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CHAPTER 148
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The world always had its cruel sense of timing.I sat on the bench at the park, the morning sun casting a warm glow over the scene. The air was fresh, the sound of distant birds chirping, and the serenity of it all contrasted sharply with the storm raging in my mind.How did Thiago always seem to find us? No matter where Sevi and I went, no matter how careful we tried to be, Thiago always appeared, as though he had some sixth sense that told him exactly where to intrude. It wasn’t just unsettling—it was maddening.“Are you okay?” Sevi asked, breaking my train of thought.I looked over at him, his concerned expression softening the sharp edges of my frustration. “I’m fine,” I lied.He didn’t look convinced, but he let it go.We sat in companionable silence for a moment, the park bustling quietly around us. But that peace was shattered when I spotted a figure approaching in the distance, his tall frame and determined stride unmistakable.Thiago.“Oh, great,” I muttered under my breath.
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The silence in Sevi’s car was deafening as we drove back to the condo unit. The argument at the park lingered like smoke in the air—thick, clinging, and suffocating. Sevi gripped the wheel tightly, his knuckles white against the leather, while I stared out the window, my mind racing with a storm of emotions I couldn’t quite name.Thiago’s words echoed in my head: “Do you still love me?”It wasn’t supposed to be this complicated. Sevi and I had agreed to this arrangement to protect him from his father’s meddling, but now? Now, everything felt tangled. Thiago’s presence, his relentless persistence, had shaken whatever fragile balance I thought I had.“We need to talk,” Sevi said, breaking the silence.I turned to look at him, his profile taut with tension. “About what?”“About him.” Sevi’s voice was sharp, almost accusatory.I sighed. “Sevi, I—”“Don’t,” he interrupted, glancing at me briefly before focusing back on the road. “Don’t defend him. Not after what he pulled today.”“I’m not
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The weight of the anonymous message lingered with me the entire day. My mind kept cycling through the possibilities: Who would want to warn me, and why? Was it connected to Thiago, Sevi, or someone else entirely?Sevi was equally unsettled, though he tried to mask it. After our exchange about the message, he stayed unusually close, almost as if he feared leaving me alone would invite disaster. It was sweet, but it also heightened my anxiety. I needed to think clearly, and his protectiveness, while appreciated, was starting to feel suffocating.By mid-afternoon, I excused myself to the bedroom under the pretense of needing rest. As soon as I closed the door, I pulled out my phone and stared at the anonymous message again.“Be careful who you trust.”It felt like a riddle with no answer. If this was about the rumors of the fake engagement, it was already too late for caution. That cat was out of the bag. If it was about Thiago… well, that only made things more complicated.My finger hov
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The next morning came too quickly. Sleep had been elusive, leaving me staring at the cracks of dawn through the window. Thiago’s words replayed endlessly in my mind. I hated how easily he could plant doubt, how even now, his voice lingered like a shadow.Sevi was already up, sitting at the kitchen island with a cup of coffee and his laptop. His hair was slightly disheveled, and he wore a focused expression as he scrolled through something on the screen.“Morning,” I said, my voice raspier than I expected.He glanced up and immediately softened. “Morning. You look like you didn’t sleep.”“Because I didn’t.” I poured myself a mug of coffee, letting the warmth soothe my nerves.“Anything on your mind, or should I guess?” he asked, closing his laptop.I hesitated. “Do you think my father would go to such lengths just to get me back under his control?”Sevi exhaled sharply. “I don’t know your father like Thiago does, but if what Thiago said is true, then yes. It sounds like something he’d
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I clutched the note tighter, its cryptic message echoing in my thoughts."You’re not safe with them. Watch your back."The words were scrawled in hurried, jagged handwriting, almost as though the author had been trembling while writing.Who could have left it? And why?Sevi’s lighthearted voice floated in from the kitchen, humming a melody as he prepared breakfast. Thiago’s deep timbre echoed from the hallway as he finished a phone call, his tone sharp and commanding. The tension between the two men had escalated so much that I felt like I was walking on eggshells around them.And now this?The note had thrown me into a new spiral of doubt.I stuffed it into the pocket of my cardigan and headed toward the kitchen. I needed answers, but more than that, I needed to stay calm.“Morning,” Sevi greeted me with a warm smile. His carefree demeanor was in stark contrast to the chaos unraveling in my mind. “Hungry? I made pancakes.”“Thanks,” I muttered, forcing a smile.Thiago appeared moment
