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Chapter 29 Blood Ties and Betrayal
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2025-04-04 13:21:25The warehouse door groaned as Rafael pushed it open.
Cold night air rushed in, carrying the distant echoes of sirens and gunfire. Sophia hesitated at the threshold. This was it. The moment she truly stepped into **his world.** She wasn’t just the woman Rafael had stolen anymore. She wasn’t just his captive. She was **something else.** Something **darker.** And Rafael **knew it.** His hand reached back, fingers curling around her wrist. "Come," he murmured. And she **did.** She followed him into the night, into the world of blood, vengeance, and ruthless power. --- ### **A City That Bleeds** The black SUV idled near the alley, engine humming softly. Inside, Rafael’s second-in-command, **Javier**, waited. His dark eyes flicked to Sophia as they climbed in. "She’s coming?" Javier asked, brows raising slightly. Rafael slid into the seat, his tone **lethal.** "She’s already here." Sophia didn’t know if he meant the car or something deeper. But she felt it. A shift. Something irreversible. Javier didn’t argue. He pulled out onto the slick streets, the city lights flickering like dying embers. "Where to?" he asked. Rafael leaned forward, his voice steel. "To the traitor." --- ### **The Betrayer Unmasked** Sophia’s stomach knotted as they pulled into an abandoned parking lot. Another black car waited there. Rafael stepped out first, his presence **commanding.** The other car’s doors opened, and **Enzo**, one of Rafael’s trusted lieutenants, was dragged out—his face **bloodied and bruised.** Two of Rafael’s men held him up. Sophia’s breath hitched. Enzo? He had always seemed **loyal.** Always stood beside Rafael, always carried out his orders **without question.** But now— Now he looked like a **condemned man.** Rafael stepped closer, his shadow falling over Enzo like a **death sentence.** "Tell me," Rafael said, his tone almost casual. "How much did they pay you?" Enzo groaned, blood dripping from his mouth. "I—" He coughed, gasping. "It’s not what you think—" Rafael’s fist cracked across his jaw. Enzo **choked on his own blood.** "Do not fucking lie to me," Rafael growled, voice dripping with rage. Sophia shivered. This was a side of Rafael she had seen glimpses of before. But now? Now there was **nothing holding him back.** Enzo whimpered. "They came to me first," he rasped. "I—I didn’t have a choice." Rafael tilted his head, **mocking.** "There’s always a choice." Sophia watched, heart pounding. A month ago, she would have been horrified. But now— Now she just felt **cold.** Detached. "Who?" Rafael asked. Enzo swallowed hard. Sophia could see it in his **eyes.** The moment he realized— He was already **dead.** --- ### **The Cost of Betrayal** Rafael didn’t need him to answer. He already knew. He turned to Javier. "Get the name. Then end it." Javier nodded, rolling up his sleeves, his **smirk** sharp as a blade. Sophia forced herself to watch as they dragged Enzo away. She forced herself to listen as **the screams began.** Because this was her world now. And there was **no turning back.** Rafael stepped beside her, his warmth a stark contrast to the cold brutality unfolding in the shadows. "Do you regret coming?" he murmured. Sophia’s throat was dry. But she lifted her chin. Met his gaze. "No." Rafael’s eyes darkened with something **dangerous.** Something **possessive.** "Good." Because he knew— She was **his now.** Body. Soul. And maybe—just maybe—**she wanted it.** ---
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