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Chapter 31: Suspicions
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A few minutes later, Enrique stepped into the warehouse. Juan's eyes snapped towards him. "Where were you? I was told you left a few hours before the raid.""Raid?" It was either Enrique was a good actor or he was genuinely surprised that there was a raid. "Was that why Hernandez asked me to come in? Where's Giovanni, he said he could handle the rest and I was free to go because my wife was in Labour. What are we doing to recover the lost goods?""It's been sorted," Juan said through gritted teeth. He walked back into the room he was before with Danny, Giovanni and Hernandez. He took a slow, deep breath and walked toward Giovanni.“You really have the guts to sit there, look me in the eyes, and act like you didn’t know what was going on?” Juan’s voice was calm, but sharp like a knife. He was trying hard to stay in control, to not lose his temper. But the longer Giovanni stayed quiet, the more angry Juan became.Giovanni’s throat was dry as he swallowed. He tried to speak. “I didn’t—”
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“I don’t know,” Giovanni said, clearly afraid. “I really don’t. I didn’t see his face. He said he was just working for someone else. I never got a name.”Juan looked at him closely. Something felt off. Giovanni wasn’t telling him everything. There was something more. But Juan couldn’t press too hard. Not yet.“Then tell me what happened after they threatened Belle. You must remember more than just that.”Giovanni took a second. He closed his eyes like he was trying to find the words. Finally, he spoke, voice trembling. “I gave them the info about the shipment. The crates, the timing, everything. I thought they’d just take what they needed and go. But when I saw it going wrong, I panicked. I called for backup. I wanted to stop it somehow. I wanted to fix it. But it was already too late.”Juan stared at him, breathing slowly. He was holding himself together, but barely. He couldn’t let his rage take over. Not yet.“So you called backup… not because you wanted to stop them. You just want
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There was a short silence between them. Hernandez hesitated, then cleared his throat like he wasn’t sure if he should speak."What about Giovanni?" he asked, voice lower, more cautious now. "You want us to hit him? Lock him somewhere? Or... something worse?"Juan didn’t speak right away. His eyes drifted toward the dark warehouse in the distance. He stared at it like he could see through the walls, like he already knew what was going on inside. When he finally answered, his voice was cold and empty."Instruct the men to do whatever you think is best," he said. "Just keep him alive... for now. But don’t worry. When the time is right, I’ll handle him myself."Hernandez nodded, understanding the unspoken message. Then he moved quickly to open the car door for Juan.Juan stepped in and pulled the door shut behind him."Let’s move," he said quietly. "There’s no sleep for traitors. And no peace for the ones who believed in them."The car’s engine started with a loud growl and before they bo
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Arya watched Juan as he returned to his seat at the kitchen island. He placed her plate between the two of them, like it belonged to both of them now and not just her. She looked at him with one eyebrow raised and pointed her fork in his direction."You haven’t even touched your own breakfast," she said.Juan leaned back in his chair. His eyes glanced at the untouched food on his plate, then looked back at her."I’m not really hungry anymore," he replied."Why not?" Arya asked, genuinely confused. "Don’t you like what you made? You can have some of mine if you prefer."Juan looked straight into her eyes, and a small smirk appeared on his face. It was one of those slow, teasing smiles that made Arya nervous. She mostly hated him, but at the same time she could not deny her attraction and that a part of her still cared."I want a different kind of meal from you, Arya," he said, his voice playful and low.She blinked, not understanding. "What are you talking about?"Juan leaned forward,
