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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
Last Updated : 2025-02-24Under 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
Last Updated : 2025-02-25Under 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
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Under 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
Last Updated : 2025-02-27Under 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,
Last Updated : 2025-03-01Under The Mask Of My Enemy Discussion
Chapter 95 Garrett's POV I swirled the whiskey in my glass, the amber-colored liquid shimmering in the light. It didn't help quiet my mind. The past couple of weeks had been a blur of agitation in my mind, a battle of reason versus something I wasn't willing to give a name. The door was knocked firmly, but there was no hesitation before the door creaked open. Donovan never sought permission. He walked in, his presence as commanding as ever, and shut the door behind. I did not face him. I just kept staring out of my office window into the cityscape. "I was thinking when you'd show up," I breathed, taking my drink slowly. "You've been avoiding me," Donovan answered, his voice even but with a undertone of something tough. "And that's never good." I exhaled, putting my glass down on the desk. "I've been working." "Working," he said, his voice laced with doubt. "Garrett, come on. We both know that's not true." I finally turned to look at him, meeting his gaze. Donovan had always be
Last Updated : 2025-03-05Under 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.
Last Updated : 2025-03-07Under 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
Last Updated : 2025-03-08
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Under The Mask Of My Enemy The Trap
Chapter 11”: The TrapLena’s POVThe silence in the room was suffocating. I stood frozen, my heart hammering against my ribs as I stared at Damian. His face was stone-cold, but his eyes burned with barely contained fury. Logan had just delivered the news—Bianca had taken someone.Someone close to me.I swallowed hard, my throat dry. My fingers curled into fists as I struggled to process it.“Who?” My voice came out hoarse.Logan hesitated, glancing at Damian before answering. “Mia.”A sharp pain shot through my chest. Mia. The only person who had ever been like a sister to me. The girl who had stayed by my side when no one else did. The thought of her in Bianca’s hands made my stomach churn.I took a shaky breath and turned to Damian. “We have to go. Now.”He didn’t answer immediately. His jaw was tight, his muscles tense as if he were barely restraining himself.“It’s not that simple,” he finally said.My eyes flashed with anger. “What do you mean? She has Mia! Are you seriously tell
Under The Mask Of My Enemy We Do
Chapter One hundred and Nine : We DoThorne's POVThe hospital smelled of antiseptic and medication, something I'd gotten way too accustomed to in the last few days. But today didn't count. Today was special.Because today, I was taking Garrett home.I gripped the pen firmly in my hand as I signed the discharge papers. My hands trembled slightly, not from fear, but from something deeper—something that had been building inside of me since Garrett woke up.Relief.Sense of finality.New beginning.The nurse checked the papers from me, looking up with a warm smile. "All set. He can go home."I nodded, barely able to get the words out.I turned to confront the room, my heart pounding as I yanked open the door. Garrett sat on the edge of the bed, dressed already, his dark eyes fixed on me uncertainly."Sure you're ready to do this?" he asked, still a little raspy.I laughed a half-breathless laugh. "I signed the stupid documents, didn't I?"Garrett smiled. "Guess I shouldn't complain about
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Hope
Chapter One hundred and eight : Hope Thorne's POVThe hospital room was quiet save for the constant beeping of the heart monitor. The dim light from the window gave a soft illumination to the bed, on Garrett's face—the face I had glared at for hours on end, full of anger, frustration, confusion. But now, I wasn't glaring at him with any of those emotions.Now, I was only full of hope.I had been sitting there for hours, my hands resting on the railing of the bed, my fingers occasionally brushing against his. He was warm, he was breathing, but he hadn't moved.Not yet.I breathed a shuddering breath and swept the hair out of my face, my muscles cramped from being in the same position for so long. I hadn't moved. Not even when the nurses told me I had to rest. Not even when my own exhaustion screamed at me to shut my eyes.Because what if I died, and he came around when I was gone?No. I wasn't going anywhere.My gaze wandered to his face—his hard face relaxed by sleep, his dark lashes
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Desperate For A Chance
Chapter 107 : Desperate For A Chance Thorne's POVThe corridor of the hospital felt chillier than usual. Or maybe it was me—my body heavy, my heart heavier.Gavin stood before me with his face expressionless. There was no anger, no disappointment, just a calm resignation, as if he had already heard my response even before he asked me the question.I should have talked—talked to soften the rejection, to dissipate the tension. I had nothing.Gavin released a gentle breath, rubbing the nape of his neck. "I see," he said. "You don't have to tell me any more."I opened my mouth, hesitated, then closed it.But just as he turned to leave, he hesitated. His fist curled loosely at his side before he spoke once more finally."There's something you should know, though."His tone was level, but there was something in his eyes—a glint of something black, something that twisted my stomach into a knot of anticipation."Which?" I hedged.Gavin's eyes met mine. "The night I saved you… Garrett called
