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Backed to the Wall: Martinez’s POV
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2026-06-11 20:30:54My vision blurred with a hot, murderous red as I stared at the phone screen. Seeing Rodah tied up, her soft skin smudged with dirt while a cold steel barrel pressed against her temple, nearly made me go completely berserk.
My chest heaved, a savage, primal roar ripping from my throat as I tightened my grip on my Glock, aiming it dead at Lawrence’s forehead."I will butcher every single person in this fucking building, Lawrence," I hissed, my teeth grinding so hard I could t
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Rodah’s POVThe heavy iron barrel of the SIG Sauer stayed level, aimed directly at the center of my father’s chest. The reflected light from his flashlight cast long, ugly shadows up the walls of the dark master bedroom. For a few seconds, Cole held his head high. He had that same slight, stubborn confidence he always wore when he thought he had won a big hand at the poker tables. He looked around the luxury of Martinez’s room, his chest swelling slightly under his damp wool coat. "Lower the iron, Rodah," Cole said, his voice carrying a smooth, patronizing drawl. "You're going to break your wrist if you try to fire that piece with a grip that loose," he repeated. I stared at him through the dark, my vision blurring with hot, angry tears. "Martinez said you were gone. He said you ran from the city because he paid you to. He gave you a hundred thousand dollars to stay away from me."I needed clarification. Cole let out a short, dry chuckle, stepping further into the master suite.
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Rodah’s POVThe echoes of Martinez’s heavy footsteps had long faded from the hallway, but the memory of his body against mine still burned in my skin. I lay completely still in the middle of the massive mahogany bed, the twisted black silk robe barely covering my shivering frame. My chest rose and fell in a slow, ragged rhythm as I stared up at the high decorative ceiling. Every muscle in my thighs ached from the brutal, territorial way he had fucked me before walking out into the rain with a loaded weapon.I turned my head slowly, my eyes tracking the harsh golden glow of the bedside lamps. Right next to the crystal water glass sat the heavy iron frame of the SIG Sauer. He had left it there like a token of his possessive protection. A reminder that in his world, safety didn't come from locks or laws—it came from lead.Outside the window, the steady hum of the estate's massive backup generators provided a low, vibrating baseline that made the floorboards tremble slightly. I knew there
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Martinez’s POVThe armored SUV bounced violently as I tore over the rusted tracks of the old rail yard. Behind me, three transport trucks carrying thirty of my best shooters followed in a tight line, their headlights cut to avoid detection. The rain had slowed to a steady, freezing mist that hung low over the gravel yards."The main warehouse is straight ahead," Gustavo said, checking the tactical tablet in his lap. "According to Henderson's map, that’s where Kilian is storing the distribution trucks he stole from our northern border route."I didn't say a word. I gripped the steering wheel, my mind still locked on the image of Rodah lying in my bed, her skin flushed from my touch. I had left her under absolute lock and key. Now, I was going to erase the bastard who dared to think he could take her from me.I slammed the brakes, bringing the SUV to a halt fifty yards from the warehouse doors. I hopped out, pulling the slide back on my Glock. Gustavo and thirty shooters fanned out ins
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