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Sammi’s POVI come to feeling dazed and numb. My head is pounding, each throb sending waves of pain through my skull, and I groan involuntarily. There’s a fog settling over my thoughts, but I try to piece together what happened. Slowly, I become aware of my surroundings—the cold, hard surface beneath me. My hands are tied behind my back, the rough scrape of the rope biting into my skin.Am I still on the floor of the kitchen?No. This surface feels too gritty, like concrete, not tile. I force myself to breathe deeply, trying to stay calm, though the ache in my head makes it hard to focus. Something is terribly wrong. My mind scrambles through fragments of memory. I was tricked. It wasn’t Grayson’s father. The man lied. Whoever he was, he knew exactly what to say to get inside.I groggily blink my eyes open. The ground beneath me is uneven, littered with dirt and debris. I’m definitely not inside anymore, or if I am, there’s no roof. As my senses return, I feel the sting of grazes on m
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Grayson POVI burst into the house, heart pounding, shouting Sammi’s name as I tear through every room, my panic rising with every second of silence. “Sammi!” My voice echoes through the empty space. Nothing.I reach the dining room, and that’s when I see it—a glass sitting on the table, barely touched. I freeze, staring at it, my heart racing in my chest.“Is she here?” Zade’s voice comes from behind me, but my focus is locked on the glass. I lift it, bringing it to my lips. A familiar taste hits me instantly.“He was here,” I whisper, my voice trembling with barely contained rage. The only person who drinks that is him. My father. The fact that the glass is there, untouched, feels like a deliberate taunt, like he’s mocking me. My hands shake as I put it down.Zade walks past me and into the kitchen, scanning the room. I see him bend down and pick up a shard of a broken cup. “What’s this?” Joel asks, walking in from the other room, holding up a small box.I take it from him, my stoma
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Grayson’s POVI can hardly believe that my own family did this to her. The thought makes my blood boil. As I look over Sammi’s fragile form, I see the angry scrapes and cuts covering her body. Her skin is marred with bruises, and there’s a deep gash on her head that will likely need stitches. It’s hard to see her like this, knowing the pain she’s in, both physically and emotionally.“You killed him,” she whispers softly, her voice almost lost in the silence. I meet her gaze and nod, my expression hardening.“I would kill anyone for you, Angel,” I say with a fierceness that surprises even me. “You should know that by now.” My eyes shift to Zade, narrowing as I stare him down. He blanches under my gaze, his face going pale. He’s not immune to what I’m capable of either. If he ever tries to keep us apart, I wouldn’t hesitate to do the same to him. Even if it means she hates me for it, I’d still find a way to be with her.“He gets it, Gray, stop glaring at him,” Joel interjects with a chu
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Grayson’s POV“In my defense...” I trail off, running a hand through my hair, trying to collect my thoughts. Sammi had completely made me forget about where we were and who else was in the house. Zade stands there, just staring at me. His expression is a mix of shock and disgust, his eyes wide, as if he’s struggling to believe what he just witnessed.My mouth opens again, but no words come out. What can I say? I didn’t expect anyone to come in. It’s late. Everyone was supposed to be asleep.“Fuck, I feel sick,” Zade mutters, stumbling to grab a glass from the counter. He fills it with whiskey and downs it in one go, like he’s trying to wash away the image burned into his brain.I can’t help it. A chuckle escapes me. “It’s not that bad.”Zade glares at me, his eyes narrowing. “Oh, is it not? Let me go get your sister so you can see how it feels.” His voice is laced with mockery, and I can’t help but cringe at the thought. Yeah, okay, he has a point.“Okay, I get it. I apologize. I wasn
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Grayson POVZade glances at me.“Izzy wants to work at the spa. We’ve got two trainee positions, and I said I’d talk to you about it. She’s your sister, so it’s up to you.”I hesitate. “I’m not sure.” The thought of them working together makes me uneasy. Zade’s there every day for now, overseeing the business. The idea of them spending so much time together... I’m not comfortable with it.He laughs, catching on to my hesitation. “What’s the problem?”I groan, knowing how ridiculous I sound. “Because look at me and Sammi. Spending time together leads to getting closer. First, it’s just work, then it’s lunch breaks together, then it’s after-work parties, then next thing I know, she’s in your bed.”Zade bursts out laughing, a deep, amused chuckle that has me groaning in frustration.“Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m a hypocrite.” I mutter, rubbing my temples. The thought of Zade and Izzy growing close unnerves me more than I’d like to admit. Images float into my mind that I don't want to see. I f
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