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Seeing that part of the conversation was over, Susan walked over to the inspector's desk. She stopped next to Spencer, still looking at the redhead in the chair. That police officer wasn't sure about Blair's character, even after handing over the watch.Susan wore leather boots, dark jeans, and a jacket, which made the woman look more reserved. She had long, dark hair, which was tied back in a tight, low bun.- "So this is your undercover agent" he commented.- "Yes, Susan," Spencer confirmed.- "You told me you were an agent, but I just see a rich girl," the partner murmured, and didn't worry about the image she would project.The truth was that Susan was outraged by Spencer's choice. With qualified and available professionals in the department, she didn't understand how he could choose a civilian.Even though she was the daughter of a powerful man, Blair didn't have the qualifications to participate in operations. Even after the conversation with Rivera, which was a mistake on Colto
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Susan took one last look at Blair, certain that she didn't trust the redhead. She was going to make irreparable mistakes, and someone would have to clean up the mess. It was hard to believe that her job depended on an inexperienced girl.*Blair Collins was a stunning woman in anyone's eyes. Her long red hair contrasted with her fair skin and made her look divine, as if every detail of her had been forged in heaven. She was the kind of woman who attracted attention, who was heard simply because she was too beautiful to remain silent, who did not go unnoticed.The charity cocktail party would be held at the luxurious Bellagio Hotel, located on the Strip, across from the luxurious Paris Las Vegas. The same hotel where Blair first saw Banks, where she made advances on him, where she desired him with every ounce of her being.Michele's limousine pulled up in front of the palace-like building, and Blair got out as the driver opened her door.To say that everyone's eyes were on Blair when s
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Blair was pleased with the approach she had made. It was certainly more than Spencer, or even herself, had expected. She applauded her own progress, knowing that she could do the job, even though Susan thought otherwise.- "I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do? Maybe buy another dress, since this stain won't come out." Blair looked at the wet part of the dress once more, certain that it was a lost piece.- "No, dear. Let's not worry about trivialities. I'm leaving anyway." Dorothy tried to reassure the redhead.Blair was going to respond, insisting that Dora charge her with something. However, when the redhead thought of something to say, the bathroom door opened, and they both turned towards it.- "Is there a problem, mom?"The first few seconds were like a daydream. That symmetrical face, with no room for imperfections, that hoarse voice, which resembled the thunder of a rainy night. Ethan Banks stood before Blair, and all she could do was admire the black tuxedo that covered th
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- "You first," he was gentlemanly in saying.- "Thanks"Blair walked quickly to the door, and had to hold her breath as she passed Ethan, because she was in such a hurry. She could choose not to look at him, but the attraction was there all the same. It was like a magnet, and nothing could break the connection, not even the lie the redhead told.The moment she walked through the door, Ethan grabbed Blair's arm. He pulled her back into the bathroom, and with the force involved, she had no choice but to take a few steps back. The redhead gave Banks a confused look, and then he was ready to explain:- "Alex gave a warning signal. It's better to stay"- "Okay," Blair said, looking at Ethan's hand that was still on her arm.For a second, she felt numb to his touch. His masculine appearance was just a charm, but the way he touched her was striking. Just one look was enough to make her legs go weak, and that's what happened. There was no point in pulling away, setting limits, imposing condit
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- "Were you in love with another guy while I was talking about Malibu?"Hearing those words was like having all the air stolen from her lungs. Blair blinked several times, tempted to ask countless questions.Ethan talked about Malibu with her, but he was seeing other people. He was jealous, but he didn't give up on the mundane life. It was confusing trying to understand this man's intentions. However, the biggest confusion was the fact that he remembered the drunken words from the other night.- "Yes, Angel. I remember. I said I would remember."- "What difference does it make?" she grumbled, already standing up and walking to the other side of the room. At that moment, proximity would do her no good.- "Between being with me and thinking about me, and being with me and thinking about someone else, there is an abyss"- "Don't you do the same?" Blair crossed her arms over her breasts, outraged by the man's stance.- "What?"- "I was with her, but I was in a hurry to get to New York. Di
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Each button that was opened revealed more of that white skin, which shivered all over when the man touched her back with his fingertips, from the base of her spine to the nape of her neck.Ethan was enchanted, but it wasn't a new thing. Blair's skin was soft and delicate, like an orchid in good soil. There was no sign of imperfection on the entire length of that woman's body. And then, feeling his fingers velvety to the touch, he pushed the straps of her dress to gain access to more of that body.The woman's breasts were revealed. They were rounded, and fit perfectly in Ethan's large hands. It was as if they were asking to be touched and kissed, and that's what the man did. He kissed Blair, from her throat to the swell of her breasts, and was rewarded with heavy sighs.Blair was surprised at how her body reacted. It was as if it had always belonged to Ethan, to his hands, to his lips. A tingling sensation spread through her body, like butterflies in her stomach, as he nibbled on her b
