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Under The Mask Of My Enemy Memory
Chapter 76: Remembrance of Past ExperiencesThorne’s PovI sat in the car and watched the villa behind us get engulfed by the fire, which seemed to burn everything that lay in its path. My eyes felt glued to the action, my body shivering down my spine at the scene and the events just experienced.I continued to stare at the fire engulfs until I saw a figure running toward us. Garrett. Anger and desperation had contorted his features, his eyes fixed on me with an unnerving intensity. A surge of fear ran through me as I watched him, my heart pounding in anticipation.But as I looked at Garrett, something weird happened. A memory flickered to life in my mind, a memory that I had thought was long gone. I saw myself, trapped in a burning building, flames licking at my skin. And I saw a figure, standing in the doorway, watching me burn.It was Garrett.It hit me like a ton of bricks, and my head simply reeled from the shock and horror of it all. Garrett, the man who had kept me captive, the
Last Updated : 2025-01-31Under The Mask Of My Enemy Memories
Chapter 77: Thorne's POVThe car sped down the dark, empty road, but I barely noticed. My eyes were open, staring at the blurred landscape beyond the window, but I wasn't seeing the present. I was trapped in the past, reliving the memory that had resurfaced with brutal clarity.Garrett.The name echoed in my mind like a curse.The man I had trusted. The man I had chosen.And he was the one who had destroyed everything.I dug my nails into my palms, my fists clenched. My breathing was shallow, irregular, as flashes from the past kept hitting me with the force of sledgehammers. I saw my team-Lisa, Marcos, Eric. I heard their last breaths, their last screams. I saw the dock, the smoke curling in the sky, the glint of gunmetal reflecting the dying light. And then, I saw him.Garrett, standing amidst carnage, so calm, untouched, unbothered."You thought you could win?"The words still played in my head, replaying in the same way that they had on that night. I remembered a gun barrel presse
Last Updated : 2025-02-07Under The Mask Of My Enemy A Prisoner
Chapter 78: Garrett's POVI was confined within Cullen Manor, a prisoner on Donovan's orders. Guards stood at every exit, their eyes upon me every second in passing, to make sure I didn't get away. Suffocating, knowing each second that passed I was under someone else's watchful eye, captive, not free.Last night, desperation had driven me to try an escape. In the darkness of the night, I had reached the main door silently, but two guards were there to stop me. "Going somewhere, Garrett?" one sneered as they dragged me back to my room, his grip on my arm tightening. The memory of that failed attempt still seared in my mind.Now, pacing the confines of my room, my thoughts consumed Thorne. The FBI had taken him, and the image of him in their custody gnawed at me. I had to find a way to reach him, to bring him back. Not knowing what was happening to him was more than I could stand.The door creaked open, and Dexter came in, his face a mask of concern and frustration. I seized the moment:
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Under The Mask Of My Enemy Desperation
Chapter 79: Garrett's POVI kneeled there, frozen, my eyes on Dexter as my heart jackrabbited against the wall of ribs. His expression shifted-surprise, followed by anger followed by.squirm. He looked conflicted.I didn't plead very well. Really never in life had I done it before anybody. For Thorne, it would be nothing. Even that.The only sound was the soft ticking of the clock on the wall. I had no idea how long I had knelled there-minutes? An hour? The stone beneath my knees ached, but I wasn't budging. I kept my eyes on Dexter, begging with him to understand.Finally, he blew out a hard breath and rubbed a hand through his hair before stepping forward."Damn it, Garrett." His voice was thick with frustration, but there was something beneath that-resignation.I held my breath as he reached for me, his grip on my arm tight as he dragged me to my feet.This is the last time," Dexter said, the muscles in his jaw flexed. His grasp on my arm was hard, bordering painful. "You hear me? T
Last Updated : 2025-02-10Under The Mask Of My Enemy Thorne In The Hospital
