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- "I don't want to keep pretending, Spencer. I did what I could, but now I'm tired of this character. I want to get away from Ethan, from the investigation, from the police station..." she continued, realizing that neither of them had anything to say.- "You did everything I would never be able to do," the inspector assured.- "We're grateful, Blair," Colton added.- "I hope they have enough to close the case."- "Maybe so. But, anyway, I want to give you a bonus. I know it would be much lower than what you really deserve, but..." Spencer was cut off in his speech by the redhead.- "I don't want money"- "It's not money. It's like a carte blanche. Do you know about plea bargaining? It also exists for officers," Colton clarified.Plea bargain; colloquial expression for plea bargain . It is the legal institute by which the person under investigation in a criminal proceeding receives a benefit in exchange for their collaboration with the State.- "But I'm not an officer," she pointed out
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And then, only then, she took the key with the McLaren symbol from the box. Blair pressed the single button, and watched the headlights flash as the vehicle unlocked. She approached with obvious euphoria, unable to believe that she would be driving this machine, and her father followed her.- "I thought of many models, but this one seemed right," he explained.- "It's amazing"Jean wanted something really expensive, just as he imagined his daughter would be. Blair was a splendid woman, and she deserved nothing less than a car to match. Her father also thought about the car's safety, color, and details. He had to contact many acquaintances until he had all his requirements met in one vehicle.- "Want to try?" Jean offered, and saw his daughter's smile widen.- "Yes!"The doors opened upward like butterfly wings. Blair and Jean stepped into the luxurious car, which looked even better on the inside. The black leather seats matched the dashboard, and just a few purple accents added to the
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Blair Collins was a beautiful woman in every sense of the word. Her long red hair contrasted with her pale skin, making her look like a mirage, unlike any other woman. People wondered if she could be that beautiful, and yes, she could. It was impossible to look at her even once.Upon arriving at the luxurious The Cosmopolitan, a hotel with an elegant casino across from Planet Hollywood, the limousine stopped in front of the red carpet laid out in front of the building. The hotel, inspired by modernist buildings, was to host the event organized to honor the last charity auction of the year.The lights blurred Blair's vision. The spotlights on the front of the building gave it the look that only a building in Las Vegas could have. There were also dozens of photographers there to capture the guests' arrival. However, the venue's security guards made sure they entered safely from the crowd. Jean and Blair smiled for the photos, and then they entered.The woman wore a red satin Satén Porsc
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The buzz around the room began to grow. This would be the biggest move of the night, and would certainly go down in the history of the event.Jean smiled at his competitive daughter. He was willing to make a large donation, and she helped him. The wedding planner waited for Ethan to respond, but the man just shook his head.- "I'll give you one. I'll give you two. I'll give you three. Sold to the lady in red at table five, for the trifle of one million dollars. Ladies and gentlemen, we have a record holder among us."The room erupted in applause when the bottle of brandy was sold. Blair's heart was pounding as loudly as the applause, and she could only smile politely. This was a filmed event, and a few cameras turned to the redhead when she won.The master of ceremonies said a few more things about the bidding, and then announced the last item to be auctioned off that night.- "I'm going to the bathroom. Excuse me," Blair told her father when she felt that the curious eyes were no lon
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The man massaged his temples to ward off the headache that was creeping closer. His patience was in short supply, especially when it came to Blair. The last thing Ethan wanted to deal with was relationship problems. The threats looming over his life were enough. He looked at Mariah to answer, feeling that the words stuck in his throat needed to be said, and they would be.- "So we're more than friends, because we fuck a lot, all the time. Understand, Mariah, nothing's going to change between us."- "It will change when your reputation is on the line," she threatened.When Ethan decided to break up with Mariah, he didn't think she would become a problem. The model was usually a well-balanced and mature woman for the type of relationship they had. However, at that moment, the man realized he was dealing with the devil.- "To be threatening me, you have no idea the level of fucking we have" he said, just to provoke her.- "You wouldn't tarnish your image over a fuck," Mariah assured.- "
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- "What happened?" the question was directed to the security guard.- "There was an unexpected problem in the elevator, but it has already been resolved"- "Unforeseen?"- "A man approached Miss Collins"Ethan's blood boiled the moment those words reached his ears. He felt an almost physical pain at the thought of anyone hurting Blair. The only thing his brain could assimilate past the worry was anger.The man didn't think twice before grabbing the woman's arm and pulling her closer to him. The brief contact was electrifying for both of them; perhaps more so for one than the other. Ethan took a few seconds to smell Blair's sweet scent before he could speak:- "I need you to stay safe"Blair looked at Ethan's hand on her arm, then up at his face. His tourmaline eyes were beautiful, just as she remembered. It was as if that image would never be erased from her mind. A chill settled over her body as she realized that this man didn't belong to her.She took a deep breath, which only serve
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Drake and Blair accompanied the guests, keeping some distance so as not to seem like intruders. Given the clear and clean scenery, the redhead seemed to be out of place in her black dress. Some would say she was the ex who never got over the breakup, others would bet she was getting revenge.- "Want something to drink?" Drake asked.- "Water," she replied, smiling in thanks.Drake walked over to one of the tables set up in the garden. Meanwhile, Blair walked around the space, taking in the simple, delicate decor. From what little the redhead knew of Rose, she could tell that she had chosen everything. They were college friends before Rose became interested in Blair's then-boyfriend.The woman walked carelessly through the garden, and did not notice when she moved away from the guests. There were many trees in the green environment, and she ended up disappearing from everyone's field of vision.Blair was deep in thought, imagining what her life would be like if she were a woman like Ro
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- "Thank you," Trevor whispered.- "Tell your friends and family how happy she makes you," Blair murmured, and used the glass in her hand to indicate the people around her.The woman’s icy blue gaze fixed on Trevor. More than anyone else, he knew those words weren’t sincere. They were poisonous. But still, the groom nodded, the tiniest bit.- "A toast," Blair suggested, raising the glass to her lips to take a sip.Everyone imitated the redhead's gesture, raising their glasses to promote a toast and murmuring "cheers" in almost unison. However, it didn't take long for silence to reign again. People still thought Blair had something to say, and they were right.- "Oh, I almost forgot..." she began, and left the glass with half of the sparkling wine on the decorated table.- "I hope you make plans together, and that she ruins them all" and as soon as the words left Blair's lips, the guests gasped in surprise, which only spurred her to continue:- "I hope you spend every last cent to put
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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