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He walked toward the hallway, his back to her.Arya sat alone at the kitchen island, staring at the plate in front of her. She picked up her fork again and poked at her food. Then she muttered under her breath, "Sit on my face, he says. Taint my soul. Idiot."But despite herself, she smiled.And for the first time in a long while, it felt real.*+*+*+*+*+*+*+Juan stepped out of the hospital room quietly, the soft sound of beeping machines echoing. After her had left Arya in the dining, the freshened up and then decided to check on Belle. Her surgery had been scheduled to take place already and she had gone through it. He paused for a second, looking over at the nurses’ station down the hall, then let his eyes drift toward the long, empty corridor. Everything was quiet and peaceful but his mind was far from calm.Inside the room, Belle was still sleeping as she had just come out fo surgery. He’d been there since early morning, barely stepping away from her side. But now, he needed s
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Arya blinked, the words hitting her hard, but she didn’t let it show. She set the tray down slowly on a table near the door and stepped back.“I’ll be in my room,” she said softly. “If anyone needs me.”Then she turned and walked inside without another word.Juan stood still for a second, watching her disappear through the doorway. Then he turned to Belle, his face tight with anger.“What the hell was that?” he asked.Belle crossed her arms. “I’m sorry. Am I not allowed to have feelings about the woman playing house in your mansion?”Juan stepped closer. “She’s not playing anything. She lives here. And unlike you, she doesn’t treat people like they’re beneath her.”“She’s not your equal,” Belle said, her voice sharp. “She’s a stray. One you felt sorry for.”Juan’s eyes narrowed. “Say that again.”Belle paused, then looked away. “She irritates me. I don’t like the way she looks at you. Like she owns a piece of you.”Juan didn’t back down. “She belongs here. You don’t get to question th
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The door didn’t open.“Arya—”“I’m fine,” her voice said from inside the bathroom. It sounded calm but it didn’t feel real.Juan sighed and ran a hand through his head in frustration. Low-key, he knew that this was going to be the case. “Can you open the door?”“I said I’m fine," she replied in a sharp tone, but her voice didn't sound fine at all. He paused. He rested his hand flat on the door. “I didn’t know Belle would say something like that. I wasn’t ready for it—”“Neither was I,” Arya said. Her voice was quieter now. “You don’t have to explain. You don’t owe me anything, Juan.”Her words hurt him.“That’s not how I see it—”“You didn’t ask me to come here,” she said. “You used your money to take me away from one prison, and now I’m in another one. I’m not angry at you. I’m just tired.”Juan didn’t answer right away. What could he say? Everything she said was true. He had taken her from a bad place. But he didn’t give her freedom. Not really. She hadn’t had a choice.“I’m sorry,
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"No, we didn't," Juan said, shaking his head. Belle crossed her arms and bit the inside of her cheek. She stared hard at Juan, hurt clear in her eyes.“You used to act like I was the only one that mattered,” she said softly. “Like I was the only person you ever really looked at.”Juan let out a tired sigh. He rubbed his hand down his face like he was already done with the conversation.“You were the only girl I really cared about,” he said in an exasperated manner, “but it wasn’t anything deep, Belle.”She blinked. “Not deep?”He didn’t flinch. His voice wasn’t mean, just flat. He didn't want to hurt her but there was no nicer way to put it. “I mean, I never felt that way about you. Sure, we slept together. But it was just sex. I didn’t think you had feelings for me.”Belle’s face twitched like she was going to cry, but she quickly pulled herself together. She adjusted herself on the wheelchair, trying to blink back the tears. “And why the hell not?” she asked, raising her brows. J
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He walked toward the hallway, his back to her.Arya sat alone at the kitchen island, staring at the plate in front of her. She picked up her fork again and poked at her food. Then she muttered under her breath, "Sit on my face, he says. Taint my soul. Idiot."But despite herself, she smiled.And for the first time in a long while, it felt real.*+*+*+*+*+*+*+Juan stepped out of the hospital room quietly, the soft sound of beeping machines echoing. After her had left Arya in the dining, the freshened up and then decided to check on Belle. Her surgery had been scheduled to take place already and she had gone through it. He paused for a second, looking over at the nurses’ station down the hall, then let his eyes drift toward the long, empty corridor. Everything was quiet and peaceful but his mind was far from calm.Inside the room, Belle was still sleeping as she had just come out fo surgery. He’d been there since early morning, barely stepping away from her side. But now, he needed s
