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The tension in the car was suffocating as we sped down the dark road. Sevi sat next to me, his eyes flickering with concern and barely contained anger. Thiago, seated in the front, was brooding, his phone clutched tightly in his hand."Prepare for war?" I repeated, my voice trembling but my resolve hardening. "What does that even mean, Thiago? Are we just going to wait for them to come after us again?"Thiago turned in his seat, his eyes piercing. "It means we strike first. If we don’t, they’ll come for us—and they’ll use your father to do it.""But who are they?" I pressed. "And why does this feel like it’s about more than just business?"Thiago hesitated, his silence heavier than words. Finally, he spoke. "There are layers to this, Bridgette. What’s happening isn’t just about your father’s business or Marlene’s schemes. There are bigger players involved, people who see us as pawns in their game.""Pawns?" Sevi scoffed, crossing his arms. "Speak for yourself, Thiago. Some of us aren’
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Thiago’s gaze bore into mine, a mix of frustration and hurt flickering in his eyes. The silence between us was almost unbearable, the tension thick enough to cut. My heart raced as I clutched the file tighter, my mind a whirlwind of questions and accusations.“You think I’m playing you?” Thiago asked, his voice low but laced with a sharp edge.“What else am I supposed to think?” I shot back, my voice trembling despite my efforts to appear strong. “Everything points to you having some hidden agenda. This file, the cryptic calls, your perfect timing—it’s too convenient, Thiago!”He sighed, rubbing a hand over his face as if trying to collect his thoughts. “You don’t know the full story, Bridgette. And honestly, I didn’t want you to know because I thought it would keep you safer.”“Safe?” I scoffed, waving the file in his direction. “This doesn’t look like safety to me. It looks like betrayal.”Thiago’s patience snapped. In three strides, he was in front of me, his hand firmly yet gently
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The text stared back at me like a venomous snake ready to strike. My chest tightened as the weight of the threat sank in. Thiago leaned over my shoulder, reading the message. His jaw clenched, and I could see the storm brewing behind his eyes.“They’re taunting us,” Thiago muttered.I swallowed hard, my mind racing. “What does it even mean? Running out of time for what?”Marcus, still standing by the door, cleared his throat. “It’s a warning. They want to keep you on edge, make you panic. And if they have Marlene, they might use her as leverage.”I scoffed, crossing my arms. “Leverage for what? I’ve already refused to give up my inheritance. There’s nothing left for them to threaten me with.”Thiago shot me a pointed look. “You’re wrong, Bridgette. If they can’t control you financially, they’ll try to control you emotionally. They’ll go after your father, your reputation—everything that matters to you.”The thought sent a chill down my spine. My father’s sudden illness, Marlene’s disa
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Within the next hour, a plan began to take shape. Thiago would personally oversee the extraction of my father while Marcus and I worked to track down Marlene. Marcus believed she was the key to understanding Hensley’s endgame, and I couldn’t argue. Marlene knew the inner workings of my father’s affairs far better than I did.“I still can’t believe she’d be involved with Agatha,” I muttered as Marcus drove us toward a remote property where his team believed Marlene might be hiding.Marcus glanced at me, his expression sympathetic. “It’s possible she didn’t have a choice. If Hensley threatened her—”“Then she should have come to me!” I snapped, the frustration spilling over. “Instead, she sided with the people trying to destroy my family.”Marcus didn’t respond, but his silence spoke volumes. The betrayal stung more than I cared to admit.We arrived at the property, an old estate on the outskirts of the city. The air was heavy with tension as we approached the door. Marcus signaled for
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The seconds felt like hours as Agatha stepped closer to Marlene, her expression as cold and calculated as I remembered. Hensley, towering behind her, held the gun steady, his finger lingering near the trigger. Marlene’s body trembled, her hands raised in a futile gesture of surrender.“You brought the documents?” Agatha asked, her voice deceptively calm.Marlene nodded frantically, pulling a folder from her bag. “They’re all here. Just don’t hurt him. Please.”Agatha’s lips curled into a chilling smile as she took the folder and began leafing through its contents. “You’ve done well, Mom. For once, you’ve actually been useful.”I watched, hidden in the shadows beside Marcus, every nerve in my body screaming at me to act. But Marcus held me back with a firm hand on my arm, his eyes locked on the scene unfolding before us.“We wait,” he whispered.Agatha snapped the folder shut, turning her icy gaze back to Marlene. “Unfortunately, usefulness has its limits. You’ve served your purpose.”
