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Interrogation

The elevator door opened, and my nostrils instantly filled with a sharp smell of bleach. I could only guess that some stains were harder to clean than others, and the recent events forced the cleaning crew to use more drastic methods to keep this place spotless.I walked down the long corridor, passing three doors before stopping in front of the last one. I entered, and my eyes instantly landed on the blond-haired man gagged and tied to a chair. He must have been in his late twenties, well-built, and good-looking like most of our bartenders. He was left with nothing but boxer briefs on his ass. His blue eyes widened as he looked at me, and a moan slipped through the gag. Dumb fucker. Did he think I would show him mercy after what he had done?Rowan stood in the corner of the room, leaning against the wall with arms folded across his chest. His eyes found mine. “What took you so long? The guy will die from a heart attack before we even begin.”A grim smirk twisted my lips. “You think h
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Talk Over Dinner

CATHERINEThe little bell above my workshop door rang as Ferro entered my small gallery. Of course, the place was still closed and mostly covered with white sheets, just in case my paints spilled all over the walls and floor. It had actually happened once before, and after painting all the walls white again, I did NOT want to repeat that any time soon.The gallery part fluidly turned into my workshop. I was still trying to figure out how to separate the two, but I knew every idea I might come up with would surely require a budget—money I didn't have. It certainly was a good reason for me to sit and paint. I needed new works I could sell. Of course, the little devil inside my head whispered that I would soon become a billionaire's wife, but I also kept telling myself that this title had no true value, and I sure as hell would never ask for Hunter's money. He had paid for my mom's treatment. I already owed him more than I could earn selling most of my current paintings.I watched as my
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First Ally

“Good evening.” A short, curvy maid smiled as I entered the main hall of Hunter's mansion. “I'm Gianna, and I was assigned as Ms. Duncan's personal maid. I apologize I didn't introduce myself sooner…”My brows rose, and I slowly looked at the grinning lady in front of me. She had curly brown hair, brown eyes, and a golden complexion. Her smile was contagious, and I quickly decided this was a good thing. With people like Marcello working in this mansion, I might need someone to defuse my annoyance. Gianna might become perfect for the job.I grinned back at her. “Nice to meet you, Gianna. And you don't need to apologize. I was out all day anyway.”“Should I prepare you a bath? It's quite late; maybe you'd like scented candles to help you sleep,” she mused, chewing on her bottom lip. “Oh! I can get you some herbal tea. Would you like that?”I couldn't help but chuckle. “A tea sounds lovely. As for the bath, I can do it myself,” I told her, slowly heading to the south corridor.She follow
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A Painting For Sale

A week had passed since I'd moved into Hunter's mansion, and I wanted to thank every higher power for Gianna as my ally. Due to some new evidence in Connor's death case, Hunter and Rowan had left New York. With them gone, Gianna and sometimes Ferro had become the only people I could talk to…I promised myself I would adapt to my new environment, but my surroundings turned out to be less than a little unwelcoming. Most of the servants working in the mansion avoided me like the plague, and if it weren't for Gianna, I was almost certain no one would bother to deliver food or fresh sheets to my room.“It's because Mr. Thorne had yet to officially announce your status as his fiancée,” Gianna explained, giving me a wry smile. “I know it's unfair, but most of the people working here used to serve the old Don Cartelli. At least half of them don't like Mr. Thorne as the new head, and with you not having an ounce of Italian blood…”“I know.” I sighed but then grinned. “The more I'm grateful you
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Damsel in Distress

Air escaped my lungs as if someone made tiny holes in them. Dante Cartelli, Hunter's cousin, stood before me with his hand outstretched.“Holy shit,” Fifi breathed out, a little too audible for Dante not to hear it.A soft chuckle escaped him as he turned his golden eyes to my friend. “And you must be Fifi Melott. Heard a lot about you,” he purred before shifting his gaze back to me.I cleared my throat and glanced at his hand before giving it a brief shake. “Pleasure to meet you too, Mr. Cartelli.”“I'd prefer you call me Dante. We'll be family soon, after all.” His smile widened, but its warmth seemed to disappear. “I hope you forgive me. I'd rather invite you out for lunch or dinner, but I doubted my cousin would allow that to happen. I had to use this… little ruse to see you in person.”I studied him. His trained expression, his lifted chin, his stance—every inch of him had been crafted to dominate his opponents. I swallowed and stepped back. “I assume you're not interested in any
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Lunch