Chapter 80: Garrett's POVThe night was still, but my mind wasn't.I stood hidden in the dark stairwell, my body pressed to the cold concrete wall as I watched the guard standing outside Thorne's hospital room. Every fiber of my being screamed at me to act, to storm in there and take him away, but I couldn't. Not yet.The guard consulted his watch again, shifting in his feet. Then, with a few painful moments, he let out a sigh and took off down the hall, disappeared around the bend.Finally.This was it.I quickened my steps, my heart pounding as my silent footsteps stopped at the door. I carefully twisted the cold knob, and with a practiced push, nudged the door open just far enough to slide inside.The room was dark, the only sound that of machinery humming in the air. There was incessant beeping of a heart monitor, but nothing could have prepared me for the sight in front of me.Thorne lay still on the bed.The breath got caught in my throat.He lay unconscious, a respirator coveri
Last Updated : 2025-02-11Under The Mask Of My Enemy Love And Regret
Chapter 81: Love and RegretGarrett’s POVI stood frozen in place, my body tense as Gavin stepped forward and shoved me aside. I barely stumbled, but I didn’t resist. My hands curled into fists at my sides, and my heart pounded against my ribs, but I remained silent.Gavin positioned himself protectively in front of Thorne’s bed, blocking my view of the man I had fought so hard to find. His expression was a mix of anger and disdain as he looked at me, and when he finally spoke, his voice was filled with cold certainty.“You don’t know how to love, Garrett. You don’t understand what it means to love someone.” His words struck like a blade to my chest. “You were never worthy of Thorne. To him, you’re nothing but an enemy. If it weren’t for you, his life wouldn’t have turned out like this.”I stiffened. “That’s not true,” I said, my voice hoarse, barely above a whisper. “I love him. And he loves me.”But even as I said the words, my conviction wavered. Gavin’s expression didn’t change. H
Last Updated : 2025-02-13Under The Mask Of My Enemy Thought
Chapter 82: Thorne’s PovI woke up to the presence of Gavin sitting beside my hospital bed. His usually calm and composed face was furrowed with worry. The moment he noticed my eyes open, he leaned in, his voice in a hushed urgency."How do you feel?"I blinked repeatedly, acclimating to the bright hospital lighting. I ached everywhere, but nothing was unbearable. "I'm okay," I answered, my voice scratchy from disuse.Gavin released a breath, then hesitated before speaking. "Thorne, I should tell you something." His tone had changed, becoming grave. "We found a micro tracker on you. It's been removed now."At first, his words didn't surprise me. I had always known that Garrett had a tracker on me—I had long suspected it. He was too controlling, too obsessed. But as Gavin continued, my breath caught in my throat."It was implanted in your body," he said, watching me closely.I braced myself.Implanted?I had expected something like a hidden GPS in my belongings, or maybe even some dev
Last Updated : 2025-02-14Under The Mask Of My Enemy A Sense Of Freedom
Chapter 83: A Sense Of FreedomThorne's POVI healed faster than expected. Maybe it was because I had survived worse before. Maybe it was because I did not let myself be weak for too long. Whatever the reason, within weeks, I was healthy enough to be released from the hospital.So, the release form was signed and I was gone.On the morning of my release, a nurse came into my room with a large bouquet of lily of the valley flowers in her arms."There's no name on the card," she said, setting them down on the bedside table. "But whoever sent them clearly loves you very much."I didn't need to know a name. I knew already.Garrett.I glared at the tiny white flowers, my jaw tight. Lily of the valley. But to me, it represented one thing and one thing only—Garrett's way of reminding me that he was still present. That he still had control over me, even now.I grabbed the bouquet and tossed it into the trash can without hesitation. I did not want anything from him. Not his flowers. Not his at
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Under The Mask Of My Enemy The One I Met At The Operation
