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The rage simmering inside me kept me steady, kept me from breaking apart. "Who are they?" I demanded, my voice colder than I expected.My father and Thiago exchanged a glance—silent communication that only made me angrier. They were still keeping things from me."Names," I pressed, stepping forward. "If I’m the one with a target on my back, I deserve to know who’s aiming at me."Thiago exhaled, his patience thinning. "Bridgette, you don’t need to—""Don’t." I cut him off, my voice sharp enough to slice through the tension. "No more protecting me. No more deciding what I should or shouldn’t know. If you actually care about me, Thiago, you will tell me the truth. All of it."His jaw clenched. For a moment, I thought he wouldn’t answer. But then, after what felt like an eternity, he spoke."The Santiago Cartel."I froze. The Santiago Cartel.I wasn’t naive—I knew that name. They were powerful, ruthless, and involved in everything from weapons to high-stakes business deals. If they wanted
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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
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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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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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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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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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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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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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The days that followed felt like a slow, meticulous countdown. The taste of victory was still fresh, but the knowledge that the war was far from over lingered in the back of my mind. Leah was not one to surrender easily, and I knew she'd find another way to fight back. But for now, the cards were in our hands.Thiago had been unusually quiet since the meeting, his focus sharp, but there was an intensity in his eyes that I couldn’t shake off. As if he was preparing for something I couldn’t yet see.I sat across from him one evening in the penthouse, papers scattered in front of me, but my thoughts were far from the numbers on the page. My mind kept wandering to Leah—how she had looked at me when she left the room, her smile not one of defeat, but of patience, like she was biding her time. That worried me more than any immediate retaliation.Thiago leaned forward, breaking my thoughts. "You’re thinking about her, aren’t you?"I met his gaze, not surprised that he had read me so easily.
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By noon, I couldn’t pretend the walls weren’t closing in.The silence after Leah’s visit wasn't the kind that gave you peace—it was the kind that echoed. Every word she’d said, every warning she dripped like poison, kept looping in my mind like a cursed song I couldn’t turn off.Thiago was mine long before you walked into his life.You’re carrying a weapon.I stood in the shower longer than necessary, letting the water scald away the chill that had crept beneath my skin. But no matter how hard I scrubbed, I couldn’t rinse her off me.When I stepped out, I found Thiago waiting.He didn’t knock. He just stood there in the doorway, sleeves rolled, tie gone, shirt clinging to him like armor that no longer fit.“You’ve been quiet,” he said.“So have you.”He stepped inside, shutting the door behind him like he was sealing us off from the world.“You want to yell at me?” he asked. “Do it. I can take it.”I didn’t yell. I dried my hands on a towel, then looked at him square in the eyes.“Was
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The next morning, I didn’t wake up to the usual soft chime of my alarm or the scent of espresso brewing from Thiago’s automated machine. I woke up to silence.Too much silence.The kind that settles like a fog in the bones, whispering that something has shifted. That something is wrong.I sat up, the silk sheets slipping off my skin as I reached for my phone. No new messages. No updates from Lucia or Marcus. Not even a single email from the security firm Thiago had commissioned. The stillness wasn’t peace—it was calculated quiet.Someone had pulled the plug.I moved quickly, throwing on one of Thiago’s button-downs, not bothering to fasten every button as I padded across the floor, phone in hand. I headed straight for the control panel by the wall—one that synced to the penthouse’s surveillance and internal comms. The screen lit up. Offline.“What the hell?”I tapped the screen again. Nothing.“Thiago?” I called out. No answer. My voice echoed back at me.That’s when the hairs on the
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The next few hours felt like I was walking through a fog, each step heavy with the weight of what was at stake. The note had shaken me more than I cared to admit, but it was also a wake-up call. I couldn’t let this go unnoticed. Not now.I grabbed my phone, dialed Marcus’s number, and pressed it to my ear. The ringing felt like an eternity.“Bridgette,” he answered, voice smooth, like he hadn’t just been part of the most volatile corporate environment I’d ever been in.“Marcus,” I said, keeping my tone level. “I need to know if you’ve had anything to do with the leak.”There was a long pause, longer than I expected.“Bridgette, you know I don’t get involved in... sensationalist games. That’s not my style,” he replied. The casualness of his words didn’t sit right.“I’m not asking about style. I’m asking about leaks.” I pressed, my voice tightening. “You had access to sensitive information, and I need to know if you gave it to anyone.”There was another beat of silence before Marcus spo
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