His To Take
She’s the one woman who said no.
Now he’ll do anything to make her his even if it means breaking every rule he built his empire on.
Ava Sinclair doesn’t bow.
Not to billionaires, not to power, and definitely not to Luca Hart the cold, calculating tech mogul who thinks everything has a price. When he tries to buy her company and erase her legacy, she slams the door in his face.
She doesn’t expect him to come back.
She definitely doesn’t expect him to come for her.
Forced into a temporary partnership to contain a public scandal, Ava and Luca collide behind closed doors sharp tongues, sharp tempers, and sharper attraction.
He’s grumpy, ruthless, and infuriatingly hot.
She’s stubborn, brilliant, and determined to hate him.
But every fight pulls them closer.
Every look burns hotter.
And when the anger cracks, the need between them is vicious,raw, consuming, inevitable.
Then the threats start.
The shadows close in.
Someone wants Ava silenced.
Someone who knows she’s not just a woman with a sharp mind and a guarded heart
She’s the living vault for secrets that were never supposed to surface.
As her hidden past unravels, Ava realizes the most dangerous thing isn’t losing her company.
It’s losing herself.
And Luca?
He’s no longer fighting for a deal.
He’s fighting for the only thing he’s never been able to buy, break, or control: Her.
In a world built on lies, they’re each other’s only truth.
And the deeper they fall, the more everything around them burns.
Basahin
Chapter: Chapter Fourty: The Prototype and The ProphetSubject 12 didn’t blink.Not when the alarms began to flare across the Geneva compound.Not when Gabriel’s face twisted first with uncertainty, then with rage.Not when 03 reached for her weapon and Ava, slowly, lowered it.Because violence wasn’t the answer anymore.Not in this room.Not this time.This was about choice.And for the first time since stepping out of the cryochamber, Subject 12 wasn’t waiting to be told who to be.She was deciding.Gabriel tried to recover.He stepped toward her slowly, the edge of his voice smoothed out again like a politician rehearsing empathy.“Listen to me,” he said. “I know you’re confused. That’s natural. Your schema is colliding with memory fragmentsechoes from prior source material. That doesn’t mean you’re wrong. It just means you’re in transition.”Subject 12 turned to face him.Her voice was steady.“Stop talking to me like I’m code.”A pause.Small. Heavy.She continued:“I’m not a system waiting to be debugged.”Her eyes flicked to the re
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty Nine: Sister LogicThe room was colder than it should’ve been.Not from temperature.From control.VX’s executive chamber was a minimalist vault, sterile and soundproof, meant for deals behind closed doors and threats delivered without witnesses.But tonight?It would become a grave for the version of the world Gabriel Hart tried to preserve.And the girls he thought he’d buried were already walking in.The door slid open without a sound.Ava entered first.03 next.Rowen behind them, silent but burning.Across the room, Hart stood in front of Gabrielunarmed, unflinching.A standoff.But not between equals.Between creation and creator.And for the first time, the creator looked small.Gabriel turned slowly.His expression was calm, but his eyes were already calculating.“Ah,” he said, “the original trio. How poetic.”No one responded.Because words were a weapon he didn’t get to use first anymore.Ava stepped forward.“You knew this would happen.”Gabriel nodded.“I accounted for it, yes. Survival data
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-Eight: Break The LockThe vault wasn’t supposed to open.Not to her.Not to anyone.Gabriel had buried these files for a reason. Deep beyond normal firewalls, sealed behind biometric checks and kill-trigger encryption.But the girl who walked into the dark archive now wasn’t the same girl they’d calibrated for compliance.She wasn’t Continuum.She wasn’t a subject.She wasn’t a product.She was a question with blood in her mouth.Rows of data towers blinked to life as she stepped through the threshold.Screens hummed.Footage whispered open in flashesshort, shaky clips playing on loop.A girl screaming in a lab.A child reaching for a hand that didn’t reach back.Ava, unconscious on a table, blood in her hair.The silence wasn’t quiet.It was curated.This was where memory had come to be erased.And now?It was all coming back.She approached the central console.Her file pulsed on the main screen.SUBJECT_09 // “CONTINUUM”STATUS: ACTIVECONDITION: COMPROMISEDRECOMMENDED ACTION: RE-ARCHIVEShe tapped t
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Chapter: Chapter: Thirty Seven: Fail-SafeThe moment Continuum said Ava’s name out loud, the room changed.Not physically.Just the way air changes when power shifts.The way you feel heat before you see flame.Inside Geneva’s black chamber, every sensor on the walls flickered. Pulse rate. Neural rhythm. Voice modulation.All jumped.Just high enough to trigger VX Protocol 7.3.Fail-Safe Initiated.It started slow.The chair she sat on stiffened.The lights dimmed.The floor beneath her hummed like it had a heartbeat.She tried to move her hands, but the biometric cuffs were already sliding into place, hidden in the arms of the chair, locking her in with a sound so soft it could’ve been a whisper.A screen descended from the ceiling.VX branding.Neutral blue backdrop.A single login field.And the words:“Please remain still. Emotional recalibration is underway.”But she wasn’t panicking.She was remembering.Not flashes.Not dreams.Fragments.A white room.A cracked voice.A hand that trembled when it reached for hers.Sh
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty Six: Find the CopyThe Geneva summit center smelled like expensive air.Filtered. Ionized. Clean to the point of fiction.It wasn’t a conference. It was a cathedral.White stone walls. Seamless chrome fixtures. Curated artwork lined the hallsabstract digital installations meant to evoke “emotion without narrative.”Ava had seen it before.Not this place.But this type of place.Every surface is a lie.Every corner is soft enough to make you forget that compliance was the cost of entry.They walked in under clean identities.Ava was listed as Dr. Elise Ronan, an independent researcher in neural ethics.Rowen came as her assistant, “Tess Monroe.”03? She was security. Cold, polished, unreadable.No one questioned them.Because no one expects the ghosts of their worst mistakes to come back smiling at the front desk.Inside, everything was smooth.Too smooth.Screens displayed looping welcome reels.Smiling speakers. Testimonials. ContinuumSubject 09smiling gently, laughing at a moderator’s joke, walking ha
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty Five: Resurrection Protocol The screen came alive with static, then settled into sharp clarity.A white stage. Minimalist lighting. Velvet chairs. Neutral backdrops.And her.Subject 09.VX called her Continuum now.But Ava knew better.She didn’t walk onto the stage.She arrived.Like an answer.Like prophecy.Perfect posture, eyes soft and clear, hands folded loosely in her lap. Every movement was fluid. Controlled. Studied. Like someone had edited her in real time for maximum emotional comfort.And the audience?They leaned forward like children waiting for the truth to be fed to them with sugar.Rowen stood behind the monitor wall, arms locked around herself.She couldn’t stop staring.“She looks like you,” she said, barely above a whisper.Ava didn’t move. “No.”But her voice betrayed her.Because Continuum didn’t just resemble Ava.She was a mirror someone had spent years polishing.The interviewer began.The questions were gentle. The pace was slow. Nothing confrontational.“Can you tell us what it was l
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