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Chasing Reina
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Cassian’s POVHe didn’t have to talk after that.The fear alone had loosed his tongue like a blade. “He’s a regular,” he rasped. “He comes in every other morning. Black coffee, no sugar. Sits in the back. Talks to no one. Name’s Joshua. Joshua Rivera. That’s all I know, I swear—”Joshua Rivera.Didn’t ring a bell. But the face—I tapped the screen and zoomed in on the image of the man again. There was something there, something in the cut of his jaw, the way he held himself like he was always ready for a confrontation. My mind ticked like a metronome on fire.Familiar.Too familiar.But it didn’t matter.Within minutes, we had what we needed. My men ran a quick search, and in the time it took for me to pull a cigar from my coat pocket, we had his address. Westside loft. Down floor. Typical. Predictable.We were on the road before the ash even hit the tray.Lucas drove. I sat in the back, staring out at the city through tinted windows, my mind alive with smoke and questions. I smiled d
Last Updated : 2025-04-08The Devil's Nurse A Fragile Peace
Reina’s POV“Joshua,” I whispered, my voice like sandpaper.He was in the kitchenette, pulling two mugs from the cabinet like we were just any couple settling in for a quiet night. But my feet wouldn’t move. My pulse was trapped in my throat, thudding wildly.He looked up immediately. “What is it?”“I—I saw something.” I gestured toward the window, backing away. “Outside. Just past the porch light. It moved.”Joshua’s face shifted—his usual softness replaced with quiet alertness. He didn’t laugh it off. Didn’t call me crazy. Instead, he crossed the room in three long strides and peered out the window.The glass was smudged, but clear enough. The porch bulb buzzed faintly, illuminating nothing but weeds and shifting shadows.Still, he watched.“I don’t see anything,” he murmured.I didn’t breathe.But then his shoulders squared. He looked a little too long. Like he was pretending to see nothing so I wouldn’t panic.“Could’ve been a deer,” he said carefully, still staring. “Or a raccoon
Last Updated : 2025-04-08The Devil's Nurse Until You Give me Another
Reina’s POVMy consciousness returned in pieces. A shrill pulse behind my eyes. Pins and needles prickling down my limbs. My mouth tasted of metal and something bitter. The air was thick—damp, suffocating.When I opened my eyes, darkness swallowed me whole.No window. No moonlight. Just the dim, flickering hum of a single bulb above. My arms ached—burning, twisted behind my back. Ropes dug into my wrists. My ankles were bound too, something coarse slicing into my skin every time I moved.Then I remembered. Joshua storming in. The gunshot. “Ohmygod,” I cried. What if…No. I shouldn’t think that way. But what if? And where the fuck am I? Who took me? Andrew? Mr Morelli?Panic surged up my throat like bile.“Help!” I screamed. “Somebody—please!”My voice cracked, raw from disuse or screaming—I couldn’t tell. I tried again, louder, until my lungs were burning.Then— A low chuckle answered from the shadows.Mocking. Cruel.“Shut up,” a voice said coldly. “You don’t get to scream.”A fig
Last Updated : 2025-04-08The Devil's Nurse His Face, Their Face
Reina's POVI watched the smile on his face widen as he looked down at me.He knelt in front of me again, unmasking—his face now seared into my memory like a brand. And worse… when I looked at him, it wasn't just his face anymore. It blurred with Andrew’s. The same darkness. The same sick hunger.“I can’t be cheated out of life. I must take my own pound of flesh,” he barked with a crazy look in his eyes.I thrashed. Hard. My shoulder twisted painfully, but I didn’t care. I had to move. Had to stop what I knew was coming.He lunged forward—fingers clawing at the waistband of my shorts. The rope around my ankles burned as I kicked out wildly, but he gripped my legs and yanked them down hard, slamming my spine against the cold cement. Pain shot up my back as my breath hitched.My heart slammed so hard I thought it might give out.Stall him.Make him think he’s winning.Play the game.“Wait,” I gasped, forcing my voice to tremble—not just from fear, but desire. I hated myself for it, but
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Cassian’s POV “What do you mean she’s gone?!” My voice split the air like a whip, raw and laced with fury. The room went dead silent. Even the low hum of the ventilation seemed to retreat as every man in the room shifted uncomfortably under the weight of my stare. Ethan stood stiff, jaw clenched, eyes locked on the polished marble floor like it could save him. He knew better than to stutter, but I could see the fear prickling just beneath the surface of his usually composed demeanor. “I gave an order! Her face—first thing I see when I wake up. So why am I seeing your faces instead?!” I barked. “We're sorry boss. We tracked them down just like you ordered,” he said carefully. “Got there just after dawn. Everything looked normal outside the trailer, but—” “But what?” I snapped, stepping forward. He exhaled slowly. “The man she was with at the cafe, was inside. Unconscious. Bleeding out on the floor.” “And Reina?” I demanded, my blood already boiling, heat rushing to my ea