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The house was eerily quiet when we returned. The confrontation in the park left a lingering tension that none of us could shake off. Sevi stormed to his room without a word, and Thiago, who looked more somber than usual, stayed behind in the living room, his jaw tight as if suppressing a storm of emotions.I stood at the base of the stairs, my heart thudding in my chest. That note. Those men. Thiago’s cryptic warnings. It all felt like a puzzle with missing pieces, and I was desperate to figure out what it all meant.But right now, I was stuck in this suffocating mansion, surrounded by tension and unanswered questions.I climbed the stairs to my room, my thoughts spiraling. Once inside, I locked the door behind me. I needed time to think, to process everything.Slipping my hand into my pocket, I pulled out the note again, my fingers trembling. The words seemed darker now, more menacing in the dim light of my room."You’re not safe with them. Watch your back."Who had written it? And h
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The morning sun spilled through the curtains, bathing my room in a soft golden glow. Despite the light, my mind was clouded with uncertainty. The weight of everything—the accusations, the note, the men at the park, and Thiago’s evasiveness—pressed heavily on me. I knew I couldn’t let this continue unresolved.After dressing quickly, I went downstairs, bracing myself for whatever awaited. Dina, thankfully, was nowhere in sight, but Sevi sat at the dining table, his fingers tapping anxiously against his mug.“You’re up early,” he said, his tone guarded.“Couldn’t sleep,” I replied, grabbing a cup of coffee.Sevi stood abruptly, blocking my path. His eyes searched mine with a mix of concern and guilt. “Bridgette, about yesterday… I’m sorry.”I stared at him, taken aback. Sevi rarely apologized, his stubbornness a near-permanent fixture of his personality.“It’s not just about yesterday, Sevi,” I said, my voice softer than I expected. “Something is going on, and I feel like I’m stuck in t
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The weight of the last few days sat heavily on my chest as I scrolled through my phone at Thiago's safe house. The tension between Sevi and Thiago still lingered like a storm waiting to break, and I felt caught in a whirlwind of secrets, danger, and conflicting loyalties. Just as I was about to give up on finding clarity, a news notification flashed across my screen, stopping me cold.“Romeo Martinez, influential businessman, reportedly falls seriously ill. Sources say family is at his bedside.”The words sent a chill down my spine. My father—my stubborn, invincible father—was sick? Panic and dread tightened my throat. For all our differences, I couldn’t imagine him weak, let alone at the mercy of anyone else. And Marlene…I stood abruptly, startling both Thiago and Sevi, who had been seated across the room, locked in another silent standoff.“I have to go,” I said, my voice trembling.“What’s wrong?” Thiago’s voice softened instantly, his sharp gaze fixed on me.“It’s my father,” I re
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The elevator ride to my apartment was silent except for the dull hum of the machinery. My fingers hovered over the ring on my hand, debating whether to rip it off before I stepped through the door. But I didn’t. I couldn’t. I stepped out into the hallway, my heels clicking against the polished floor, my pulse a steady drumbeat in my ears. As I neared my door, a whisper of hesitation curled in my chest, but I ignored it. My fingers trembled only slightly as I unlocked the door and stepped inside.The lights were already on.I froze.And then…“I was beginning to think you’d changed your mind.”Thiago’s voice curled through the space, rich and smooth, wrapping around me like a silk noose. He was there, lounging in my living room like he belonged. A bottle of wine sat open on the table, two glasses half-poured. Like he’d planned for this. Like he knew I’d come.My breath stuttered. “You broke into my apartment.”Thiago smirked, tilting his head. “Now, now, wifey. You gave me a key, reme
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The night air was thick with the scent of the ocean, the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore a stark contrast to the storm still raging inside me. Lucia’s grip on my wrist didn’t loosen until we were a good distance away from the bar, her heels clicking sharply against the pavement as she all but dragged me down the sidewalk.I let her.Because if I didn’t, I wasn’t sure if I’d turn back.Lucia finally stopped near the edge of the boardwalk, whirling around to face me. “What the hell was that?”I exhaled sharply, rubbing my temples. “Lucia—”“No.” She held up a finger, her eyes blazing. “No, don’t you Lucia me. You just stood there and let him put that ring back on your finger. Do you want to keep playing his little games?”I didn’t answer.Because I didn’t know.Lucia groaned, running a hand through her hair. “I swear to God, Bridge, I love you, but you’re killing me.”I let out a humorless laugh. “You think I don’t know that?”She narrowed her eyes, crossing her arms.
