His steel gray eyes pierced into hers, and Rose felt like he become luring her into his daJA abyss. She took worried steps backward, however she didn't understand that he cherished the chase and derived pride from looking her run.She knew she couldn't run nor conceal from him, but there has been no different choice. He without difficulty cornered her in opposition to the wall, trapping her there. considered one of his arms snaked round her tiny waist, and the other caged her among himself and the wall. "tell me what you need, Rose," he stated, his hot breath fanning her neck. The moonlight cast a shadow on him, making him appear to be the satan he was. "What I need is to tug you to hell in which humans like you belong," she seethed. He let out a raw, deep giggle that had her insides twisting."And you suspect you will go away hell after dragging me there? interesting," James chuckled. "i'll ensure you might not get out of there. i'll make certain you have got nowhere else to run however my arms. My call can be the handiest factor you can pronounce as it might be the simplest element you think about, and whilst that occurs, you will be absolutely mine, Rose," he stated sinisterly. Trapped among love and struggle, Rose need to sail through if she intends to protect the humans she loves.
view moreRose lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Sleep had refused to come, her mind trapped in an endless loop of the call she had received. Chain had them. Ariel and Jennie. The fear in their voices, their muffled cries, it all echoed in her ears, tormenting her.She turned to the side, eyes landing on the empty space beside her. James had gone to bed late after celebrating their victory, laughing, teasing her about her role at the party. He had no idea what storm was brewing inside her.Her fingers tightened around the sheets as her mind wrestled with the impossible choice laid before her. How could she hand over the man she loved? The man who had fought beside her, who had become her safe place? But how could she also let her best friend and sister die because of her?The weight of the decision pressed on her chest like a boulder, making it hard to breathe.She squeezed her eyes shut, willing herself to think, to find a way out. But there was none.By morning, her exhaustion showe
The drive home was quiet, but it was the kind of silence that carried weight. The kind that hummed with unspoken words, lingering adrenaline, and the undeniable awareness of what they had just accomplished.As soon as they stepped into the mansion, the tension broke. Cole stretched his arms wide, letting out a victorious laugh.“Well, damn! I have to admit, we pulled that off better than I expected.”James smirked, tossing his jacket onto the couch. “One stone, two birds. Not bad.”Rose sank onto the plush sofa, exhaling deeply. “You make it sound so easy, but I was the one doing the dirty work.”Cole grinned, flopping down beside her. “I don’t know, Rose. You played the baddie role a little too perfectly.”James arched an eyebrow as he leaned against the wall, arms crossed. “Yeah. That act with Rafael? You had him eating from your palm.”Rose rolled her eyes, sitting up straighter. “Are you forgetting where we met? Seduction was my job.”James chuckled, shaking his head. “Fair point.
The next evening, Rose stood in front of the mirror, her heart pounding as she adjusted the sleek black gown that hugged her figure like a second skin. It was dangerously low-cut, with a thigh-high slit that made her feel both powerful and vulnerable. Her dark curls cascaded down her shoulders, and the deep red lipstick James had chosen for her made her lips look almost sinful.James stepped behind her, his reflection appearing in the mirror. He was dressed in an all-black suit, a mask already resting in his hand. His gaze traveled over her, dark and unreadable."You look…" He paused, then exhaled slowly. "Deadly."Rose swallowed, gripping the vanity table. "Are you sure about this?"He turned her around to face him, lifting her chin. "You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to."She searched his eyes. "But if I don’t, we lose an important advantage."James clenched his jaw. "Yes.""Then I’m doing it."A flicker of something, pride, frustration, admiration, flashed in his eyes bef
The drive back to the mansion was quiet. The tension from the fight still lingered in the air, but the reality of what had just happened weighed heaviest on Rose. She sat in the backseat between James and Cole, her fingers intertwined tightly as she stared at them.James noticed the way her hands trembled. He reached over, covering her fingers with his own. "You okay?"She hesitated before answering. "I don’t know," she admitted. "I feel… different."Cole, who sat on her other side, exhaled. "That’s because you are different now, Rose," he said. "Taking a life changes you. Whether you like it or not."Rose turned to him, searching his face for some kind of reassurance. "How do you deal with it?"Cole smirked slightly but there was no humor in his eyes. "You don’t. You just learn to live with it."James squeezed her hand. "You saved my life, Rose. You saved us. That doesn’t make you a monster."She nodded slowly, but her mind was still spinning. The image of Kane falling to the ground,
