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Chapter Sixty-Two
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The ride back to the safe house was suffocatingly quiet.Odette sat in the passenger seat of Anton’s car, staring out at the rain-slicked streets of New York. The city blurred past, headlights casting streaks of light across the wet pavement.Her fingers still trembled.She clenched them into fists, willing the shaking to stop.She had fired a gun before. She had trained, learned how to handle a weapon. But shooting at a target in an empty warehouse was nothing compared to pulling the trigger when someone was trying to kill the person you—She shut down the thought before it could fully form.Anton was silent beside her, one hand gripping the wheel, the other resting on the gear shift. His jaw was set, his eyes focused on the road, but she could feel the tension radiating off him.He hadn’t said much after the fight.None of them had.Damien had driven the freed captives to a safe location. Logan was handling damage control from his end. And Anton had simply led her to his car and sta
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Odette woke to the sensation of warmth, of steady breathing against her neck, of strong arms wrapped securely around her.For a moment, she didn’t move.The room was still dim, the faint glow of early morning filtering through the curtains. The city outside was beginning to stir, but here, in this quiet cocoon, everything felt… safe.Anton’s arm tightened around her waist as he stirred, his face buried in the curve of her shoulder.She bit back a smile. She had never seen him like this—unguarded, at peace. The sharp edges of the man she had come to know had softened in sleep, and for once, he looked almost vulnerable.Her fingers traced lightly over the scars on his forearm. He had never spoken much about them, but she knew they carried stories of battles fought, of choices made.Of a life that had hardened him long before she had ever stepped into it.As if sensing her gaze, Anton’s breathing shifted. A second later, his lips brushed against her skin.“You’re staring,” he murmured, v
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The city blurred past in streaks of golden light as Anton drove, his hands gripping the wheel with controlled intensity. The quiet hum of the engine filled the space between them, but inside Odette’s chest, her heart was anything but calm.The gala had been a success—or as close to a success as they could get. The bomb was disarmed. Petrov had been taken down. But that didn’t mean the war was over.Odette’s fingers twitched against the smooth fabric of her dress. It still smelled faintly of champagne and expensive perfume, a reminder of the world they had just escaped. But beneath the glitz and glamor had been danger, lurking like a predator waiting to strike.And Anton had almost taken the hit for her.The memory was fresh. Too fresh.The way he had moved without hesitation. The way he had shielded her as if his own life was worth nothing compared to hers.She turned to him, studying his face. The sharp cut of his jaw, the tension in his features, the way his silver-grey eyes remaine
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The first rays of morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. The world outside was still quiet, as if holding its breath, but inside, wrapped in the warmth of Anton’s arms, Odette felt a rare sense of peace.She shifted slightly, her bare skin brushing against his, and felt him stir. His grip around her waist tightened instinctively, pulling her closer before his lips found her shoulder in a lazy, lingering kiss.“Morning,” he murmured, his voice rough with sleep.Odette smiled against the pillow. “Morning.”For a moment, neither of them moved. They just lay there, tangled in each other, basking in the kind of stillness neither of them was used to.Then Anton exhaled, his fingers tracing slow, absentminded patterns on her back. “We should probably get up.”Odette sighed dramatically. “Do we have to?”Anton smirked, rolling onto his back and pulling her on top of him. “No. But Damien’s going to start banging on the door soon, and I’d rather not give
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