BRINKS
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In the shadows of betrayal and loss, Diana McCoy rises from the ashes of a forbidden love that once saved her—and ultimately shattered her. Eric McCoy was her sanctuary, her darkest sin, until a bullet stole him away, leaving her with everything he has. Then, Wade McCoy, her lover's son kidnapped thesame day of his funeral. She makes a burning vow: to reclaim him from the people who took him.
But vengeance is a treacherous path, and it leads straight to Rafael Goldman—a ruthless enigma who sees the fractured ruin in her soul and offers a devil's bargain drenched in desire. As their worlds collide in a storm of obsession and power, Diana surrenders to a passion that blurs the line between punishment and salvation.
Can she wield her revenge without losing herself to the man who might be her greatest enemy... or her ultimate undoing?
“Sometimes the devil doesn’t come to destroy you—he comes to finish what love couldn’t.”
[Continue if you dare. From here you're on your own...]
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He fucked me like atonement, like penance, like the only god he believed in lived between my thighs.
He groaned against my throat and it sent shivers down my spine. I saw his pupils in mine, holding the gaze steady. He cupped my cheek and gave me an aggressive kiss before I broke it, forcing his head to my neck. He kissed my throat, teeth scraping the pulse that was trying to kill me.
I laughed softly, ragged and vicious, bit his lip until I tasted blood.
That particular finger staggered back to my cunt again and forced its way into my v*gin* while his d*ck was still inside, grinding me. Suddenly his left hand came over my mouth, cupping it firm, blocking my screams....
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Chapter: | Chapter Forty–Seven |On reaching the elevator doors he put a call across to Rafael, who picked up immediately. “I have it”On the other end, Rafael smiled. He was seating on the peddlestool at his livingroom bar. “Good.” he said, a wine glass in his hand. The rarest scenes apart from when he was in an official gathering— Rafael was drinking mere wine.“She was quite hesitant. She even made me sign a court agreement”“On what course?” Rafael sipped his drink“I'll explain in person, Sir” Maxwell stepped out of the elevator in the ground floor. His eyes met Tori, and she waved as he nodded, walking to the revolving door. He entered and soon he was outside proceeding to where he parked his 2017 Audi SR.Rafael coughed before taking another sip, “Hurry up and contact Meenah”“Sure, Sir. I though
Last Updated: 2026-04-25
Chapter: | Chapter Forty–Six |Writer's POV:“Time to take your dose...” he turned and met his head down, “Wade?” he called as if he was about to give him a candy.Wade Alexandrino McCoy raised up his head, eyes sore, looking right up at him. His head was aching going through one of his migraines, his sight was blurry. He's only known to exist, sleep wake up and get injected. His legs doesn't known to run anymore, neither does his hands know to clap. He had grown weak and sickly. Rafael started to walk closer, every inch should make him shiver, but why should he when he doesn't even recall fear.He stopped infront of him, “Are you okay?” He kept silence, staring deep into Rafael's eyes, “Are you okay?” he asked again with the softest smile Rafael Goldman could give.He nodded slightly and give him his arm himself. Rafael grinned before taking it and sank the needle of the syringe into his vein as he stared brows furrowing from a familiar pain, “Good boy”.Rafael stood up and walked back to the med cart and recapp
Last Updated: 2026-04-25
Chapter: | Chapter Forty–Five |Diana's POV:Nothing was making sense anymore.I had an empty thought of sleeping on my fucking bed naked while I await the spirit of a dead man to come embrace me in the dark.Nothing was making sense.I felt like just relaxing my head...I couldn't stop thinking of the voice calling my name every night. Finally back to the one place that I felt warm in.I couldn't actually narrow down what came over me earlier. The worst part was how much I still didn't give a fuck. I was shocked at myself for feeling empty. I felt nothing at all, my heart felt voided.To think I even got a death gift from him, his ring—a golden minimalistic ring which he might have loved deeply just like Rafael loved that particular watch which never left his hand... A souvenir.Zee helped me seat put on the sofa before she left to drive into the city and get food. I didn't even realize I was alone immediately. I had stood and walked around, tears rumbling like thunder in my eyes.I felt his presence, only though
Last Updated: 2026-03-07
Chapter: | Chapter Forty–Four |Writer's POV:Watching him like that and remembering the protest and everything made me wonder why people even bother. Winston doesn’t deserve it.Her plan, initially, was for him to help her reach Rafael… But then she learned about what he did…“You bring me troubles, my dearest. This wouldn’t be happening if your family kept quiet and let the stupid incompetent police do their nothing… Or if you kept your penis to yourself—?” She laughed out loud.He was wailing so loud like a child. Diana laughed even more. “Or maybe you were to be of more help to me…” she paused, letting him savor the hurt he inflicted on himself. “Would you?” she asked.He cried out, “Yes!”“Pleasant,” she said softly. “Felix.”Felix drew backwards. His face covered in sweat. His hand did hurt as he swayed the bat with more excitement than duty.Winston was groaning in pain. The scars didn’t just bear blood—they bore punishment. “Under one condition…” he mouthed.“Huh?” She got stunned, one brow lifted up. “I
Last Updated: 2026-03-01
Chapter: | Chapter Forty–Three |Diana’s POV:“Least I forget… Did you find out anything about Greenwood Julius?” I asked, still feeling the pressure in his words about this Aster person.“Julius Greenwood?”“Yeah!” Zee returned rudely—till today I still don’t know what’s up with the both of them. “It’s kinda urgent...?”Felix scoffed. “You asked me that like… this morning,” he answered. “And not really… But I have someone on it, Di. Also Zee?”He turned to look at her and bit his lips, then back at the road. We were still traveling in the woods. “I thought you weren’t talking to me?”“Tch!” she snorted, her focus out the window while whispering silent curses at him.“I didn’t tell you you look so damn pretty when you mad,” he teased.I yawned. Maybe even cringed.The car took a left turn and ahead stood an old rusty cottage. “Welcome to my tiny crib for sickos…” Felix said slowly as the cars came to a full halt in front of the cottage. Big trees surrounding the building. Birds chirping in the distance. It was silent
Last Updated: 2026-03-01
Chapter: | Chapter Forty–Two |Diana’s POV:The ache I felt was uncontainable. Those words had weight and it was very heavy. It’s not that it surprised me that they were allies—no. Neither was it because they were the ones that murdered my husband.What’s frightening was the intensity of anger I felt… towards Jacob. Yet weakness filled my bones. Jacob was always in the story. He has always been the enemy and I know he knows that I’m aware of that fact and that I'd find him one day.“But they didn’t do it themselves… Obviously,” Felix continued. “Aster~ Aster Conrad… hired by the Marcus for Eric’s assassination.”---Meanwhile…---Writer’s POV:“Aster?” Rafael walked from his bed to the one-seater sofa in the corner of the big living room that night on the phone with a man—a known unknown… An explosive bomb whose detonator was in the hand of the Goldmans—Jace... Or should I say Conrad... Aster Conrad?. Too close to the target and no one knew. “Hello…?”Jace was in the workers’ kitchen, at the sink. He was alone. Wa
Last Updated: 2026-02-27
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