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Last Updated : 2025-04-11The Devil's Nurse Ghosts Don't Burn
Cassian’s POVElias?The same incident that made me cut ties with Vasili? I gripped the arm of my chair tighter as a wave of pain gripped my legs, real enough to make me see stars.The incident that changed my life. My first mistake in the game.I barely remembered his name before now. It was a job gone sideways. A child turned into a ghost. I thought he’d died with the fire I lit to erase my failure.But ghosts don’t burn, do they? They wait.The crimson thread pulled tighter across my chest. I felt an invisible hand grip my throat and loosened my tie. I couldn't breathe.“He wears a new face now. The fire you set peeled the old one off,” Vasili added, as he continued working on his art.“Where is he?” I asked, after steadying my breathing.“Closer than you think, brother Cassian. Much closer.”Closer than I think? Who could it be?Is he among my men? The organization? A rival gang?I didn’t wait after that. Because I knew he wasn't going to spill more.As I turned my chair to leave,
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Reina's POV When his fingers slid just beneath the waistband of my pants, the soft brush of skin against skin, my breath caught again.Fuck.I turned my face to the side, trying to steel myself. “Stop.”He didn’t listen.Instead, his touch turned gentle—too gentle. He reached for my already wet fold, his hand resting causally, causing another wave of heat to pool.It started almost immediately. A slow, deliberate stroke that sent fire crawling beneath my skin. My body reacted before my mind could catch up. My back arched just slightly, involuntarily reaching for more.He hit the right spot, his eyes never leaving mine as he watched me struggle between anger and need.My mouth parted on its own will, my back arching further for more. But just then, he stopped.Just like that.I gasped at the sudden stillness, the loss of heat. My eyes darted back to him, wild and unsure.I had never felt so shameless and embarrassed all my life. And to think I was almost moaning?Fuck!How could I? Ha
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Reina's POV It was almost midnight when one of the guards summoned me.“Mr. Morelli wants you in his room,” he said simply, before turning away.What exactly did I signed up for?I paused in the hallway, heart tapping a strange rhythm in my chest. Something about the silence behind that door felt loaded. Off. Still, I knocked once before stepping in.He was there, seated in his chair near the window, shirtless, the shadows of the room hugging the sharp lines of his body. The glow from a single lamp painted him in amber and darkness."Close the door,” he said.I did.“Lie on the bed.”My brows pulled together. “What?”He tilted his head, that signature smirk curling his lips. “You want to leave the house for your little assignments, don’t you?”I stayed silent, wariness creeping down my spine.“Or would you rather I lock you in here and keep you where I can see you?”That shut me up. My throat tightened.“Good girl,” he said, his voice dangerously low. “Now… lie down.”I crossed the r
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Reina's POV “Come here, Reina,” he said, voice low and smooth.The room was quiet, heavy with shadows and something far more suffocating—desire laced with danger.Morelli didn’t move much when I entered. He didn’t need to. Just the way his eyes latched onto mine—dark, unreadable, and burning with something primal—was enough to steal the air from my lungs.He watched me like I was the only thing in the room worth breathing for.I approached carefully, setting down my medicine bag beside the bed. His chest, bare and scarred, rose and fell with slow, controlled breaths. A glass of whiskey rested in his left hand. His right hand, bandaged at the knuckles, hung low—threatening in its stillness.I reached for the stethoscope, but before I could lean in to check his vitals, his voice cut through the silence.“Sit.” He patted his lap.I blinked. “What?”“You heard me.”I hesitated. He tilted his head, the edge of his mouth curling into something between a smirk and a dare.Against my better
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Reina's POV Curled up in bed, I clutched the sheets like they were the only thing keeping me tied to reality. My mind refused to rest. It played cruel tricks—spinning vivid reels of everything that had happened this past week. Each memory came crashing through like a storm, loud and unrelenting.I wanted to forget. God, I tried. I begged for the thoughts to quiet, for my heart to stop aching. But it was useless. I was trapped—caged in an endless loop of waking nightmares that clawed at me every time I closed my eyes.Then, like a punch to the chest, that moment in the bathroom slammed into me. Mr. Morelli—his voice smooth like poison, his eyes gleaming with that twisted kind of confidence—had the audacity to make that insane proposal.He wanted to own me?As if I were some possession to collect. A prize to cage behind glass.What tore me open wasn’t just the arrogance of it—it was that, for a brief, breathless second, I almost said yes. The thought had thrilled me, ignited something