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Thiago’s arms tightened around me as if he could shield me from the storm brewing just beyond the walls of his estate. But his warmth didn’t soothe me; it only intensified the chaos in my mind.I pushed him back, my hands trembling. “Fix this? Thiago, this isn’t some business deal you can manipulate your way out of. People are getting hurt. My father… He could die, Thiago!”His jaw clenched, his eyes flashing with something between regret and defiance. “I know. And I’m not going to let that happen. But you need to trust me.”“Trust you?” I echoed, the words tasting bitter. “You’re the one who kept me in the dark. You and my father built this mess, and now you’re asking me to trust you to clean it up?”Before Thiago could respond, the study doors burst open. Marcus strode in, his phone in hand, his expression grim.“You both need to see this,” he said, tossing the device onto the desk.A news broadcast played on the screen. The headline alone made my blood run cold:“Martinez Empire in
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The sleek black car came to a halt just outside the airstrip, the rumble of the engine fading into the tense silence between Thiago and me. My heart pounded as I glanced out the window, taking in the shadowy figures near a private jet.Agatha was there, unmistakable even under the dim lights. Her sharp features and the confident way she moved sent a wave of fury coursing through me. But it wasn’t just her presence that unnerved me—it was the figure stepping down from the jet.A man.Tall, with an air of authority and menace, he carried himself like someone who was used to being obeyed without question. His face was unfamiliar, but something about him made my stomach twist.“Who is that?” I asked, my voice low.Thiago’s grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles white. “Lucas Hensley,” he said, his voice grim. “He’s the head of the network I’ve been fighting against. And if he’s here… it’s worse than I thought.”“Worse how?”“He doesn’t come out into the open unless he’s about
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Marcus’s grip on my arm was unrelenting as he dragged me toward the far side of the airstrip, where a black SUV sat idling. My feet stumbled over loose gravel, my mind still spinning from the explosion and the impossible choice Lucas had thrown at me.“Marcus, what the hell is happening?” I gasped, wrenching my arm free as we reached the car.“Not here,” he snapped, yanking the door open. “We don’t have time, Bridgette. Get in!”I froze, glancing back toward the smoke-filled chaos. Figures moved in the haze—Lucas barking orders, Thiago fighting to break free from the armed men—but Marcus’s urgency pulled me back.“Bridgette!” he barked.Reluctantly, I climbed into the car. The moment the door slammed shut, Marcus floored the gas pedal, and we shot down the darkened road away from the airstrip. I whipped around in my seat, my gaze locked on the rearview mirror, searching for any sign of pursuit.“Where are you taking me?” I demanded, my voice tight with panic and suspicion.“To safety,
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Thiago didn’t let go of my hand as we ascended the stairs. His grip was firm, grounding me, even as my thoughts spiraled with fear and adrenaline. The Syndicate was no longer just a distant, malevolent force—it was here, closing in on us. Yet, with Thiago at my side, I felt an unshakable determination building within me.When we reached the roof, the cool night air hit me like a wave. The city stretched out below, glittering and oblivious to the danger lurking in its shadows. Thiago scanned the area quickly, his sharp eyes taking in every detail.“Over here,” he said, guiding me toward a corner where a makeshift ladder had been propped against the edge. It led to the adjacent building, lower and less exposed.“Is this part of the plan?” I asked, my voice tinged with sarcasm as I eyed the rickety ladder.His lips twitched. “Improvisation. You’ll love it.”I shot him a look but didn’t argue. Thiago went first, his movements swift and practiced, as if danger was his second nature. Once h
