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The First Strike
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2025-10-25 04:51:48The morning was too queit.
Too still. Jessica could feel it the kind of silence that came before chaos. The air in the warehouse was heavy with tension as the trio double-checked their gear. Romeo's jaw was set, his knuckles pale around the weapon in his hand. Michael was by the cracked window, his eyes scanning the streets below for any sign of movement. "Once we move", Jessica said softly, breaking the silence, "there's no turning back".Romeo looked at her, his voice low but steady. "There never was".They found the Syndicate's next shipment the key to crippling their operation. If they took it, they'd send a message stronger than any words could. But if they failed... it wouldn't just be their lives at stake.Jessica pulled her hood over her head, masking the tremor in her hands. "Then let's finish what they started".The streets oustide were gray and empty. Rain had begun to fall again, soft but cold, washing a
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365 Days With My Fake Husband The First Strike
The morning was too queit. Too still. Jessica could feel it the kind of silence that came before chaos. The air in the warehouse was heavy with tension as the trio double-checked their gear. Romeo's jaw was set, his knuckles pale around the weapon in his hand. Michael was by the cracked window, his eyes scanning the streets below for any sign of movement. "Once we move", Jessica said softly, breaking the silence, "there's no turning back".Romeo looked at her, his voice low but steady. "There never was".They found the Syndicate's next shipment the key to crippling their operation. If they took it, they'd send a message stronger than any words could. But if they failed... it wouldn't just be their lives at stake.Jessica pulled her hood over her head, masking the tremor in her hands. "Then let's finish what they started".The streets oustide were gray and empty. Rain had begun to fall again, soft but cold, washing a
365 Days With My Fake Husband Shadows in Motion
Night came queitly. Too queitly. The kind of silence that presses on your chest before the storm breaks. Jessica stood by the the cracked window of the abandoned subway control room, watching the faint glow of the city lights bleeding into the horizon. Every sound seemed amplified the ticking of Romeo's watch, the soft hum of Michael's laptop, her own uneven breathing. They were ready. As ready as anyone could be when walking straight into the lion's den."Window opens in fifteen", Michael said without looking up, eyes fixed on the terminal screen. The glow painted his face in shades of pale blue and exhaustion. "Security rotation confirmed. The tech sent final clearance codes. Once we're in, we'll have nine minutes before their systems flag the anomaly".Romeo adjusted the strap of his rifle, the notion brisk, controlled. "Nine minutes is too short"."It's all we'll get", Michael said. "After that, the alarms cascade".Je
365 Days With My Fake Husband Dawn of the Counterstrike
The morning light that seeped through the grime-streaked windows of the subway control room felt fragile, like a promise. It was thin and pale, but it was light proof of the night had passed and the world still turned. Jessica watched it spill across the floor, hands wrapped around a mug of coffee she didn't remember making. Her muscles ached, her body still thrummed with the adrenaline of last night, but beneath all that there was something else: focus.Romeo moved with the same efficient calm he always wore like armor. He had scavenged maps, a laptop, and a battered radio from the metro booth. The coffee steamed in front of him untouched. Michael sat opposite, sleeves rolled, eyes hollow but calculating. All three had the same look tired, keyed, ready. "We don't have time to bleed", Romeo said, voice low. He tapped the map where the Syndicate's safe zones clustered docks, a medical research warehouse, a shell corporation building downtown. "We hit them where the
365 Days With My Fake Husband Broken Alliances
The night pressed in around them heavy, wet, and unrelenting. Rain dropped from the edges of the overpass where Jessica and Michael crouched, breaths ragged, hearts thundering. Sirens walled somewhere behind, swallowed by the city's chaos. The world had gone to war and she was standing in the middle of it. Michael reloaded his weapon in silence. Every movement was sharp, efficient, practiced. The kind of movements that belonged to someone who'd spent years surviving on lies and instinct. Jessica hated that part of her still trusted him enough to watch his back. Then she heard it footsteps splashing through puddles, closing in fast.She raised her gun, but before she could fire, a familiar voice shouted through the rain:"Jessica!"Her breast caught. Romeo.He emerged from the shadows, drenched, mud streaking his face. His eyes flicked between her and Michael, realization dawning like a wound reopening.
365 Days With My Fake Husband The Monster She knew
The tunnel swallowed Jessica whole. The echo of her footsteps ricocheted off the stone walls, a heartbeat of defiance in the cold dark. Each step took her further from Romeo, further from safety and closer to the truth she'd spent years running from. The truth named Michael. She had loved him once. Trusted him once.And when her brother died, she had sworn she'd never forgive the man responsible only to learn, too late, that the man she'd been falling for all over again was the same one holding the knife all along. The train station's air was damp, the scent of rust and oil clinging like ghosts, Somewhere above, thunder rolled or maybe that was the sound of collapsing loyalties. Jessica tightened her grip on the pistol she'd scavenged earlier, her pulse a steady drumbeat of fury and fear. A faint shuffle behind her made her stop cold. "Still running toward danger, I see", a voice drawled from the s
365 Days With My Fake Husband The Ashes and the Aftermath
The sound of gunfire faded into echoes, swallowed by the emptiness of the underground station. Smoke drifted in lazy curls through the flickering light, the afterMath of chaos hanging heavy in the air.Jessica's breathing came hard and fast, her back pressed against the cold stone wall. Beside her, Romeo reloaded his weapon with a trembling hand, his face streaked with dirt and blood. They had won the fight or at least survived it but the silence that followed didn't feel like victory. It felt like they eye of a storm. "They knew exactly where to find us", Romeo said hoarsely, his voice low, dangerous. "That means someone's feeding them information". Jessica's stomach twisted. "A leak? From inside?" "Or worse", he said, meeting her eyes. "Someone we already trust". Her mind raced. The attack hadn't been random she knew that now. Those masked figures had called her name. They hadn't come for Romeo. They hadn't
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