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Dawn fell over Las Vegas like a black pall. Sin City was dark just hours before dawn, and inside Spencer's office it was no different.The inspector paced back and forth, and nearly pulled out the hairs on his own head. Nervousness was rumbling through his mind, and all he could do was relax and think.And that was when the door to his incredibly disorganized office opened. Colton entered the space, dressed differently. His usual uniform had been exchanged for pants and a sweatshirt. The agent looked at Spencer with nothing less than irritation and curiosity. Because, to call him in the middle of the night and ask him to come to the police department, the inspector would need to have a good reason.- "What there was?"- "The recording... the recording," Spencer muttered, completely stunned.- "Recording?"- "There was a microchip inside the watch. It took me a few hours to access the information, but I managed to do it."- "There was an engraving on the microchip," Colton stated.The
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The inspector walked over to the whiteboard he had filled with notes. He arranged the photos, placing George Banks, Ethan, Benedict Brian, and Rivera in the same shot. Colton just watched his boss put the scheme together.- "George and Benedict were friends. I bet they were working together against Volkov," Spencer guessed, pinning up the pictures of Benedict and George side by side.- "Volkov wanted to eliminate George, but something made him choose Benedict," Colton added.- "George helped Volkov kill Benedict. It would be better to lose his friend than his own life."The agent got up from his chair and walked over to the inspector. He picked up Connor Rivera’s photo and pinned it below the photos of George and Benedict. Colton quickly read the montage and described it perfectly:- "Rivera could be next. Maybe he knew he was on Volkov's list, so he decided to take out an insurance policy."- "Ethan took over his father's place to play a perfect role. He wouldn't let mistakes happen
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There’s a pause, and in the silence I feel the weight of everything he’s not saying. The desperation of searching for someone the whole world said was lost. The crushing hope, followed by the crumbling, each time he thought he’d found me only to discover it was someone else. The pain of living between belief and resignation, over and over again.His fingers, still hovering in the air, finally move. They touch my face, light and hesitant, as if he fears I might disappear at any moment. The touch is warm, but his fingers tremble, and it breaks something inside me.He's trying to be strong, but he can't hide the vulnerability that pulsates beneath the surface."It's you now," he says, and the certainty in his voice is almost palpable. As if, after so long, he can finally breathe.He smiles, but the smile isn’t what I remember. It’s not confident or charming. It’s small, fragile, and so full of sadness that it stings my eyes.There's something devastating about seeing him like this. That
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My head moves slowly, against my will, as if an invisible thread were pulling me towards him. I don't want to look. I don't want to see. But fear and curiosity push me towards the inevitable realization that he is there, real, so close that even the air seems charged with his presence.My gaze first drops to the floor, to his shoes. A pair of casual sneakers, simple but they bring back memories that refuse to stay buried. Then my eyes move up to his legs. Black jeans, fitted, worn at the knees as if they’ve survived more than just time.My heart races, but I keep going. I glance down at his torso, noticing the dark sweater he’s wearing, elegant but in a casual way that only Ethan can pull off. He never had to try so hard to look… dangerous and attractive at the same time. He just was.It takes me longer than it should to look up at his face. As if my subconscious knew that this would be the point of no return. When I finally allow myself to look, I feel my heart almost stop.His beard
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BLAIR'S POVI walk quickly through the parking lot of the building, rummaging through my bag for my car keys. The dim light from the overhead lights creates shadows that dance on the floor, but my attention is completely focused on finding the keychain.If the traffic is okay today (a miracle, considering the time of day) I can still make it to school in time to pick up Miguel and take him home. He hates it when I'm late, and he doesn't spare me the frustrated look, but maybe I can make up for it with a pizza for dinner. That usually works.Finally, my fingers touch the cold metal of the key, and a relieved sigh escapes my lips. I continue walking, my thoughts already moving on to what Miguel might choose as a topping for the pizza this time… pepperoni, perhaps?But as I turn the corner where my car is parked, something makes the world around me slow down.There’s my car, exactly where it should be. But next to it, taking up my parking space, is a black SUV that immediately catches my