My restlessness grew by the second. Just when I thought I had my nerves under control, Hunter led me to his black Aston Martin. Seeing him behind the wheel did strange things to me. I kept staring at his confident grip on the wheel and the way he swiftly maneuvered the car through the traffic. Certainly, he caught me staring. The last thing I wanted was to boost his overgrown ego, but I failed miserably at this task…“This is the place.” Hunter motioned his chin at the large, glass doors, the entrance of his new restaurant.He quickly pulled over and helped me out of the car. I thought he would release my hand right after that, but he kept holding it, intertwining our fingers as we walked inside. All the employees bowed as we passed them by, as if Hunter and I were some damn royalty deserving their utmost respect. I felt awkward each time I saw it happen. Hunter, however, was clearly used to this kind of treatment.We passed the long hall with wall-to-ceiling windows on each side. The
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Another Step Closer

HUNTERI had debated whether I should tell Catherine the truth and figured I wouldn't hide it, but only if she asked. She did. Now her face turned slightly pale as she processed my words and what they meant.“So… you know that your uncle killed your parents, and yet he is still alive and free,” she mused, fisting her hand. “And there's nothing you can do about it?”My lips stretched into a tense smile. “In my world, there are those you can eliminate and no one will ever ask you why, and those whose deaths will not go without consequences. The family heads might hate each other's guts, but there's an inner law we all need to stick to. I cannot touch my uncle without proof of his guilt accepted by at least five other heads.”Catherine nodded, analyzing... thinking. “If you don't have proof, how can you be sure it was your uncle?”I blew out a breath. “Everyone knew that he hated my father, and he was against his sister marrying him. Their conflict kept evolving as the years went by. He
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An Unexpected Choice

CATHERINE“So someone contacted you and bought all your recent works?” Fifi looked at me as if I had just told her that Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny were real.We were in my workshop, waiting for Ace to arrive with my dress. Of course, I filled that time telling her about every little thing that had happened after the whole Dante the Art Buyer disaster.“Yes. He wanted all my paintings and offered a price I could never even dream of.” A nervous laugh bubbled in my throat. I still couldn't believe it had truly happened. When I got a call two days ago, I was willing to bet this was another trick.Fifi inched closer, frowning. “And you're sure it's not Dante or any of his goons this time?”I shook my head. “It's not him. This was some anonymous buyer, but I precautiously called Rowan. He checked the case and told me I had nothing to worry about. I signed all documents, and Rowan and Ferro will help me with the shipment. The buyer already transferred half of the money to my account.”
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Fight or Surrender

I was sitting by my mom's bed, squeezing her hand. My chest tightened, turning every breath into a struggle. I kept my eyes locked on my mom's sleeping face as Doctor Sinclair's words swirled in my head.“We gave Mrs. Lewis the dose that is safest in her current condition. Of course, sometimes the body's reaction takes time, but we waited more than a week, and your mother's body doesn't respond,” he had said. “We can increase the dosage, but it carries a lot of risk. The drug can stimulate the brain, but the side effects might be lethal. Unfortunately, this is our only option. We can either stop the treatment or risk continuing with a high drug dose.”How was I supposed to make such a decision? I could sign the consent and risk watching my mom die, or I could give up and leave her in her sleep waiting for her body to naturally fade away. Doctor Sinclair had said it before: her chances of waking up from her coma without treatment were none. I heard a lot of stories about patients wakin
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Jeopardy

HUNTERLeaving New York again was against everything I had planned those weeks ago. Chasing after a snake-tattooed guy had taken away the time I needed to prepare Catherine for what was about to happen. I knew she could talk back if she had to, but that wouldn't be enough to face those who had been schooled on how to become first-class assholes all their lives.I might have played it all wrong. Certainly, I needed her unconditional trust and devotion, but those treats would be useless if she got herself killed. A part of me hoped that the wedding would somehow go smoothly, but nothing in my life ever had. It was wiser to prepare for the worst.As most of my men had been working to secure the estate, Rowan and I had gone to find the fucker responsible for killing the kid. Rowan had received another hint, and we went to Pittsburgh to check if it could lead us anywhere. It hadn't led us anywhere, though. It was another dead end. We couldn't afford not to check that lead, but this call ha
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