Chapter 97: The one I met at the OperationGarett’s Point Of ViewMy mind would not take it initially. My grip on my gun tightened, and my eyes were on the man struggling with my men. He wore no mask, no disguise. Just him—Thorne.I felt as if the ground below me had disappeared. My whole body went rigid, my chest barely rising for air. I had a mask over myself, my identity hidden, but my hands shook.What the hell is he doing here?Thorne marched across the room with the stealthy, unaccustomed grace of a specter. Each step was precise, calculated, and deadly. He battled with every ounce of strength he had, sending my men crashing down with quick, killing punches. He had ever been skilled, but now he was more powerful, more ruthless.I should have reacted. I should have ordered my men to kill him. But I couldn't.My brain yelled at me to move, to do something, but I stood there, paralyzed, and watched him.And then one of my soldiers raised his weapon, pointing it directly at him.My
Under The Mask Of My Enemy The Unexpected Face
Chapter Ninety Seven : The Unexpected FaceGarrett’s POVThe night was thick with tension, the kind that settled deep into your bones. The air smelled of gunpowder, damp earth, and the unmistakable scent of blood waiting to be spilled. My fingers flexed around the grip of my gun, steady and controlled. I had done this a hundred times before. Maybe more.This was supposed to be simple. A mission like any other.Donovan had everything planned down to the last detail. He had personally overseen the setup, making sure the men were ready, the information was solid, and the execution would be flawless. The target was dangerous, but nothing we couldn’t handle. I didn’t ask questions. I didn’t need to. That wasn’t how this worked.I stayed at the back, letting my men go in first. They knew their roles, moving in perfect sync, taking their positions, and striking with practiced efficiency. The first round of gunfire echoed through the night, sharp and relentless. Shouts followed—some from my m
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Operation After A While
Chapter 96 : Operation After A WhileGarrett's POVThe underground bunker smelled of gunpowder and metal, a scent that had once exhilarated me. Now it was the only thing reminding me of what kept me grounded. I'd spent too long locked within my own head, drowning in thoughts of Thorne, and letting my emotions take control. It had made me vulnerable. I'd let myself fall, and Donovan reminded me I hadn't forgotten.But tonight was different.Tonight, I was in charge again.I moved through the base, watching the men getting ready. Some were checking their guns, loading bullets into magazines, fitting silencers. Some were tightening gear, donning bulletproof vests and checking gloves. The air was heavy with tension, but I loved it. This was what I had been thirsting for. A mission. A purpose.I pushed my hair back, breathing out slowly. It had been far too long since I'd run an op myself. For months now, I'd been in the shadows, allowing others to handle it while I worked on my own issue.
Under The Mask Of My Enemy The Ultimate Betrayal
Chapter Ninety Five : The Ultimate BetrayalLena's POVThe room felt stifling.I could hear the muffled hum of conversation in the distance, a reminder that we were not alone. But in this cold, dingy room, it felt like the world had narrowed down to the two of us—me and Damian. Or me, Damian, and the traitor.Damian's face was unreadable. His jaw was set, his fists buried at his hips. But his eyes—those dark, black eyes—reflected an emotion I had never witnessed.Betrayal."You?" His voice was smooth, deadly almost, but I could sense the storm brewing beneath it.The man standing before us—**one that Damian had trusted, one with whom he'd been friends for years—**shifted awkwardly. But their eyes didn't show any remorse. No guilt. Just cold calculation."You shouldn't be surprised, Damian," said the traitor."This was always going to happen."My stomach tightened. I had witnessed Damian rage on numerous occasions previously, but this. this was different. It was the kind of silence tha
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Insisting
Chapter Ninety Four : Insisting Chapter 94Garrett's POVI swore to myself I was not going to do this. I want to avoid him. Leave him to live his own life. But I couldn't.Each day, I caught myself seeking him out, yearning for just a glimpse of him. At first, it was little things—glancing around where I knew he would go, walking by the coffee shop where he always stopped to buy his morning beverage. At first, I kept my distance, just observing. Just seeing he was still there, still alive.Then I moved in closer.I started to show up where he was, as if by chance. Bumping into him at a coffee shop, acting like I was in shock that our bodies had collided. The initial few times, he barely even looked my way. His expression remained unreadable, and he never even nodded my way. But I saw the way his fingers curled into his hand. I saw how he drew in a little bit harder of a breath when he saw me.He noticed me.And that was enough to get me back.It rained one day—one of those sudden,