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I should have walked away.Should have left him standing there in the dim glow of the city lights, his arrogance hanging in the air like the scent of his cologne—rich, dark, and impossible to ignore.But my feet wouldn’t move.Thiago was waiting. Watching. That infuriating smirk still curled at the corner of his lips, like he had already won.Like he knew I wouldn’t leave.I lifted my hand again, staring at the ring on my finger. It looked the same as before, but now it felt… different. He had put it back on me. Not a question. Not an offer. A statement.I clenched my fist. “I should take this off.”His smirk didn’t waver. “But you won’t.”I exhaled sharply. “You’re so sure of yourself.”Thiago stepped closer, and just like that, the space between us disappeared. His fingers brushed against my wrist, featherlight but firm enough to make my pulse jump.“I don’t need to be sure of myself, Wifey.” His voice was low, dark, coaxing. “I just need to be sure of you.”I hated the way my body
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I should have looked away. Should have turned my back on him, pretended he wasn’t there.But that was the thing about Thiago. He didn’t just take up space—he consumed it.And right now, he was consuming me.Lucia muttered a curse under her breath, shooting me a knowing look. “Seriously? Does he have some kind of tracking device on you?”I swallowed, forcing my shoulders to stay squared even as my pulse quickened. “I wouldn’t put it past him.”Thiago didn’t move right away. He just stood there, watching me, his gaze dark and unreadable. It was infuriating how effortless it was for him. How he could make an entire room feel smaller just by existing in it.Then, finally, he walked forward.And just like that, the air shifted.My grip tightened around my glass. Every part of me screamed to act unaffected—to act like he didn’t get to me. But then he was standing beside our table, his presence like a brand against my skin.Marcus, still chatting up some poor woman, glanced up and let out a
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The moment the door shut behind him, I let out a shaky breath, my knees threatening to give out beneath me.Thiago was gone—for now.But I knew better than to believe he would stay away.I pressed a hand to my chest, feeling the frantic beat of my heart beneath my fingertips. He had gotten too close again. Worn me down with his words, with the weight of his presence. And damn it, he knew it.I crossed the room in quick strides, locking the door as if that would somehow keep him out. Keep him from creeping into my thoughts, my skin, my resolve.I needed air.Without a second thought, I stepped onto the balcony, the cool night breeze wrapping around me like a much-needed embrace. The ocean stretched before me, waves crashing against the shore in rhythmic defiance.I wished I could be like the tide. Constant. Unwavering. Unaffected.Instead, I was a mess.My fingers curled around the railing as I stared at the dark horizon.How had I let this happen?How had I let him slip back in, take
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The moment the door shut behind him, the tension in the room thickened.Thiago didn’t move right away. He simply stood there, watching me, his gaze dark and knowing. He had won this round, and he knew it.I turned away, walking toward the minibar just to put some distance between us. My fingers curled around an empty glass, gripping it as if it could anchor me."You enjoy this, don’t you?" I muttered, not looking at him. "Back and forth, push and pull. You like knowing that no matter how much I fight you, I’ll still let you in."Thiago’s slow footsteps echoed in the room as he approached. "I don’t enjoy it, Wifey," he murmured, his voice low, dangerous. "I need it."My breath caught.Before I could turn, his hands were on my hips, his chest pressing against my back. I felt the heat of him, the possessiveness in his touch."You say you want to be free," he murmured against my ear, his lips barely brushing my skin. "But we both know you never will be. Not from me."I squeezed my eyes sh
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I sat on the edge of the bed, my heart still hammering against my ribs long after Thiago had left. My body felt taut, wound up like a spring that had been stretched too far. I ran a hand through my hair, inhaling sharply, willing my thoughts to clear.But how could I, when his presence still clung to the air like a lingering storm?I needed to focus.I grabbed my phone and re-read Marcus’s message. The launch. My project. The moment I had been building toward for months. The reason I had tolerated sleepless nights, constant battles in boardrooms, and a relentless war against my father’s company.I couldn’t afford to let Thiago distract me. Not tonight. Not ever.With renewed determination, I typed out a response to Marcus, confirming that I’d review the final details in the morning. Then, I placed my phone on the nightstand, staring at it for a long moment.Would Thiago leave me alone for the rest of the night?Or had he only retreated to strike again when I was vulnerable?The though
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I swallowed hard, my fingers gripping the door. Thiago’s presence was suffocating, demanding, and yet... a part of me was drawn to it like a moth to a flame."Let you in?" My voice came out quieter than I intended.His gaze never wavered. "Yes."I hated the way my pulse quickened. The way my body responded even when my mind screamed at me to slam the door in his face.I exhaled sharply. "You think you can just show up, say a few words, and I’ll let you in?"A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "I think we both know you want to."God, I hated him.And I hated that he was right.My grip on the door tightened. I could still shut him out. I could still choose to keep him at a distance. But deep down, I knew that if I let him in, I wasn’t just opening the door to my hotel room. I was opening something much more dangerous.Thiago saw my hesitation and took a step forward, his body close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating off him."I’m not going to force you, Wifey," he murmu
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The room felt colder, despite the warm air of the city pressing against the windows. Jaxon Cruz. The name itself carried weight, like the sound of a gun being cocked in a dark alley.My father was silent, his expression unreadable. Thiago, on the other hand, was watching me—measuring me.I straightened my shoulders. “When will he be here?”Thiago’s smirk was infuriating. “Soon, Wifey.”I ignored the nickname, focusing on my father instead. “And you trust him?”My father exhaled slowly, like he was calculating his words. “Jaxon doesn’t work for trust. He works for results.”A chill ran down my spine.Thiago leaned in just slightly, his voice dropping low. “You should get some rest. We don’t know when they’ll make their move, and I need you sharp.”I laughed dryly. “You expect me to sleep while we wait for a hitman to show up?”Thiago’s eyes darkened. “I expect you to do as I say.”Anger flared in my chest, but before I could snap back, my father cleared his throat.“Jaxon will be here