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"You were out of your mind that night." He looks at me now, his gaze a mixture of anger and pity. "And that's what happened. It was your car that hit her, Banks."The revelation hits me like a punch to the chest. “What?” I repeat, louder this time, my disbelief boiling over. “My car? Carter, my car?!” My voice rises, wavering between anger and desperation.“She would never feel safe with you again,” he says, his words cutting like knives. “After this, how could she?”My breathing quickens, and for a moment I feel like the world around me is falling apart. The air seems to escape my lungs, my mind in absolute chaos. Carter takes a step back, but I follow him, staring at him as if he’s the only thing still solid in my reality."What the fuck are you saying, Carter? My car…?" My voice breaks, begging for an answer I don't want to hear.I fall to my knees on the sidewalk, as if my legs can no longer support the weight of this revelation. My fingers tangle in my hair, pulling hard, as if t
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When I finally stop, my body is panting, my hands shaking from the impact. I look at Carter, who is on the ground, his face swollen and blood dripping from his lips.He doesn't move.He doesn't say anything.He just stands there, staring at me with a look of sadness, of regret.“I… I knew it,” he says, his voice weak.I don’t answer, I have no words. The anger that consumed me before fades, and in its place comes a deep emptiness, as if the world has lost all meaning. I stand, looking at Carter on the floor. Each breath feels harder, heavier.What do I do now?I feel my body weaken. My legs shake, and the pain in my hand from punching so much spreads through my body. I try to breathe, but the pressure in my chest won't go away. And the only thought that runs through my mind is the emptiness of knowing that Blair is still alive, and I don't know what to do with that.I don't know what to do with the rest of my life.Carter struggles to his feet, running a hand over his jaw with a paine
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I saw Blair. Or at least, I think I did. My mind no longer knows how to distinguish what is real from what is not. And while I stand there, lost in my own memories and hallucinations, Carter remains silent, his gaze fixed on me, unable to find words that could bring back what is already lost.He knows what's going on, but he doesn't know how to deal with it.He lowers his head, as if the very idea of saying the words is an unbearable weight. His voice is low, barely audible, but still, it seems to cut through the air between us, making everything around us disappear. "She's alive," he says, so quietly that for a moment I wonder if it's me, in my shattered sanity, who's imagining it all."What?" My voice is hoarse, a reflection of the disbelief that begins to take hold of me.He doesn't look at me, his eyes fixed on the floor, as if the words that just left his mouth were a condemnation. "You're not crazy, brother," he says with the same seriousness, but with a tone of regret. "Blair i
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The valet hesitates, looking at the now-gone car, and shakes his head, clearly confused. "I... I'm not sure. No one important, sir."Nobody important?“No,” I breathe deeply, trying to control the rising panic. “No, I know what I saw. She was important.” The emptiness of the street around me seems to grow, to swallow me. I no longer know if I’m speaking to him or to myself."Ethan!" Carter is behind me now, his voice full of concern and something else. He reaches out to me, taking my arm. "What are you doing? What's going on?"I look at him, my face tense, anger and fear mixed together. "She was here. She was here," I hiss, unsure if he'll understand the depth of what I'm saying."Who?" Carter asks, his voice low, full of confusion and concern.He cups my face in his hands, as if trying to check if I'm feverish, if my mind is somewhere far away. His fingers press against my skin, but I barely feel them."Blair," I whisper, almost as if my voice is a distant memory, an attempt to captu
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She finishes the glass in a single gulp, her gaze fixed on the horizon, as if she were losing herself in the lights of the city below. I follow her, drinking in her image, still immersed in my own thoughts."Good wines are not wasted," she murmurs with a seductive smile, her red lips almost provocative. The flirtation is clear, and for a moment, I find myself contemplating whether this is what I really want. But soon the answer comes silently: I am no longer the man who fell for this kind of game.When was the last time I was with a woman? The question resurfaces in my mind, and I know the answer. I know Blair was the last. There has never been another after her, despite the attempts, the distractions. No woman has been able to replace the space she left, not even for a moment. It grips me, swallows me, in a way I don't know how to escape."It's not wasted," I confirm, more to myself than to her. The sound of my own voice seems distant.The blonde steps forward, her plunging neckline
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“I’m developing a new sparkling wine brand,” says Cortez, a big-time alcoholic entrepreneur, in a tone of voice so enthusiastic that I almost feel guilty for not showing the slightest interest. “You know, I’m not new to the business. I thought we could do a campaign together. Something big.”I feign interest, crossing my arms and smiling, even though my mind has already begun to wander away from the conversation. “What were you thinking about?” I ask, my tone calculated with curiosity, so as not to seem disinterested.“Something you could incorporate into racing, you know?” Cortez continues, his voice growing even more animated. “Like, throwing champagne in the air when you win a race. That classic gesture, but with our own brand.” He smiles, pleased with the idea, as if he’s offering me a golden opportunity.I watch him intently for a few seconds, but soon I start to let his words fade into the background of my mind. He keeps babbling, but his words are like distant noises now. I'm n
