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A Nightmare and a Reckoning
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Axel.The basement reeked of fear, piss, and the coppery tang of blood. Shadows clung to the corners like cobwebs, thick and oppressive. In the center of the room, Sergey was strapped to a chair, his face a mess of bruises and cuts.I circled him slowly, the rage inside me a living, breathing thing. The poker in my hand glowed a dull orange, wisps of heat shimmering off the tip."I trusted you, Sergei," I said, my voice a low rasp. "And you betrayed me."Sergey made a noise halfway between a whimper and a groan. "Boss, please... I can explain—"I backhanded him across the face, splitting his lip. "Explain? What's there to fucking explain? You went behind my back, you piece of shit. Tried to sell me out to the highest bidder."His eyes widened, bulging slightly. Blood and spittle flew from his mouth as he shook his head frantically. "No, no, it wasn't like that! I swear, I never—""Don't fucking lie to me!" I roared. The poker hovered an inch from his face, and the stink of his fear ra
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Aria.My heart was still racing from the close call with Nikolai. I'd managed to retrieve the microchips, but I was no closer to figuring out where to plant them. As I wound my way through the crowded ballroom, I tried to keep my cool while internally freaking out. I mean, seriously, who would've thought I'd end up playing spy and planting devices in a mafia boss's mansion? I was definitely no James Bond.Holding the tray awkwardly in one hand, I quickly secured the bobby pins back into my hair, each one hiding a tiny spy device. One step closer to planting the damn things, yet I had no clue where the hell Axel's room was. It was like searching for a needle in a haystack the size of Texas.Struggling to maintain my balance, I felt a pang of envy as I watched the other women in the room glide effortlessly in heels even taller than my own. The contrast between their grace and my own clumsy movements only added to the mounting pressure I felt.How do they do it?I wobbled slightly, stead
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Aria.With my tray finally empty, I set it down and mustered up the courage to sneak away from the bustling activity. I headed down one of the hallways, my heart pounding with every step. The server's uniform turned out to be a blessing in disguise. No one batted an eye as I passed more bodyguards standing sentinel outside various doors.As I went, I made up ridiculous scenarios in my head for what could be hidden behind each one. It was a stupid game, but right then, I needed something to distract me from completely freaking out.By door number five, I was getting good at it. "Oh, that must be the room where Axel keeps his collection of exotic stuffed animals," I muttered under my breath, stifling a nervous giggle as I strode past yet another imposing door.I'd been discreetly exploring the hallways and peeking into rooms for what felt like hours, but so far, I'd been unable to determine which rooms belonged to Axel. Time was running out, and my frustration grew with each passing mom
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Axel. What really caught my attention was the way she moved. Clumsy, uncoordinated, like a fawn taking her first steps. And yet, there was a certain grace to her movements, a raw sensuality that couldn't be denied. She was wearing a tight black dress that hugged every curve of her body, accentuating her generous assets and slender waist. Her long, dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail that swung between her shoulder blades in a cascading fall.I watched her as she made her way around the room, her tray of drinks shaking in her hands. She didn't seem to have much skill as a waitress, but there was something about her that I couldn't take my eyes off. Maybe it was the way she was trying so hard to do her job, even though she was clearly nervous. When she disappeared from sight for several minutes, I scanned the room, trying to pick her out of the crowd. I didn't catch sight of her again until she was practically on top of me."Hey there," she said, her voice soft and sultry. My coc
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Aria.As I stood there, battling to keep my composure, I grappled with the devastating realization that had slammed into me mere minutes ago. This man wasn't just any Axel. He was Axel Yakov, the infamous Bratva boss I'd been assigned to bug. The very same Axel Yakov who wouldn't think twice about ending my life if he uncovered my mission. My heart hammered wildly against my ribcage, threatening to burst as fear and adrenaline coursed through my veins.Pull yourself together, Aria!I couldn't let him see my terror. But how could I not be petrified? This man was a walking threat, and I was caught in a high-stakes, perilous game."Aria," Axel's voice rumbled like distant thunder, the deep timbre making my core clench with need. People around us stared, but he seemed oblivious, his fingers gripping my chin while his other hand encircled my throat. I struggled to maintain my composure, unwilling to show him my rising panic.The moment he spoke my name, I found myself sucking in a breath.
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Aria.A door swung open onto a world drowned in black.I stepped in."Hello?" I called out.Darkness drenched the room, thick and cloying like tar. There was a smell – metallic, potent, the unmistakable stench of blood. A pair of bodies dangled in the heart of the pitch black, like grotesque puppets in a morbid show. They swayed lightly as though rocked by an undetectable, chilling breeze.I was drawn to them, step after quivering step. My legs were jelly under me, shaking like the aftershocks of an earthquake. Every instinct screamed at me to stop. Turn around. Get the hell out of that butcher's nightmare.Damn it, my body wouldn't listen. It was as though it had been hijacked, steered by a puppeteer with a twisted sense of humor. I was trapped in my own skin, a captive audience to the horror unfolding before me.I stumbled closer, my heart pounding a brutal rhythm against my ribs. Each beat sounded in my ears like a death knell, drowning out the desperate pleas echoing in my mind.S
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Axel."Roman's on his way to Vegas." I snapped my phone shut and tucked it into my pocket. Grisha had managed to drop Roman at the airport, our private jet waiting for him.I slipped into my leather jacket, feeling the familiar weight settle on my shoulders.Thank goodness for Viktor. Our pilot was a seasoned vet in the game and the real MVP tonight. Old man never slept, always ready to fly whenever we needed him. I owed him a bottle of the finest Russian vodka when I saw him next."He's scheduled a 'friendly chat' with The Serpents by first light tomorrow."Nikolai grunted in acknowledgment, a staccato beat played out on the table with his fingers. I heaved myself out of my chair, with Nikolai mirroring my actions like we were part of some synchronized routine. Outside, midnight had cast a cloak over the city, the remaining night lights putting up a vain fight against the impending darkness. We piled into my Jag, the hum of its engine slicing through the silence, echoing the undercur
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Axel."Boss, Grisha," came the deep voice from outside."Da. Come in," I responded, my words cutting through Nikolai's aborted sentence.With a grating creak, the door swung open, and there stood Grisha, our resident mountain of a bodyguard, his icy gaze scanning the room.He was balancing an ornate tray – an odd elegance to his otherwise brutish facade – holding glasses and a dusty bottle of whisky. The bottle was old, its label barely readable. My father's choice – a relic from his reign, just like this shithole.The amber liquid gleamed in the dim light as Grisha poured, its scent permeating the room – a nostalgic remembrance of countless previous councils. It was a reminder of the legacy we carried, the battles fought, and the battles to come."Na zdorovie," Nikolai said, raising his glass. It was a simple toast, yet it held the weight of our collective determination. He downed his drink in one smooth gulp, the grimace on his face belying the burn.A vicious growl built in my ches
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