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Callum POVI’ve been staring at the screens for what feels like hours, my eyes burning as I comb through footage, trying to piece together who killed Lucy. Every second that ticks by feels heavier, like a noose tightening around my neck. I’ve spoken to Dante, exchanged theories, but nothing feels solid. Now, I’m standing outside the office, waiting for a storm I know is about to hit.Sasha stormed in earlier, demanding to speak with Dante alone, and the way she looked at me as she passed? It was like a dagger aimed straight for my chest. I know her well enough to sense what’s coming. She’s telling him everything—or worse, twisting it to make me look like the villain. The shouting coming from inside isn’t reassuring.But the shouting isn’t about me. It’s about Luna.I can hear Dante’s voice, sharp and full of frustration, and I can’t help but wonder how the hell things got this far. Here I a

Callum’s POVThe weight of the night settles heavily on my shoulders as I sit at my desk, forcing myself to focus on the work before me. The room is dimly lit, the glow from my screen casting shadows that flicker with every movement. I’m grateful for the small victories, like Lilly and Luna finding comfort in each other. That connection will help Lilly feel happier here.The door creaks open, breaking the heavy silence. Dante strides in, his expression hard, his steps purposeful. He’s searching for Luna. “Rich escorted her upstairs,” I inform him. “She’s getting ready for Ladies’ Night.”Dante gives a curt nod, setting a stack of papers down on the desk between us. “Good. We need to talk plans.”I glance down at the papers, recognizing the familiar, dreaded name: Brian. A shiver of unease ripples through me. Brian’s location, Ashley’s name—it’s all here. The pieces of this twisted puzzle are finally starting to come together.“What do you think?” I ask?I hand the papers back to him,

Callum POVBy the time we find Luna, the scene is devastating. Her body is marked with bruises, her clothes torn off and in tatters on the floor. Her disheveled state tells a story of violence and desperation that makes my blood run cold. Dante stands over her, his rage barely restrained, the darkness in his eyes promising retribution. Without a word, he grabs her by the arm, his grip firm but not cruel, and shoves her toward me.“Take her out,” he growls, his voice a menacing edge that cuts through the tension like a knife. “And don’t fucking look at her body.”I catch her as she stumbles, my arms steadying her before she falls. The weight of his words hangs in the air, and I nod, my throat tight with unspoken anger and guilt. I lift Luna into my arms, cradling her battered form against me, and carry her toward the car one of our men had waiting nearby. Every step feels heavier as the reality of what she’s endured sinks in.Once outside, the cold night air hits us like a slap, and I

Callum POVRemoving my fingers from her spasming hole, I bring them to her lips. “Suck,” I command harshly. “Taste yourself on me. Show me how badly you want to please me.”Lilly parts her lips and takes my digits into her hot little mouth. Moaning around them, she laves her tongue over my skin, lapping up her own arousal.The erotic sight makes my painfully hard cock throb with need. I grind against the supple curves of her ass, letting her feel how much I want her.“Such an eager whore for me,” I groan. Yanking my hand from her mouth, I quickly replace my fingers with my shaft, rubbing the swollen head through her drenched folds. “Is this what you need, baby? You need my fat cock splitting you open?”“Yes!” Lilly nearly screams. “Fuck me, ruin me, wreck me. I’m yours, all yours!”I grip her hips bruisingly and notch the swollen head of my erection at her entrance. With one brutal snap of my hips, I bury myself to the hilt in her tight, scorching heat.Lilly screams in ecstasy, her

Callum POVI sit on the edge of the bed, watching Lilly as she lies curled up, her breath soft and even as she sleeps. My hand moves instinctively, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. She stirs slightly, leaning into my touch, and a small smile plays on her lips even in sleep. I should lie down with her, should let my own exhaustion pull me under, but my mind refuses to quiet.Dante. Luna. Brian. Sasha.It all churns in my head like a storm. Every piece of this chaotic puzzle feels too fragile, too sharp-edged, and I can’t shake the feeling that something’s about to snap.I glance at the clock. The hours are ticking by, the night pressing on, but my instincts won’t let me rest. Carefully, I stand, slipping away from Lilly’s side. Her absence in my arms feels like a loss, but there’s too much to do, too many threats looming.I pull on a shirt and head out, the soft click of the door behind me barely audible. Moving down through the quiet