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The following days passed in a haze for Odette, each one blurring into the next as she tried to make sense of everything. Anton’s presence was a constant reminder of the life she hadn’t asked for—one filled with secrets, danger, and a past that still clung to him like a shadow. But it wasn’t just that. There was also the undeniable pull between them. Each time she looked at him, the memories of their past resurfaced: their laughter, the way he’d held her close, the feeling of being safe in his arms. Those memories weren’t so easily erased, no matter how hard she tried to bury them. Odette was still conflicted. The kisses they shared were intense and filled with emotion, but they also left her feeling conflicted. Could she trust him again? Could she ever really forget the pain of the past? Her mind was a storm of doubts and questions, but there was one thing she knew for sure: she couldn’t ignore the danger anymore. The Sokolovs were coming for her, and Anton had made it clear that
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Odette woke to find Anton’s side of the bed empty, the sheets cool to the touch. She sat up, the early morning light filtering through the curtains casting a soft glow across the room. The faint murmur of voices drew her attention, and she padded out of the bedroom, her bare feet silent on the hardwood floor. In the living area, Anton stood near the floor-to-ceiling windows, his phone pressed to his ear. He was still in his sleepwear—dark sweatpants and a fitted black T-shirt—but his posture was tense, his free hand clenched into a fist at his side. “Yes, I understand,” he said sharply, his voice low but firm. “But that’s not an option. We move on my terms, not theirs.” Odette hesitated, not wanting to interrupt, but the soft creak of the floorboard betrayed her presence. Anton glanced over his shoulder, his eyes softening when he saw her. He held up a finger, signaling for her to wait, and quickly ended the call. “Sorry about that,” he said, his tone gentler now. “I didn’t mean
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The soft hum of the dishwasher filled the kitchen as Odette wiped down the counters, her thoughts clouded by the emotional whirlwind Anton had stirred up. He had dropped her off after dinner at Amerie’s insistence, the promise of seeing her again soon lingering on his lips like a brand. It had been a tender goodbye, but there was something about Anton’s quiet intensity tonight that left her unsettled. Doug’s words replayed in her mind. She hated to admit it, but he wasn’t wrong about Anton being trouble. It wasn’t just the secretive late-night calls or the shadow that seemed to follow him—it was the way Anton’s presence wrapped around her like a double-edged sword, cutting as much as it comforted. A knock at the door jolted her from her thoughts. She glanced at the clock. It was nearly midnight. Frowning, she dried her hands and headed to the door. When she opened it, Anton stood there, looking impossibly out of place in her modest apartment building. His silver-grey eyes held an
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