The atmosphere inside James’s mansion was thick with urgency. Cole stood at the center, his sharp eyes scanning his men as they loaded weapons and prepared for war. The weight of his confession still hung in the air, but there was no time for regrets. James and Rose needed him.Penelope grabbed his arm again, her eyes pleading. "Cole, I need you to think this through. This isn’t just some street fight. Kane has been planning this for years."Cole sighed, placing his hands on her shoulders. "I know. And that’s why I have to go."She shook her head. "You can’t just walk into a trap. There has to be a plan."A man in the room, Logan, one of James’s most trusted allies, spoke up. "She’s right, boss. We need to be smart about this."Cole exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Fine. What do we know?"The man who had escaped the ambush stepped forward. "I overheard some of Kane’s men talking. They took them to an abandoned warehouse on the east side of town."Logan nodded. "That makes se
James groaned as he drifted back to consciousness. His head throbbed painfully, and for a moment, everything was a blur. His body felt heavy, his movements sluggish.As his vision cleared, he realized he was in an unfamiliar room. The walls were concrete, the air damp and cold. His wrists were bound to the chair he was sitting on, thick ropes digging into his skin.Damn it...He tried to move, but his muscles ached. How long had he been out?Then, the memories hit him. The shopping trip. The ambush. The fight.Rose.His head snapped up as he scanned the room. She wasn’t there. His heart pounded against his ribs. Where was she? Was she safe?The sound of footsteps echoed from outside. The heavy door creaked open, and a figure stepped in.The same man who had confronted him outside the store.James clenched his jaw as the man walked closer, a smirk plastered on his face."Finally awake, are we?" he taunted. "You put up a good fight, but even you have your limits."James ignored the pain
James sat on the balcony, still deep in conversation with Cole. They had spent the last half hour discussing their strategy for the upcoming housewarming event. Though it was meant to be a joyous occasion, they both knew it could turn into a battlefield at any moment.James exhaled sharply, running a hand over his face. "I hate that we have to think this way. I should be looking forward to this party, not planning for a potential bloodbath."Cole leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "That’s the life we have, James. We don’t get to have normal celebrations. Not when we have enemies lurking in every shadow."James nodded, but his mind was elsewhere. A nagging feeling crept into his chest, and he found himself glancing toward the stairs."Rose didn’t look good when she went up," he murmured.Cole followed his gaze. "You should check on her."James didn’t need to be told twice. He placed his glass on the table and rose to his feet. "I’ll be back."Upstairs, Rose lay unconsciou
The celebration in James’ mansion continued late into the night. The clinking of glasses, soft laughter, and warm conversations filled the air. Rose and Penelope sat together, admiring the diamond ring on Rose’s finger.“It’s beautiful,” Penelope murmured, turning Rose’s hand under the dim glow of the chandelier. “James really went all out.”Rose smiled, but there was a flicker of hesitation in her eyes.Penelope caught it immediately. “What’s wrong?”Rose exhaled, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Nothing… it’s just… James surprises me more and more every day. I thought I knew everything about him, but I keep realizing there’s so much I don’t.”Penelope smirked. “Welcome to James’ world. He’s full of secrets, but when he loves, he loves deeply. And he loves you, Rose.”Rose’s heart squeezed at those words. Did James really love her? Could he? With everything going on, did he even have space for love?Meanwhile, James and Cole sat across the room, discussing their next m
The grand estate of Mr. David stood under the dimming evening sky, a fortress of wealth and power. Inside, the tension was palpable. Mr. David sat on his luxurious leather couch, his fingers tapping impatiently on the armrest. His sharp eyes followed his son, Bruno, as he sparred with one of the trainers in the courtyard. Beside him, his wife, Greta, watched with pride, clapping excitedly every time Bruno landed a decent hit.“That's my son! You’re doing great, Bruno,” she cheered, smiling at him.Bruno tried to stay focused, but his father’s expressionless face unsettled him. He threw a final punch, stepping back to catch his breath, before looking toward his father, searching for approval. But all he saw was disappointment.Mr. David exhaled sharply and shook his head. “I’m sick and tired of your son, Greta,” he muttered. “He’s been learning the same thing for weeks, yet there’s no improvement. I don’t have time for this nonsense.”Greta’s smile faltered, and Bruno’s grip on his glo
CHAPTER 1 Rose Becker sighed for the umpteenth time as she checked herself out within the replicate. Guilt squeezed her heart tight, however there was nothing she could do. What should she do? She had performed this endless times, yet the guilt remained; she couldn't shake it off. She knew being a stripper was not anything to be pleased with, but she lived in a cruel world wherein no person cared about absolutely everyone. The only language all and sundry understood is money and she or he has learnt to simply accept that fact when you consider that she turned into 12. Her dad and mom died in a car accident and her aunt and cousins kicked her and her little sister out in their family house. She was surviving on her own ever seeing that. She would not care what the arena thinks about her; a few might call her filthy however she would not think. Her cellphone began ringing and he or she checked the caller identity: "Chain" became displayed. Rose cleared her throat before ans...
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