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Facing The Truth
Chapter Ninety Three: Facing the TruthThorne's POVThe waiting room was quiet, except for the soft whir of the air conditioner. I sat, my eyes glued to the clock on the wall. Every second that passed took an eternity. My fingers tapped restlessly against my knee, unsure if I really wanted to be here.I'd been avoiding this for weeks—months, even. The idea of talking to someone, of laying it all out in the open, made my stomach twist. But something inside of me knew that I couldn't keep running. I was exhausted. My mind was a battleground, constantly fighting memories of Garrett, trying to erase him, push him away, but never managing."Thorne?"I looked up. A woman stood in the doorway, smiling sympathetically. "You can come in now."I swallowed, getting my legs to move. The office smelled of lavender, calming but not cozy. There was a couch, but I sat in the chair across from her desk. I didn't need to get too comfortable.Dr. Monroe, the therapist, sat down, opening a notebook. "Is
Under The Mask Of My Enemy A Chnage In The Storm
Chapter : A Change in the StormGarrett's POVRain scent clung to the air. The city blurred past me—cars speeding by, neon lights flashing against glass windows—but none of it mattered. My focus was on one place ahead of me.Thorne's place.I hadn't meant to be here, but going around it wasn't an option.I hated this.I hated that he was able to turn his back on me, ignore me like I was nothing. Before, at least, he had fought against me. Pushed me. Fought me. Now, only silence remained.I knocked once. Then twice. My fury grew with every second.The door finally opened.Thorne stood there, impassive face, eyes shaded with something very close to exhaustion. He wasn't shocked at all to see me, but he didn't move."Want to know what I want?" His voice was deep, controlled.Not icy. Not sharp. Just weary.That alone did something to the inside of me."I had to look at you," I said to him, my gaze sweeping his face for some sign of the anger, the rebellion I was accustomed to. But he did
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Help
Chapter 91 : HelpGarrett's POVThe moment Thorne fell, a crystalline fear cut through me like a blade. I had been standing here watching everything from afar but unable to help myself. Seeing him fall, seeing the way his body fell, vulnerable and open, all else seemed to fade.I was at his side in seconds, my hands around his shoulders. "Thorne!" His flesh was pale, his breathing straining. I didn't waste another second. Ignoring the chaos around us, I wrapped him up in my arms. He was thinner than I remembered—had he been taking care of himself? The thought coiled something inside my chest.The drive home was tense. I held Thorne tight, the hand on my knee, one arm wrapped tightly around him supporting him against my body. He groaned out in his sleep, but what he said wasn't clear. His eyes drew up, fingers spasm-ing, as though trapped in an unpleasant dream. I could visualize what he dreamed about.As soon as I had reached my home, I called the doctor. I barely accepted his questio
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Rejection
Chapter 90 - RejectionThorne's POVI stared at my computer screen, my jaw working in anger as I read the rejection letter for what felt like the umpteenth time. My on-site dispatch request had been denied. Again.A heavy sigh slipped from my lips as frustration mounted in my chest. How many times would they keep me back behind a desk, coddling me like fragile glass? I knew what they thought—that I wasn't ready, that my condition made me a liability in the field. But they were wrong. I wasn't weak. I had to prove it.Without hesitation, I got up from my desk and proceeded to my boss's office, knocking once at the door and then walking in. He looked up from his paperwork at me, his expression unreadable."I want to talk with you," I tried to state as calmly as possible.He put down his pen, resting back in his chair. "I assume it is regarding your application.".I nodded. "Sir, I need to be in the field. I can no longer sit behind a desk and watch other people do something. I know I ca
