk, my patience gone. “Taking Mercer to that fucking illegal fight, forcing him into the ring, what the fuck were you thinking?"Finally, he looks at m
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Rook POVDo I know I come first? If I do, surely he will leave Mercer alone? “Then let him go. Stop making him throw games,” I say, watching him carefully, waiting for the usual excuses, the same cold justifications he always gives.He stares at me for a long moment before finally speaking. “You prove to me this is serious, and I will.”I laugh, sharp and humorless. “So it’s serious enough to make him fight for his fucking life, to make him kill men, but not enough for you to stop using him?”“There’s a difference between attachment and a real relationship, Rook. You’re obsessed, and that’s dangerous. But if you ever figure out how to build something real, ask me again.” He turns, walking back to his desk, his focus already shifting. “Until then, sit. You can help me with the next issue.”I don’t move at first, still thinking, still turning over his words, still wondering what fucked-up test he’ll put Mercer through next just to prove a point. Would Mercer agree if he knew it would g
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Rook POVHis fingers tighten around my wrists, not pushing me away, not pulling me closer, just holding on. Like he’s waiting for something, like he doesn’t know whether to fight or just let go completely.I study his face, the tension in his jaw, the way his chest is still rising and falling too fast, like he’s barely breathing through it. His skin is too pale, his lips still parted from the force of our kiss, and I don’t know if I want to shake him or fucking kiss him again.“You’re coming with me,” I say, my voice low but firm.His fingers twitch against my skin. “No.”I exhale slowly, forcing myself to stay calm even though I’m on the edge of grabbing him and throwing him over my damn shoulder. “Mercer.”His jaw tenses further, and his grip on me tightens. “I don’t need a fucking babysitter, Rook,” he mutters, and I scoff, shaking my head.“No, what you need is a leash and a goddamn tracking device, because if I leave you alone for five minutes, you’re either fighting for your lif
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Kade POVI don’t know how to breathe anymore. Every inhale feels like it gets stuck somewhere in my chest, too shallow, too tight, like there’s not enough space inside me for oxygen anymore. My hands are in my hair, pressing against my scalp, trying to ground myself, but it’s not working.Rook is next to me. Not speaking, not touching me, he's just there. And it pisses me off because I don’t know what I want. I don’t know what I need. I feel like I’m fucking drowning.“You gonna sit there all night?” His voice is softer than I expect, and that’s worse. I don’t need soft. I need something to hurt.I let out a breath, finally dropping my hands, forcing myself to sit up. My body still feels off, heavy with exhaustion and alcohol and something darker I don’t want to name.“I should go home,” I mutter, but even I don’t believe the words as they come out of my mouth.Rook snorts, shaking his head. “Yeah? And then what? Drink yourself into a blackout? Find another guy to pin you against a wal
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Rook POVI tilt my head, watching him writhe. “You’re holding out for them, huh? You think they’re watching? That they’re waiting to see if you can handle a little pain before they decide you’re worth saving?”He chokes on his breath, his fingers twitching against the blood-slick table.I grip his chin, forcing him to look at me. “They don’t give a fuck about you. Every second you sit here thinking you’re being loyal, you’re just another second closer to dying for people who don’t even know your fucking name.”He sucks in a broken breath, but his lips stay pressed together.“Fine.” I grab his pinky, and before he can even brace for it, I snap it back. A sickening crack echoes through the room, his strangled scream tearing from his throat as he thrashes.I let him writhe, let the pain settle deep into his bones before I lean in close. “You've got a few fingers left. You ready to waste them all for people who wouldn’t piss on you if you were o
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Rook POVI yank the knife out and slam my fist into his ribs. He chokes on a breath, curling in on himself, but I don’t give him time to recover before I drive my knee into his stomach. He crumples to the floor, coughing, blood dripping from his mouth.“You’re making this worse for yourself,” I warn, crouching in front of him. “You think you’re gonna hold out? You think you’ll last?”“I don’t—” His voice cuts off in a strangled cry as I grab his fingers, wrenching one back until it snaps.His scream rips through the room, raw and desperate.I grip his hair, forcing his head up to meet my eyes. “You’ve got nine more before I move onto something worse. Now tell me. Where. Is. He?”Tears spill down his face, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His lips tremble, but he still doesn’t fucking answer.“Stubborn,” I mutter before grabbing another finger and snapping it just as easily as the first. His body jolts, another scream tearing from