The Devil's Nurse Her Savior
Reina's POVThe water was warm, scented with oils and lined with rose petals, but it couldn’t soothe the ache burning beneath my skin.Neither could it stop my limbs from trembling.I had seen Leon’s face the moment the trunk of the car burst open, and for a fleeting second, gratitude lit up inside me like a match in a dark room. I shouldn’t have felt relief. This wasn’t freedom—it was just another cage with velvet walls. But when he pulled me into his arms, when I heard his voice bark orders and watched the shadows of Morelli’s men close in like hounds, I let myself crumble. Just for a moment.Because the monsters I knew… were safer than the ones I didn’t.Now, in this oversized marble tub, with gold faucets and expensive soaps, I let the tears fall freely.I am no longer a free woman.If I left this place, the wolves would be waiting.The police would tear me apart in interrogation rooms. The Vance family would paint a target on my back, parade my corpse through the streets for the
The Devil's Nurse Where It Hurts Most
Cassian’s POVDinner was served. But she didn't show up.The long table stretched endlessly before me, golden light dancing on polished silverware, untouched plates, and bowls of food prepared with precision.“Where is she?” I asked, voice sharp enough to pierce glass.One of the maids, Tara, flinched slightly. “She… hasn’t come out since she arrived, sir. She didn’t touch her lunch either.”I pushed back from the table, my chair scraping violently against the floor. “She hasn’t eaten anything?”“No, sir.”My pulse spiked.I didn’t know if it was anger or… something far more dangerous.I wheeled out of the dining hall, each turn of the wheel sharp and fast. The hallway was quiet—too quiet—except for the distant patter of rain against the windows. I hated the sound tonight. It reminded me of the bruises on her skin. The silence in her eyes.Two guards stood outside her room, but when they saw me coming, they bowed their heads and stepped aside without a word. The scent of lavender le
The Devil's Nurse She Came Back Broken
Cassian’s POVReina? How long has it been since she went missing? A day? Two?Fuck! How could I forget my perfect distraction? Maybe that’s why I’ve been overwhelmed by anger and frustration. At least when she was here, my mind stayed preoccupied with how to break her down—how to make her bend without snapping. It kept the rage at bay.But when Ethan showed me that footage—her wrists bound, her body shoved into the trunk like she was nothing—something in me snapped.All I could think about was carving that bastard into pieces. Tiny, bleeding pieces. Scattering him across the fields like fertilizer and letting the vultures handle the rest.I’ve never seen anyone look so broken. So small. And yet, so…desirable.How fucking dare he?She’s mine. Mine.While my men rode out to drag that bastard down here and return my nurse safely, I ordered the maids to draw a warm, scented bath, soften every corner of her room, and prepare a hearty lunch that would chase away any chill.The mansion cam
The Devil's Nurse The Trunk
Reina’s POVThe car sat waiting, black and beat up like it had been through the toughest storms. Its trunk was already open. As if it had been waiting for me. My heart sank.“No,” I choked, voice hoarse.He didn’t respond. Just pulled me forward with renewed strength. My knees buckled and scraped the gravel. Still, I dug my heels into the ground, struggling against him with every last ounce of energy I had.That was when he struck me.A sharp backhand to the face that sent stars exploding behind my eyes. The taste of blood filled my mouth. My lip split open. Before I could cry out again, he yanked a cloth from his pocket—already tied in a knot—and shoved it between my lips.“Shut the fuck up,” he hissed. “Or I’ll cut you open right here.”I screamed anyway, or tried to. The gag silenced me. My head thrashed. Tears spilled down my face.Then he grabbed the back of my neck and shoved me forward—hard.My torso slammed into the edge of the trunk. My ribs burned with the impact. In one bru
The Devil's Nurse You Scream, You Die
Reina’s POVHe didn’t come again.Not that night. Not even to yell or rattle the door or throw something at the wall just to remind me he was still there. Silence wrapped around me like a noose—tightening with every hour that passed. I didn’t sleep. Not really. When my eyes did close, the nightmares came—fast and dark.Andrew’s face. His face. Their faces morphing. Their voices blending into one monstrous echo.‘Give me a son.’‘You’re just a vessel.’‘You’ll come crawling back, just like you always do.’My limbs locked in my dreams, the same way they had in reality. I couldn’t run. Couldn’t scream loud enough. I’d wake up gasping, soaked in sweat, only to slip back under—and the nightmares would start all over again. It was endless. Torturous. Like drowning in memories I never wanted, stitched into new horrors I couldn’t escape.Then—A hand creeping up my breast snapped me upright. A scream clung to my throat but didn’t make it out.My eyes flew open——and landed right on his fa