Under The Mask Of My Enemy By His Side
Chapter 106: By His SideThorne's POVI didn't leave Garrett alone. Ever.The hospital room was cold, too white, too clean. The machines beeped softly in the quiet, a reminder he was still here, still breathing. But he wasn't awake. He hadn't moved since the operation, and that terrified me more than anything.I sat beside his bed, watching. His face was pale, lips dry. Bandages on his chest protruded from the hospital gown, harsh reminder that the bullet meant for me found home in him.I grasped his hand, hesitating before encircling it with my own. Cold to the touch, his skin seemed, and yet there was a warmth beneath, a testament that he clung on.You'd better wake up soon," I growled, my throat rough. "You can't just leave me like this."I pinned his hand down firmly, but he didn't react.The guilt was crushing.I had spent so much time hating him, blaming him, repelling him. And now that I should have protected myself, Garrett had stepped in front of that bullet.It ought to have
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Ready To Change
Chapter One hundred and five : Thorne's POVThe prison gates slam shut behind me with a ringing crash, the sound echoing in my head as a final warning. I shuffle down the dimly lit corridor, my steps leaden, my mind reeling. Donovan's words still replay in my head, each one cutting deeper than the last."It was me. My intentional goading. I made sure you remembered."I flexed my fingers as I stepped outside, the crisp night air slapping my face. I set my teeth and breathed in deeply, but it did not help. Nothing would.I had despised Garrett for so long. I blamed him for everything—for my stolen past, for my confusion, for my suffering. But now? Now I realized the truth. Garrett had never actually been my enemy. He had been there, on the periphery of the Cullen family's crimes, but he was not like Donovan. He was not a monster.And yet, I had treated him as if he were.Guilt weighed on me like a leaden collar around my neck as I went to my car. My hands shook as I opened the door and
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Secret Revealed
Chapter 104: Secret RevealedThorne's POVThe prison was cold. Not just from the thick concrete walls or the lack of sunlight coming in through the small, barred windows, but from what this place represented. It was where the damned resided, where the people who had crossed a boundary they could never return from. And now, Donovan was there.I trudged down the lengthy corridor, my boots clanging off the stone floor. Stagnant air, perspiration, and rusting metal greeted me as I passed cell after cell of inmates, ignoring the prisoners who yelled or slammed against their doors. I wasn't there for them. I was there for him.I halted when I reached his cell.Donovan sat on the metal bench, his hands resting casually on his lap. The moment he saw me, a smirk curled at his lips. He didn’t look like a man who had lost everything. If anything, he looked amused—like he had been expecting me.“Agent Thorne,” he greeted, his voice smooth, relaxed. “I was wondering when you’d come.”I didn't sit.
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Plan To Resign
Chapter 103: Plan To ResignThorne's POVBlood. Too much blood.It oozed on my hands, saturated the fabric of my clothing, and ran on the unforgiving earth below me. I pressed tightly against Garrett's wound, but the blood streamed on through my fingers, searing and uninterrupted. My respiration was small, gaspy.This couldn't be happening. It was happening."Get him into the car! Now!" Donovan shouted above the bedlam, stern and urgent.His usual cockiness was gone. His face was pale and his eyes wide with something I never would have thought I would ever witness: fear. Donovan, never before, looked lost, like he had no control over anything. That alone made my stomach twist. If Donovan was scared, things were more terrible than I could have ever thought.The guys rushed, scooping Garrett's slumped body into the back seat of the black SUV. I climbed in behind them, holding on tight. My hands were wrapped around his wound, holding as much pressure as I could. His breathing was sporadi
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Feelings
Chapter 102: Feelings Thorne's POVGarrett dropped in front of me, his form crashing onto the ground with a nauseating crunch. Time slowed down as I stood there rigid, observing the crimson pool of blood spreading on the ground, the dark red staining the pavement like a jesting reminder of all that had transpired to lead to this. My lungs froze as I breathed in, my body unable to move.I had waited years for this—to finally kill Garrett and to bring an end to the Cullen family.But now, standing over him, watching his blood seep into the ground, I felt no victory. No victory at all.Only a burning, intolerable pain.Garrett's breathing was shallow, his chest rising and falling in slow, irregular motion. His lips trembled as he tried to talk, and I found myself leaning forward, straining to hear what he would say."I'm sorry…"His voice was barely audible, little more than a whisper.I bristled.His eyes, cold and sharp as ever, were unfocused, filled with something indistinguishable.
