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FIFTY-NINE
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2024-10-22 22:38:26
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A Contract For Revenge ONE HUNDRED-THREE
MIGUEL’S POVThe chiming of my phone was persistent as fuck, dragging me from a restless sleep that felt more like a coma. I reached out and saw it was the alarm I'd set. Shit, it was already 4pm, and I still felt like I'd been run over by a truck. The other side of the bed was empty, the imprint of Freya's body still warm against the sheets. Her absence didn't surprise me, neither did it bother me.Elise could be right, Freya might be faking all this bullshit, but what if she wasn't? I'd known Freya since I was in fucking diapers, and at some point I could say I was in love with her, but it faded. Childhood infatuation, nothing more.I couldn't push her away now, not with the whole amnesia circus, so, Elise would have to deal with that. My decision was made. Elise would play along until Freya's health improved, or until I figured out what game that bitch was actually playing.I sat up, my muscles stiff from yesterday's chaos. Sliding out of bed, I headed for the shower. As the water
A Contract For Revenge ONE HUNDRED-TWO
ELISE’S POVI can't believe we actually stayed overnight at this godforsaken hospital. The clock on the wall was ticking with this infuriating slowness, each second stretching like it was personally trying to piss me off. It was 4 a.m., and we were still stuck in this sterile sh*thole, waiting for her royal highness, Freya. Trust me, I hadn’t left Miguel’s side. I was not gonna give that manipulative snake any chance to seduce my man anymore than she already had.Miraculously, the doctor had declared her fit to be discharged. Her mom had gone, thanks to an emergency that was more important than her daughter’s health, after she had emotionally baited Miguel to agree to play Freya’s husband till she recovers. “She’s now in your care,” the witch said giving me a once over before she finally dragged her old ass away. Well, good riddance.Meanwhile Freya was putting on this whole fragile act, clutching Miguel's arm like he was her personal life support, and I was standing there fantasizing
A Contract For Revenge ONE HUNDRED-ONE
KIERA’S POVMy heart was hammering so hard I felt like I was about to have a heart attack and become a literal ghost haunting this shitty motel. The knock came again, softer this time, almost hesitant, and I stood there staring at the door. I was still sweating from that damn dream, still half-convinced I was hallucinating. Could it be Gabriel? Brain, shut up. We are not doing this right now.Without letting another seconds go by, I grabbed the handle and yanked the door open, and it was Damien.He stood there looking absolutely wrecked, his hair a mess like he'd been running his hands through it, his eyes dark and intense and fixed on me with this expression that made my stomach do a full Olympic gymnastics routine. He was wearing the same clothes from earlier but somehow he looked different."Damien," I breathed, and I didn't know if it was a question or relief or me just being pathetic."Can I come in?" His voice sounded rough, scraped raw.I stepped back without thinking because a
A Contract For Revenge ONE HUNDRED
KIERA'S POVOh for f*ck's sake. What did I do to deserve this kind of torture? I was standing in that lobby staring at the peeling wallpaper and wondering which god I'd pissed off in a past life. Talk about a cosmic joke. One room? Seriously? Who’s writing this shit, and why does my life suddenly feel like a setup? Except, there was nothing remotely funny about this. Not when every nerve in my body is screaming.My eyes flicked between Gabriel and Damien, trying to get a read on their reactions. Gabriel's face was a stone wall, while Damien, on the other hand, was clenching his jaw so hard I was genuinely concerned he might grind his molars into dust.Suddenly, an old, shrill telephone rang, and the receptionist, or fossilized hag, whatever the hell she was, stretched out her wrinkled hand and picked it up."Yeah, there's just one room left. A couple people here, but I don't know if they'll take it." Her gaze roamed to us, sizing us up like we were livestock at an auction, and I shift
A Contract For Revenge NINETY NINE
DAMIEN’S POVI stared at her and said nothing. What was I supposed to say? The fear coming off her was so real I felt it in my own stomach. My mouth was open and everything. Just open. Nothing came out."Damiennn?" She called out, like thread pulled too tight before it snaps."I… I can't say for sure. But—""I'm not going anywhere," She said it and something in her face closed off, "Going back is too risky, I can't do it. Don Masseli can't find us here, I think, so we just stay. We stay here." Her chest was going fast. She was selling it hard, mostly to herself.God. I wanted to let her have that. I wanted to smooth the terror off her face with a lie pretty enough to believe. But the words wouldn't come, because they'd be exactly that — a lie. So I just stayed there, silent, and watched the colour drain from her face as she read everything she needed to in the space between my words."Everyone knows Abuela, Kiera," Gabriel spoke up, "This is the first place they’ll look if we're not w
A Contract For Revenge NINETY EIGHT
KIERA’S POVI wasn’t sure if it was from the room or inside my own head. The darkness wasn't just an absence of light, it was a presence, a heavy velvet cloak smothering me, pressing down on my chest until each breath became a conscious effort. My mind floated somewhere above my body, a disconnected observer in a theater of blackness. My eyes were trapped, and fidgeting in their socket, but the voices I kept hearing were familiar, slicing through the fog.“We need to leave. Urgently.”Wait—Damien?What the hell? When did he get here? My sluggish brain tried to piece things together, but it was like assembling a puzzle with missing corners.Then came another voice, edged with barely restrained anger, “What the hell are you doing here? What’s so urgent that it couldn’t wait for us to return?”That was certainly Gabriel.I tried to move, to open my eyes, but they felt glued shut. My limbs refused to cooperate, my body a prisoner to its own weight.The last thing I remembered was returning
A Contract For Revenge FORTY-SEVEN
KIERA'S POVI felt like a spectator trapped in the front row of a tornado. Gabriel and Damien were locked in a heated argument, their voices rising and falling like waves crashing against the shore. It was clear that the tension between them ran deeper than mere sibling rivalry; it was complex.When
Last Updated : 2026-03-25A Contract For Revenge FORTY-EIGHT
KIERA’S POVIt was around 8 PM when I sprawled on my bed, snug under my comforter, mindlessly scrolling through my phone. Suddenly, Gabriel’s name lit up the screen, and a familiar knot twisted in my stomach like a vice.“Why’s he calling me?” I muttered, annoyance creeping in as I reluctantly answe
Last Updated : 2026-03-25A Contract For Revenge FORTY-FIVE
KIERA’S POVI woke up feeling surprisingly rejuvenated. Apparently, a solid night’s sleep does wonders for the soul. The anger I was nursing over Gabriel had dulled to a mild irritation, like a mosquito bite.I decided right then, no more expectations. I’d step up as the fake fiancé he needed—no str
Last Updated : 2026-03-24A Contract For Revenge THIRTY-SIX
ELISE’S POVI had just finished having lunch, and I casually strolled to the bedroom, trying to shake off the feeling of emptiness that lingered. It was becoming a habit for Miguel to skip not just dinner with me but lunch, too. For the last two days, he had chosen to sleep in another room, and I fe
Last Updated : 2026-03-22
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